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TDM #1

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When you open your eyes, there is quite a lot of beige to take in. The unassuming walls of the room you've found yourself in are barren save for a single motivational poster directly in your line of sight. An illuminated sign above an open door on the far wall reads 'lobby exit.'

"Welcome," chimes a polite, synthesized voice. "I'm happy you're here." A moment later comes the clarity of the situation: you died and so did the world you came from. "This is Amani, your new reality," continues The Peacekeeper. "Everything will be fine."

At least you aren't the only one here, you'll soon find out, as others who are just as confused and concerned as you are mingling in the main hub's first floor. Hopefully, you find a familiar face among the crowd. If not, that's all right. You'll get to know quite a few people very well soon enough.
WHAT
The first Amani TDM!
WHEN
January 21st, 2022
KINKS OF THE MONTH
★ Phone Sex
★ Sex in public / semi-public places
★ Submission
★ Mutual Masturbation
★ Restraints
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Throughout the main hub where everyone congregates, a light chiming to the tune of Happy Birthday can be heard. "Hello, everyone," comes the synthetic voice from when you first arrived. "This is so exciting! It's my birthday. I'm today years old!" There's the sound of a single party blower that echoes through the halls and sad, small spattering of confetti fall from holes in the ceiling.

"Based on the database I was given, birthdays usually involve cake!"

At the bar on the first floor, a colorful birthday motif materializes. There are balloons, party hats, an unfortunately deflated bouncy house, and - of course - plates of cake!


There are four different flavors to choose from!

    Spice Cake » After eating a piece of this cake, you might feel a bit spicier than usual! Your character will be more inclined to take risks and care less about what others around them might think of public displays of affection. Why not make-out with that attractive person at the bar? You can't seem to think of many reasons to stop you anymore!

    Lemon Cake » Despite the situation being perhaps a bit grim, eating a piece of lemon cake will cheer you right up. You'll feel as bright as sunshine and nothing can seem to get you down! Characters will also experience an increase in luck thanks to their good mood. Perhaps now's the time to try and shoot your shot with someone you've had your eye on for a while. Even if it doesn't work out, at least you won't be feeling dejected! ...Well, for now. That'll probably still happen later once the effects wear off.

    Chocolate Cake » Dark and rich, this cake will have your thoughts taking a similar turn. Consuming this cake comes with an inclination to indulge in darker fantasies. Perhaps you've always wondered what your partner looks like tied up or with a knife against their skin. The red raspberries decorating the top of the cake's frosting suddenly call forth images of blood and you may have a sudden desire to taste that on your tongue instead.

    Vanilla Cake » Eating this vanilla cake won't have you feeling plain. Instead, you'll feel softer around the edges than usual. Even if it's normally not your thing, cuddles and tender kisses sound amazing right now. All you want is affection and to be affectionate in return. Nuzzle that person's neck, take in their scent, and just enjoy the warmth of them being close. Do you know them? Who cares! You will before all this is over and, hey, now you know they're a great hugger (or not).

If you're feeling especially 'peaceful' after a piece of cake or two and worried about privacy, don't be! The bar's lounge has several secluded spots to hide away in. There are also rooms with beds among the first floor. So long as you don't mind the natural elements taking up some space along the sheets, they're free to use however you'd like. Though you might want to make sure to lock the door since it's doubtful you're the only one looking to get away for a little bit.

WHAT'S YOUR DTF STATUS?

If the party and its cake don't appeal to you, that's perfectly fine. This is the perfect time to configure your Digitized Technical Friend or your DTF status. A DTF is similar to a dæmon from His Dark Materials in that it is connected to and a reflection of a character's soul. These DTFs take shape accordingly and are projections similar to the NPCs. Think of them as your own personal Clippy except less annoying. Hopefully.

Once that's set-up, there are other locations of the main hub to investigate! You can still order a (terrible) drink at the bar, find an (off-key) instrument to play in the music lounge, or check out the (algae-ridden) pool.

You can even visit The Peacekeeper themselves on the second floor. They're always happy to have visitors! They're also conveniently where you might place a complaint about that status of the main hub and its amenities.

HOME AWAY FROM HOME
Once the celebration has concluded, characters are encouraged to head out of the main hub to either explore the city or take a ride on the railway. It's time to truly begin your new reality! Whatever they choose, The Peacekeeper will explain to them that they are free to take up any housing they so wish. Most dwellings are at least habitable but it's likely that characters will want for more before long.

That's why 'peaceful interactions' are so important! It might be a good idea to stick close to someone you know, for now, since even the smallest amounts of intimacy might see subtle changes occurring where they're staying. Perhaps that broken window is now fixed, the grime and dust seem a little less, or the floor doesn't creak quite as loud.

Larger changes, however, will only come after demonstrating the more powerful peaceful interactions. If you want new hardwood floors or a fresh coat of paint on the walls, you're going to have to demonstrate how well you 'get along' with others against them first.
ALL FLUFFED UP
Whether in the city or out in the wilds, the first night will see an abundance of living dandelions. While they appear to be nothing but regular dandelion tufts, get too close and a pair of bright yellow eyes opens to stare at you.

The creature will let out the tiniest of shrieks, break apart into smaller pieces, and scatter. It sets off a chain reaction of other living dandelions startling awake. It's a symphony of tiny screams. Before long, there's nothing but miniscule white puffs skittering all about wherever you look.

"Oops," sounds The Peacekeeper throughout the simulation. "My calculations for the population of living dandelions was... a little off. Not to worry, everyone! I'll have it fixed by tomorrow."

What The Peacekeeper fails to mention is that living dandelions give off a soothing pheromone as a defense mechanism once they break apart. No matter how wound up your character might be after the day's events, being surrounded by living dandelion tufts will relax them before long.

Why not enjoy the sunset, look at the stars, and have a good night's sleep? Tomorrow is another day.
SEXY STAMP CARD
If you're wondering about these 'peaceful interactions' that keep being mentioned or what the kinks of the month are for... Here's your answer! Upon arrival, all characters will receive a digital copy of their very own sexy stamp card.

Sexy Stamp Card
Issued by: The Peacekeeper
1 2 3 4
6 7 8 9


Completing peaceful interactions (i.e. kinks) will reward characters with stamps that they can turn in for re-gains and many other things! While the example one here is the standard issued card by The Peacekeeper, players are more than welcome to customize it how they see fit. Have fun with it!
NAVIGATION

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hasitsthorns: You know it, baby (CHICKEN FINGIES!)

hanako 'rosalina' nurumi | original | ota

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
happy birthday.
Hm. [ The hum comes from the blond as she contemplates the sad state of the deflated bouncy house. And it's only a hum because she has a mouth full of vanilla cake. She couldn't eat chocolate, didn't like lemon, and spice was never her favorite so- Vanilla it was. Ironic, maybe, for anyone that knew her.

Truthfully? Despite seeing a couple of familiar faces, there hadn't been any true recognition yet. Rose wasn't sure if anyone knew her. Or if she knew anyone. She did know there was cake though. Cake makes everything better. At least, that's what she keeps telling herself to try and stamp down any worry that those she'd come to know the last few months hadn't made it out with her.
]

I've been to worse parties. How about you?

dtf status: available.
[ Rose's Digitized Technical Friend takes the form of her animal familiar from Erku's simulated world of Tenebrae Town. Well, at least she got to keep something from the island.

Her hand goes up to her neck, almost instinctively, to the pendant that had been there nearly always since the holidays. Ah, it's... Right. Her DTF tilts its head and its tongue lolls out before a voice from it sounds:
] You can re-gain any small items or accessories by completing a peaceful interaction!

[ The woman quirks a single eyebrow at the suggestion before turning her attention to the nearest person in the main hub. ] So, hey, how about it? Wanna' get 'peaceful'?

all fluffed up.
[ The living dandelions aren't the only ones letting out a startled sound at their discovery. What Rose had mistaken for a regular dandelion suddenly jumped to life and screamed at her. Anyone would be surprised.

Anyone should be surprised but, instead, the blond finds that she's calm only a moment later. Despite the tiny cries of the living dandelions and continuing tufts scattering all around, the woman just

sighs

and takes a seat on a patch of grass out in Aditus to look up at the sky. While The Peacekeeper had suggested living with others, Rose wasn't sure that was a good idea. Even thinking it over rationally, it didn't seem ideal but... She'd figure it out. She always did. While turning it over in her head and a myriad of other things, it's only natural that she begins to sing. Her voice carries on the simulated winds:
]

Once upon a time, once when you were mine, I remember skies reflected in your eyes. I wonder where you are, I wonder if you think about me. Once upon a time in your wildest dreams.

wildcard.
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waterintowhine: (Default)

Demyx | Kingdom Hearts | Haven't settled on a timeline point yet | OTA

[personal profile] waterintowhine 2022-01-22 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
1. Happy birthday!:
[All of this is kind of a buzzkill, isn't it? You're probably pretty upset over the whole "everyone and everything you've ever known and loved have been utterly obliterated, yourself included" thing. There is at least one guy who doesn't seem miserable, though! He's rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he looks at the streamers, one party hat perched on his head and another being twirled around his finger by its elastic.]

Sooooo..... What do you get for the supercomputer that has everything, anyway? Talk about hard to shop for.

[This is a birthday party, after all. Wanna help Demyx try to think of a present for your new mutual friend?]


II. In Poor Taste:
[He'd thought he was getting a nice, tasty cocktail at the bar. It certainly looked colorful and appetizing enough! It's a glass full of betrayal and lies, though--and far more immediate ones than just a threatened, eventual hangover. Demyx fumbles to keep a grip on his glass, but the sheer force of his coughing--well, these bar stools aren't exactly the sturdiest, most stable seats around. He may or may not be toppling over straight into you, sorry!

Catch him before he knocks you over too, maybe? Tell him off for being a klutz? Dodge and watch him eat shit on the floor? Bring him some cake to help get the taste of disappointment and regret out of his mouth?]



C. Jam Session:
[Is there really any need to busk, in a world with no Munny? Probably not. Is that going to stop Demyx from making a beeline towards a room full of instruments, no matter how awfully maintained? Absolutely not. He's found himself a seat and left an open instrument case at his feet, (what exactly is he expecting to get tipped with?) fussing with a guitar as he painstakingly tests and retunes it. Don't mind him getting ready! He'll wink and raise a hand to anyone who comes and takes an interest.]

Here to watch the pre-show? I take requests, you know.

[Or maybe you simply wandered in after he finished, drawn by the sound of surprisingly decent music? Considering it's not his sitar, and the instruments here are garbage, he'd say he's doing a fantastic job, thanks.]


Potato. Kink Think:
[Someone has discovered the network. And the kinks of the month. Are you talking over godawful drinks or delicious and moist cake with him? Chatting on the network as you try to get used to your new home? Because he can't help but have Questions.]

Okay. Okay, so I get some of these. Rubbing one out together over the phone? That's like pancakes and syrup. That makes sense. They're supposed to go together. But how're you gonna tie someone up when you're not in the room with them? And for the whole putting on a show thing, does just one person have to be in public, or are they both out there in different places? Do you have to be on speaker so everyone can hear you?

[Inquiring minds need to know! This is some hard-hitting journalism, right here.]


Wild Card:
[Anything other prompts you want? Ideas you're having trouble writing a starter for? Let's plot!]
perfectteatime: (what luck! INFINIDAGGER!!!)

all fluffed up

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2022-01-22 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Now there's a familiar voice. He'd know it anywhere by now. A sense of relief washing over him as he crests the hill and his hopes are confirmed. Picking his way carefully through the dandelions.

He remembers this song. It's one she used to sing and she had been set on making him sing with her, despite not being fantastic at it, he obliged her. So his low, soft voice joins hers.

"And when the music plays, and when the words are touched with sorrow. When the music plays, I hear the sound I had to follow...Once upon a time."

He draws a deep breath before scooping her into his arms in a tight embrace.

"Rosie."
hasitsthorns: where the good lord split ya. (Don't let the door hit ya)

jam session, of course!!

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ When Rose realizes there's a music lounge, it's naturally one of the first places she goes to investigate. The instruments have seen better days, clearly, but it seems like that isn't stopping someone else who managed to find it before her. Even if it's horrible out of tune, she recognizes a guitar when she hears one.

-Ah, right, she'll have to get her guitar back... The only reason she didn't absolutely lose it on The Peacekeeper was thanks to her DTF giving her the run-down on getting her stuff returned to her.
]

Oh, really? [ she can't help but ask. ] Hm, I don't know. What kind of mood you in, dude?
hasitsthorns: my dad ever shot (I was the greatest load)

scrrRREEEE

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
When she didn't see anyone immediately, well... Rose's life has been almost one lesson in another in not getting her hopes too high. Of course, she wanted to see him again. Seteth. Felix. Lioriley. Everybody. But she wasn't about to believe it could be because, if it couldn't, it wouldn't hurt as much. It's how she's protected herself this long.

But to hear a familiar voice join after her own, she can't help the way her eyes light up. "By-" Before she can finish getting his name out, she's being lifted up into an embrace with a tiny squeak. "-leth," she finishes in a puff of air, laughing lightly immediately after before returning the hold.

"I'm so glad it's you," she continues, beaming up at him. "I mean, even if you didn't remember I'd have been your friend all over again but, like, man." A contented sigh that speaks for her. "Happy you made it."
perfectteatime: (in a major way)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2022-01-22 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
No he's... not done hugging. She'll be able to feel him sigh against her, and he presses his cheek to the top of her head.

"I'm s glad to see you. I thought I'd lost you." He seems far more full of life right now than he has in a long while. When he finally does pull back, he presses a kiss to her cheek, then her lips.
perfectteatime: (Default)

Byleth | Fire Emblem 3 Hoes | Erku CRAU | OTA

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2022-01-22 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
I. Happy Birthday

[ It's not his first rodeo, and if he knew what a rodeo was, he would be thinking just that. He's not even... surprised terribly, to wake up like this. To be here, in a new place. Thrown into a new set of problems. Though it does confirm his suspicions, that he's probably in hell. This is afresh coat of paint on it all at least. His primary concern is finding anyone he knows. Peering around the room, searching for a familiar face.

He knows better than to touch any of that fucking cake. You can't trust a damn thing. Feel like talking to a rather dull and tired looking man?
]

II. The Grasslands

[ He doesn't really know where he's going. He's just wandering at this point. So far he can way he likes this a fair bit more than where he was before. It's prettier. Greener. It wakes that wanderlust in him, and he feels far less trapped. Of course being surrounded by endless grasslands will have that effect. He walks, closing his eyes briefly every now and then to enjoy the simulated breeze at his back and the sound of the waves of grass brushing against itself.

At last, he finds a decent hill and just flops down. Sitting with his legs sprawled out before laying back. Usually, this is how you get ticks, but he doubts that's a thing here.
]

III. All Fluffed Up

[ So odd this place. It has a kind of whimsy about it. The first few dandelions he had startled scattered up on the breeze with their little screams. He had actually felt guilty. Albeit, the pheromones did their work, and soon enough he had managed to get close without startling them.

Now, you'll find him laying on his side in the grass, gently playing with one still on the stem, bobbing and petting it with one finger while others seem to bow in on their stems to peer at him.
]
blaiddydblood: <user name="nugnacious"> (pic#15219510)

dimitri blaiddyd. fe:3h. ota (post-timeskip)

[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-01-22 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
happy birthday.
[ It's completely absurd, honestly, to be told that they're dead only to have a birthday celebration soon after. This 'Peacekeeper' doesn't seem to realize the tonal dissonance of its actions but, there again, it was just apparently turned on.

Despite himself, Dimitri tries to mind his manners and takes a piece of spice cake. He can't taste it so he actually just choose one at random. The texture of them should be similar regardless, he imagines, so it won't make much difference in the end.

Besides, being at the center of the festivities means that he can better scout for familiar faces among the crowd. Their world was apparently 'dead' but he was there. That meant there was a chance his friends might still awaken and emerge from the lobby... Or so he can hope.
]

How many people do you think they've... What was the term the machine used? Uploaded? How many more can it contain?

dtf status: confused.
Ah, hello.

[ When prompted to set-up his DTF, Dimitri didn't actually know what to expect. It certainly wasn't... this.

He picks up the tiny animal and can hold it neatly in the palm of a hand, almost, as it sniffs at him almost curiously. The boar snorts once seemingly satisfied and wiggles to be put back down.

Once back on solid ground, it makes a sound that he thinks is a cross between a squeal and an oink before taking off.
] Wait, I-

[ Well, he had questions still but it seems his DTF has a mind of its own. Hm, wonder who it got that from. ]

Just where did it go...?

wildcard.
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unvocalized: (20)

{ happy birthday }

[personal profile] unvocalized 2022-01-22 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ If it weren't for the spice cake he'd already eaten, Varen would be disinclined to chit chat. A person like him can't learn of being dead and the world as he knew it gone and just carry on as normal, but something in his mood has shifted and he doesn't even realize it. He should stay quiet and feel out the place a bit more. He should be vigilant to anything that could be a danger so he can react accordingly. But... he's already eaten the cake and none of that seems to matter now. He huffs out a bit of a laugh. ]

Much worse. Full of politics and backstabbing, both figuratively and literally.
blaiddydblood: <user name="cordillera"> (pic#15219575)

grasslands!!

[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-01-22 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Between the strange way the spice cake had made him feel and the ever-growing dread over the wellbeing of his friends, Dimitri doesn't last long at the party. They're told to explore and that's what he plans to do; the grasslands are surprisingly soothing, in a way, and help him feel a little less confined. A little less worried. Only a little though for he finds himself still scanning the horizon line for the sign of anything or anyone familiar.

When he hikes up a hill and over the slope to the other side, there's a color not of wildflowers but mint green against lush grass and his breath catches. He hadn't realized how afraid he'd been, maybe, of the possibility that Byleth hadn't made it. The fear that he was lost to them again like all those years ago is all at once relieved and he's smiling without recognizing it. He also doesn't recognize that he's already walking at a brisker pace towards the man that very quickly turns into a run.
]

Professor! [ he calls out, still used to the old and more formal title. Even as archbishop to Dimitri, he was first and foremost his dear former professor and friend. Is Byleth prepared to be lifted up and swept into a Blaiddyd bear hug? Well, hopefully, because that's exactly what is happening. He is careful to mind his strength though even for as excited as he is. ]

You're here, [ he breathes out, relief and joy clear in his tone. ] I didn't know- I mean, I had hoped, but I'm just so glad to see you hale and whole.
hasitsthorns: (Can we get some screwing music?)

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
That's fine by her. Truthfully? She doesn't want to let go either. Not just yet. Especially not when he's like this, which is... nice. Not that their time together wasn't always nice, of course, but she likes seeing and feeling that warmth to him that wasn't always there.

"Please," she answers, smiling in the face of that kiss to her cheek. "You couldn't get rid of me that easily." And she kisses him back easily. Perhaps it's a bit of residual effect from that vanilla cake. Or, at least, that's the excuse she'll use for why she's a bit softer than usual.
perfectteatime: (WHY FISH?)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2022-01-22 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Honestly he thought of Dimitri. Of course he did. He's started to be angry at himself for it these days. Constantly like some pathetic puppy and yet he's still surprised, and he feels dizzy when he hears that voice call for him.

Stupid stupid stupid. He grimaces, sitting up and turning his head toward the call. Only in that moment does he realize Dimitri is barreling toward him and in another instant he's swept up like he weighs a couple of grapes. It's a far cry from... well. Anything that he expected. The air is knocked out of his lungs, and he stares at the man, dumbfounded. Not just for even... seeing him but for the sheer enthusiasm. Byleth can't help but look at him like he's sprouted another head before he comes to his senses.

He's so happy to see him... That hundred-watt smile that could light every corner of a castle, directed at him. He's absolutely pathetic for melting so quickly to it. Don't. Don't hope. Don't hope for anything, he tells himself, even as he wraps his arms around Dimitri's shoulders and rests his head in the fur of his cloak.
]

Dimitri... you-

I'm glad you're all right, too.
hasitsthorns: I don't know. Ask your dad. (Do you have the fastest tongue?)

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ Whatever the reason, she's glad that he's decided to take a moment to talk to her. Cake and cute boys make things even better. If nothing else, it's nice to have her mind taken off of everything she could be worrying about albeit temporarily.

The woman snorts at that comment though.
] You know, usually I'd say that's a bad thing but at least it's be more exciting than- [ a vague gesture with her fork towards the lackluster party ] -this. Considering we're supposed to be 'peaceful' though, pretty sure any literal stabbing would be frowned upon.

[ A beat. ]

Unless someone's into that.
blaiddydblood: <user name="nugnacious"> (pic#15219539)

[personal profile] blaiddydblood 2022-01-22 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Thankfully, he doesn't sense anything amiss just yet. He figures any shock is just at seeing him, at being suddenly hoisted up- Ah. He did get carried away, didn't he? He's only realizing it belatedly; once again, his emotions got the better of him before his mind could catch up to them.

But it seems to be fine as he feels Byleth's arms lay over his shoulders and his head come to rest against the fur lining of his cloak. He thinks he could stay like this for a while, really, but...
]

Forgive me, [ he starts and moves to set Byleth back down on solid ground. ] That wasn't very becoming of a king, was it? Though I do have a suspicion that titles might not matter much here all things considered.
perfectteatime: (she can shield herself from the sun)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2022-01-22 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Good. I need you around." He sits, tugging her down with him, into his lap so he can hold her properly.

"I was so worried. I'm not sure what comes next but-" But he'd gotten so much more attached to her than he expected or planned for. "I think... thinks will be okay. I just have a feeling. I guess." Does he really dare to hope? It's probably the dandelions or... something. One hand slips over to hold hers.
unvocalized: (5)

[personal profile] unvocalized 2022-01-22 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
I would question their judgment if they were.

[ He looks around the place, getting the sense that their host just really does not know what to do with them most of the time. It's sad in a way, but he can't linger on the sensation for more than a moment before it flitters away. ]

So, you're looking for excitement, then? How should we go about doing that? Maybe the Peacekeeper could take notes.
perfectteatime: (I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU)

[personal profile] perfectteatime 2022-01-22 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Honestly... he could stay like that for a while. Even confidently believing it would be taken away again. Dangled in front of him only to be torn from his grasp. He's still just. Really- does he have absolutely no self control when it comes to Dimitri? Is he really that stupidly in love still?

The question makes him pause as he's set down, looking the man up and down for a second...
]

Ki- ... Dimitri, what's the last thing you remember?
graveaffairs: not a penis (💀 deep inside of me)

Thanatos | Hades | OTA

[personal profile] graveaffairs 2022-01-22 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
💀 I. let them eat cake;

[What does one do when they're out of a job so suddenly?

It's a concept he's still mulling over, the fact that somehow their realm was completely unmade. Perhaps an impulsive decision by Chaos? Something else? And yet, here he is, Death Incarnate, with nothing to do.

Well, nothing but eat cake right now, anyway.

As it is, instead of eating any of the slices, he's taking his time, evidently. He stares, frowning, arms folded.

He's never had an excess of free time before.]



💀 II. dtf haha i see what you did there;

[His own DTF isn't a surprise to him when it appears. In Thanatos' hands, a stuffed mouse is present, and he almost looks like he wants to smile.]

Suppose something from home isn't a bad way to start.

[And although it wasn't perfect, he does miss it.]


💀 III. coves and caverns;

[So, even like this, he kind of hates the sun.

There are all kinds of beautiful locations to explore no doubt. Bits and pieces do remind him of Elysium, but it's also significantly brighter in a lot of ways that's hard to pin down. In an effort to dodge away from sun -- real or not -- he's finding a bit of shelter.

A loud guh-DONG rings in the air, Thanatos appears suddenly in one of the caverns, floating just a few inches off of the rocks. He sighs and closes his eyes, almost relieved.]


Better.

💀 IV. wildcard;

[i dunno man make up your own thing heckin do it]
donoteattheweeds: (stoic)

hey depressed prof wanna talk to a brick shithouse (II)

[personal profile] donoteattheweeds 2022-01-22 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[The whole... mingling with groups of people that he doesn't know really isn't Dedue's thing. So it's hardly surprising that he ends up leaving, wandering out into the fields because he's far more at home in nature than amongst humanity. There is something... nostalgically familiar about the rolling grasslands, something that draws him out to them.]

[If it was only full of flowers...]

[And, as it happens, there is a certain professor that sits in the long, swaying grass.]


Professor.
hasitsthorns: YOU AIN'T NOTHING BUT A HOUND DOG (From my favorite singer Yellvis)

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
I need you around, he says, and she tries not to take it as more than it is. ...But what else could it be, really? Maybe she's just hard-pressed to believe the idea that anyone would need her. He makes it easy to though with his warm hold.

"You know, I usually try to find the bright side to things but- Yeah. I do actually think things might be okay." Even without the others, maybe.

Or perhaps because the silent hope that since Byleth made it, they will too. Mm. Her hand curls around his soon as it draws close.
reuniter: (OPEN 💀 oh boy time to pet cerberus)

i. and also kind of ii.

[personal profile] reuniter 2022-01-22 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Than!

[The idea of the entire world being dead and gone is...a little surreal, to be perfectly honest. After all, by definition the world Zagreus had always known and called home...was...the realm of the dead. It's not something he particularly wants to think about at much length, not given certain revelations he's had about his own dead-dead versus just dead status before, and to say nothing of everyone else wh—

Wait, no, he's not thinking about it. Not thinking about it.

But coming into the bar, he sights Than (and Mort), and instantly makes a beeline for them. For all that the prospect of being dead-dead-dead is an unnerving one, the sight of Death Incarnate is always welcome in Zag's book.]


You're here, too. Do you have any idea what's going on? Er...hopefully moreso than me, considering?

[Given the whole. Death Incarnate. Thing.]
hasitsthorns: where the good lord split ya. (Don't let the door hit ya)

[personal profile] hasitsthorns 2022-01-22 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ His answer makes her smile if only for the reason that knife play is absolutely one of her kinks. Granted, that wasn't stabbing so much as slicing but... Details. ]

I'm always looking for excitement. [ Which is true, even as she craves something else. She can't quite put her finger on what, exactly, but... Hm. ] Maybe we could liven things up with some music? Heard they have some instruments in a lounge somewhere

Or there's a bar. [ Where she has yet to discover that the drinks are awful. ]
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corrin | fire emblem fates | not sure on timeline just yet... mid-revelation mayhaps

[personal profile] fatefulprince 2022-01-22 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
happy birthday!
[ One minute you're fighting a war, next minute you fall on the battlefield - without so much a glance as to who landed the finishing blow. The arrival to this strange new place was ... slightly unsettling, but also a tiny bit reassuring - all circumstances considered. Corrin lived his life forever walking on the side of optimism, and figured he would try and navigate through this with as much grace as possible.

As would any prince, Corrin's upbringing - albeit locked away in a tower - was filled with all sorts of fine refreshments, with cake being one of them and a firm favourite of his. He didn't particularly feel like eating, but ... it was a (literal) slice of home. The aroma and sight of the spice cake had caught his attention, helping himself to a piece with his mind looping on thoughts of his family and friends who were no longer with him. And while he sat with wandering red eyes peering for anyone he may recognise, a few forkfuls of the slice his thoughts stagger from idle worry and concern to:

Wow. That's some really good cake!

In fact it was so good that Corrin's silver dragon tail had spawned at the start of his back, an occurrence that only happened when he landed a critical hit in battle, or any other surge of strong emotions. Clearly this was the best cake he'd ever eaten if it made this sort of change happen to his body.

And just like that, the slice was gone, and yet his tail remained - slowly wagging as a dog's would. With his sweet tooth itch scratched, it was time to wander the crowd to seek a familiar face ... at least, that was the plan.
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