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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † amaterasu,
- † amelia wil tesla sailune,
- † amon,
- † annabeth chase,
- † arthur,
- † arthur curry,
- † bean,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † fenris,
- † finnick odair,
- † guy gardner,
- † haytham kenway,
- † jack frost,
- † jane shepard,
- † javert,
- † johanna mason,
- † kara zor-el,
- † katniss everdeen,
- † korra,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leo valdez,
- † leonardo (2012),
- † logan,
- † lord henry wotton,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † mark grayson,
- † mera,
- † percy jackson,
- † qilby,
- † raphael (2003),
- † reno,
- † rose tyler,
- † sabriel,
- † soranik natu,
- † temeraire,
- † terrance ward,
- † una persson,
- † vanessa cleveland,
- † zelgadis greywords
the dreaming [open]
Characters: Tu Vishan and you!
Date: May 11th
Location: All over Keeliai.
Situation: Tu Vishan is attempting to reach out to the foreigner population, with... mixed results?
Warnings/Rating: Should be pretty tame. Will update if this changes.
Notes: This log is set at night, and characters are technically encountering him in their 'dreams'. He may or may not be exerting some subtle supernatural influence to make characters fall asleep, so if your character doesn't require sleep feel free to say he's done something to them. Technically, every creature in Tu Vishan would be sleeping during his little foray, so the streets are uncharacteristically empty.
This is not a predominantly plot-driven log. Tu Vishan is reaching out to people and may surrender plot details if the right questions are asked, but this is mostly part of his ongoing effort to become acquainted with people and the thread direction may stick solely to slice of life, depending on how your character chooses to direct it.
A character's 'dreamscape' should be shaped by their subconscious mind, so feel free to go wild with whatever you'd like. This includes details of their location and what their dream!selves might look like. Tu Vishan will appear to the characters as a young boy, between fourteen and sixteen years of age, and anyone he visits will have extremely peaceful dreams. It's considered a gift and a blessing to have been visited thusly by Tu Vishan, and one can expect good fortune in their futures if they are visited. Characters may also not remember perfect details of these dreams in the morning, or remember them at all. That much is up to you.
[The night is calm and still and on this night, Tu Vishan wanders.
He does not often take a form not his own, but there is a growing sense of unease in his shape, in his body, that he cannot escape. He knows it. He has felt his brethren sicken thus, and die. So for a time, when he can, he escapes. Like smoke, like a ghost, a breath, he escapes and he wanders.
The city is sleeping when he does so. He likes the cities at night, though the dimly flickering light of his shell is...
(Sad, he thinks)
--Inevitable.
He passes from house to house, between buildings and shadows. He listens.
'Keeliai' means 'Finality'. It is an irony he has never sought to correct. Instead, he stops at doors, on rooftops, in the empty rooms of old houses, and he thinks of all the lives scattered here. Small enough to be insignificant to him, but hardly that. He cannot so much as feel the patter of their movement across his back, but he is aware of each of them as a tiny heartbeat, an audible echo of life and hope.
When he finds a receptive mind, he will sometimes reach out and touch it gently. A calm, gentle reassurance. If they wish to speak with him, he is there.]
Date: May 11th
Location: All over Keeliai.
Situation: Tu Vishan is attempting to reach out to the foreigner population, with... mixed results?
Warnings/Rating: Should be pretty tame. Will update if this changes.
Notes: This log is set at night, and characters are technically encountering him in their 'dreams'. He may or may not be exerting some subtle supernatural influence to make characters fall asleep, so if your character doesn't require sleep feel free to say he's done something to them. Technically, every creature in Tu Vishan would be sleeping during his little foray, so the streets are uncharacteristically empty.
This is not a predominantly plot-driven log. Tu Vishan is reaching out to people and may surrender plot details if the right questions are asked, but this is mostly part of his ongoing effort to become acquainted with people and the thread direction may stick solely to slice of life, depending on how your character chooses to direct it.
A character's 'dreamscape' should be shaped by their subconscious mind, so feel free to go wild with whatever you'd like. This includes details of their location and what their dream!selves might look like. Tu Vishan will appear to the characters as a young boy, between fourteen and sixteen years of age, and anyone he visits will have extremely peaceful dreams. It's considered a gift and a blessing to have been visited thusly by Tu Vishan, and one can expect good fortune in their futures if they are visited. Characters may also not remember perfect details of these dreams in the morning, or remember them at all. That much is up to you.
[The night is calm and still and on this night, Tu Vishan wanders.
He does not often take a form not his own, but there is a growing sense of unease in his shape, in his body, that he cannot escape. He knows it. He has felt his brethren sicken thus, and die. So for a time, when he can, he escapes. Like smoke, like a ghost, a breath, he escapes and he wanders.
The city is sleeping when he does so. He likes the cities at night, though the dimly flickering light of his shell is...
(Sad, he thinks)
--Inevitable.
He passes from house to house, between buildings and shadows. He listens.
'Keeliai' means 'Finality'. It is an irony he has never sought to correct. Instead, he stops at doors, on rooftops, in the empty rooms of old houses, and he thinks of all the lives scattered here. Small enough to be insignificant to him, but hardly that. He cannot so much as feel the patter of their movement across his back, but he is aware of each of them as a tiny heartbeat, an audible echo of life and hope.
When he finds a receptive mind, he will sometimes reach out and touch it gently. A calm, gentle reassurance. If they wish to speak with him, he is there.]
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He does not speak. Simply lets her feel his presence. She will talk when she is ready to talk.]
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When she opens her eyes again she looks to the boy at her side - a question forming in her mind, but one she doesn't ask just yet. ]
Good evening.
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[His tone is pleasant and warm, like the air around them.]
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I do not believe we have met, or if we have, been properly introduced.
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[His tone is simple and calm.]
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[ A gesture out at the empty city, but she's clearly referring to the calm. ]
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[ Or at least she feels as if she's met him before. Which isn't a strange thing for dreams, Sora knows, but this is different. ]
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[He inclines his head.]
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It is an honor.
[ She's not so sure what else to say. Kyle was the one with experience with these things - the larger than life creatures who seem to be constants. ]
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[And this time, his words are accompanied by a bow.]
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Your sickness-- I have tried to determine what is plaguing you, but I feel as if I have not the knowledge of magic required to even give a diagnoses, let alone aid you in any way I can.
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[He says that without question.]
I cannot be healed or helped by conventional methods. Even fantastic ones. [A nod to her ring.]
Do you know why you are here?
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[ She's not the type to simply accept the fact she can't do anything to help. But a shake of her head at his question. ]
Not unless you mean Korugar - and that is an obvious answer.
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[His tone is sad, when he speaks of this.]
No, not Korugar. Konryu. The Emperor has brought you and your like here to combat a threat.
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[ She's curious, and it shows. But she leaves it be for the moment, not wanting to press him for information he doesn't want to give. ]
A threat that she cannot face herself?
[ On some level it's not surprising - the idea that perhaps the Emperor is not as malicious as assumed. Soranik knows Annabeth is more than suspicious of the Emperor's intentions, but Sora herself has spent enough time working under the Guardians to not give the thought much pause.
It's simply part of life. ]
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[He's quiet for a time, simply allowing the atmosphere of peace in the dream to exist, warm and light. Then,]
The Emperor is not omnipotent. She is still young, and her prowess lies in other areas.
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And so it falls to us to defend you, and the rest of Konryu. [ Assuming that's the name of the word they've found themselves on. ] I do not suppose you could help me to understand what we face?
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[His expression twists, briefly sorrowful.]
It is a creature of chaos and hatred and hunger. It has been eating worlds now for many generations.
[... his idea of a generation is much, much more significant than one might expect.]
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When you say worlds, do you mean those that exist in your own universe or-- others?
[ She's aware of the multiverse as a vague concept, knows it has to exist now, but if anything could be a threat to all worlds in every universe-- it was certainly a dangerous thing. ]
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[Nothing, nowhere is safe.]
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How can we fight it?
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I need to get into the air.
( she needs to think, and doesn't want to leave him behind. )
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