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HEARTGAME DRESS REHEARSAL
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[ ..somewhere in the pasture, Angel Devil falls down.
His clothes have twisted away into bone-white rags, leaving a body covered over with only thick swathes of red fur, and downy feathers. His long tail is curled into a tense arc, banded fur standing on end.
The air wavers like he’s a heat mirage, not a man. He’s boiling away with absolutely stupid amounts of arcane power… and, most frighteningly, he does not seem in control of the fact that it is there and being brought to bear. It’s impossible to get any closer to him.
When he speaks, it’s quite timid. ]
Ah,
I thought… I had a little more time.
[ (and in a blinding flash of light, there is the sound of something breaking.) ]
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[ ..somewhere in the pasture, Angel Devil falls down.
His clothes have twisted away into bone-white rags, leaving a body covered over with only thick swathes of red fur, and downy feathers. His long tail is curled into a tense arc, banded fur standing on end.
The air wavers like he’s a heat mirage, not a man. He’s boiling away with absolutely stupid amounts of arcane power… and, most frighteningly, he does not seem in control of the fact that it is there and being brought to bear. It’s impossible to get any closer to him.
When he speaks, it’s quite timid. ]
Ah,
I thought… I had a little more time.
[ (and in a blinding flash of light, there is the sound of something breaking.) ]
~KRRSHHK~
[any observers will see, strangely see-through and superimposed on the scene, some kind of vast tree, illusionary roots twisting over and around to frame a door. the door itself is wrought of opaque stained glass in blacks and whites and greys; a stylized rendition of Angie in that strangely ragged, feathered form, curled in on himself, eyes closed. Angie himself is nowhere to be seen. ]
instead, a shadow . . . steps into view from behind the door. for a moment it looks like nothing so much as a second genome – then it turns, gaining features and definition with the movement. The monkey tail separates into three plumes; a ponytail unfurls into wings that lift up from the sides of the head.
Teleute(?) is here, dressed in her customary black, but there is colour in her skin, and her hair and eyes are blue. she’s frowning.]
. . . well. This is the least I can do before I go, in exchange for the safe harbor.
[she lifts her head, nodding to any observers, and gestures at the door.]
You’ll want to head in there now if you don’t wish to lose your flockmate, I think. Even the false-death of this place won’t be much help to him, if his soul is left to finish pulling itself apart.
My sisters and I can maintain the way into and out of it for you, but we were not made to knit such wounds by ourselves. Have a care.
instead, a shadow . . . steps into view from behind the door. for a moment it looks like nothing so much as a second genome – then it turns, gaining features and definition with the movement. The monkey tail separates into three plumes; a ponytail unfurls into wings that lift up from the sides of the head.
Teleute(?) is here, dressed in her customary black, but there is colour in her skin, and her hair and eyes are blue. she’s frowning.]
. . . well. This is the least I can do before I go, in exchange for the safe harbor.
[she lifts her head, nodding to any observers, and gestures at the door.]
You’ll want to head in there now if you don’t wish to lose your flockmate, I think. Even the false-death of this place won’t be much help to him, if his soul is left to finish pulling itself apart.
My sisters and I can maintain the way into and out of it for you, but we were not made to knit such wounds by ourselves. Have a care.
This could have been such a romantic moment
Stares at clown god flesh that still isn't pixels like "are you gonna eat that?"]
Re: This could have been such a romantic moment
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[She is looking him over, though, sniffing at him from close enough to touch.]
...Are you okay?
...Are you whole?
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This is... as whole as you can make me, feels like. [ ... ] That's not a shortcoming of yours.
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[ ...she has that tuft of black feather, but...
would she be able to? to try and turn the corridors of his soul to a new path for her to witness and mend?
she's already done so much for him. ultimately, it's her choice. ]
What else... is there to say?
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Are you going to wake up, after this?
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...One long, very normal, not dying, nap.
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This time.
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Oh, you'll allow it, will you.
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Then... by your leave.
[ he turns around, and walks away, fading.
...
but Azdaja's still here, in the rolling expanse of golden clouds. ]
3/3
[ there's someone else to deal with in here. someone who's been watching, presiding, this whole time.
now, what was his name, again?
after all... in this world...
names
are power. ]
~ which name to call? ~
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Cosmos!
Are you listening?!
characters i did not expect to npc for 500, alex
forming into the guise of a radiant woman. ]
[ ...before you, is, indeed, the Goddess of Harmony. ]
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Goddess of Harmony, please: Is there anything that can be done to wrest this man's soul from the grip of Chaos?
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The bind... already struggles... readies... to leave him...
All that remains... is if he shall survive it...
Chaos knows... he will no longer answer his call."
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In the Pasture, his body is whole. And his soul is...
...present?
He's died in the Pasture multiple times already, but my understanding is that it wasn't through Chaos' power that he was returned from the land of Death.
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The tether of soul to soul... Is held...
Once, by three...
Now... by two...
By Chaos...
And one other.
...His power may hold, alone. But it may also not."
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I know not his true name, to speak it."
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Can you describe him?
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The shining, pale braid he wove,
to hold your friend's soul together..."
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I do not know. I would have believed only a divine power could save that soul from oblivion...
But the world you dwell in is truly beyond my foresight."
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Believe... that a path forward... is still possible, after all..."
[ cosmos gleams her brightest, then fades to a single sparkle,
that falls down in front of az.
...it looks like it could be a fragment of the crystal of origin. ]
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