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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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No. I am Tu Vishan.
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I had not thought to ever speak with you. It is... an honour.
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[And he bows, just a little, from the torso.]
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I have so many questions, but I do not wish to trouble you if you are here for some other reason.
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Ask your questions. I will answer what I can.
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I have explained to many others, there is only one way I know of to... allow me to continue living, but it comes at the cost of other lives. A cost I would ask no one to endure, truly.
[There is a quiet conviction there. He might not embrace death, but living knowing other creatures died to make it so is the most abhorrent thing he can truly think of.]
The evil is known as Malicant. It is not safe to speak that name beyond this dream, or the Lady Emperor's palatial home.
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[There is steel hiding underneath his beauty and it shows now. He isn't afraid, truly.]
Yes. I was told of this, by someone who was told by the Emperor. I will not speak it.
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Peace, little brother. I could not live with myself, to know that I did so because of someone else's sacrifice.
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[He isn't angry or judgmental. He just wants to know.]
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They will survive if I am dead. I will become rooted to the ocean floor, as an island.
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[The feeling of peace that permeates the dream keeps him from becoming too agitated, but he doesn't like this.]
A friend of mine that knows magic thinks it may be possible to bind Malicant, to seal it away so that it could no longer harm you.
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I... suppose such a thing may be possible, if executed properly. Do you know what this friend intends to do?
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It's a form of magic from her world, called charter magic. Her idea is to teach a group of us how to do the binding, since there is more power with more than one. I do not know the details yet, but I will learn them.
[He knows that it might kill them, but... he doesn't think he'll mention that. Hiding the truth is one of his stronger talents.]
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It is certainly a viable option. I know that force alone will not quell him.
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Even if it is not a permanent solution, it could stave off the end for you.
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[He says that with calm certainty.]
This magic may work, but if it does or cannot, do not be concerned.
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[Because that concerns him, as much as the turtle's possible death does.]
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[He glances at Alcuin, one eyebrow faintly raised.]
You came here at the moment of your death, did you not?
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[But this isn't where he wants to stay.]
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[That does not mean impossible, just difficult. He makes a thoughtful noise.]
Where is it you wish to be, Alcuin?
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I want to be with Anafiel Delaunay. Where he is, I should be following, yet I am not.
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[There is grief, marked in his expression and in the gentle lift of one hand to Alcuin's shoulder.]
If it is in my power, I will reunite you.
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I believe you. Thank you.
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