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2nd Event: Choices We Make

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Arrival

Not all characters (known as Wickie, singular or Wickies, plural) arrive at the same time, surprisingly enough! That’s life for you. Some Wickies find their way to the island at a pivotal (or very mundane) point in their life, or even after or during their death.

Wickies who were standing or walking often find themselves entering the town South Sister, located on Lighthouse Isle, through an open doorway. Those that were laying down, or sleeping, tend to be found lying prone in beds, bathtubs, showers, couches, and similar places within the cottages on Cottage Row. There’s no rhyme or reason to it all! To Wickies familiar with the era, they will realize that everything looks as if it’s come from the ‘90s.

The house which a Wickie finds themselves within could already be occupied. This includes walking into a fellow Wicke, waking up in the same location, or accidentally scaring a room full of people with their sudden appearance.

Oops.

C-C-Changes

Thankfully the fog has gone down to what it was before, a slow creeping crawl over the ground. And too, the monsters of before are gone, leaving the town much like it was before. Well...close to what it was before.

For now the season's have changed, from a lingering summer to a cooler fall.

There’s new foods to try, even if some things like lattes cause people to slip into warm boots and tie up their hair, and soups make people curl up under blankets on the couch. And it also means decorations of all sorts, made of the leaves from the forest, orange, yellow and red things and...we can not forget...

Pumpkin overflow

Pumpkins! They're everywhere. Wickies will find pumpkins infused into all sorts of things, like coffee, ice cream, even spaghetti options! It's wild.

There’s also many jack o'lanterns. They have been placed everywhere in town, outside homes, and even small ones have been made into table decorations. The Jack o lanterns have very cheerful faces, and seem to watch Wickies every single move.

That is, until a Wickie bashes or otherwise abuses a pumpkin. That's when it changes- there seem to be more of them. Their expressions change to that of anger, sadness and disgust. None of them attack- yet. But their faces become more and more horrifying, as they follow the Wickie more and more- outside of the bathroom perhaps, or found on top of them as the Wickie wakes up in the middle of the night.

It shouldn't matter right? They're only pumpkins.

What a ride

Funny enough, with the pumpkin invasion, there also comes a dull colored horse wandering about the island. Its head is drooped, and it looks depressed and lonely. The horse is tame on approach and will accept pats and treats, even from those who are obviously not human.

But it also wants something, for all that it seems to be begging for attention. It wants someone to ride them, seems to even be begging for it with its big eyes. The horse will help Wickies to figure out how to mount; it will even stand beside the Town Center benches, rocks, or even go down in order to make it possible for the Wickie to get onto the horse’s back.

That’s when it changes. The Wickie is immediately wrapped in chains from their barrel to the Wickie’s waist. The horse turns a coal black and the Wickie’s clothing changes into that of a soldier's uniform, with a hand either holding a whip modeled after a human spine, or a jack o'lantern.

The Wickie cannot get off the horse on their own, no matter how much they struggle. As the horse moves throughout the town, they will go anywhere from a walk to a full canter, seemingly impervious to any magic or physical attacks. The same cannot be said for their unfortunate rider.

If the rider is hit, or simply in pain, the Wickie will feel an impulse that grows and grows until they scream a name of someone in town, someone they know.

And the named will drop, paralyzed. Paralyzed wickie are likely to die within minutes, more so if they are too close to horse and rider. The horse will happily trample anyone on the ground to death.

Even without the impulse, should the Wickie rider use anyone’s name, that person will drop, paralyzed, and unable to breathe.

There is only one way to possibly save the rider: scatter golden objects in their path. The horse will shriek, and promptly buck the rider off, before running away. Just make sure to catch the rider, or at least cushion their fall: they have no way of saving themselves until they hit the ground.

Heart game: confession

Current residents of the island may remember this particular beeping alert, and how it doesn’t go away, no matter what they do! That is, unless they open up the Heart Game, and answer the question.

Welcome back everyone! It’s so good to see you again! Now let’s play that game, Confession! And the question isssssss…

How do you celebrate the changing seasons! Don't be shy!

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[Having spent a great deal of time on a moisture farm, IG-11 had observed Kuiil exhibit such behavior when attempting to coax and comfort the animals he cared for. If the Ugnaught had spoken to his crops before, the droid hadn't seen it.]

Are you conversing with the vegetation?

[He's curious, more than anything.]

Edited 2020-09-19 06:22 (UTC)

ARRIVAL.

[ Kyuhyuk doesn't know whether to feel delighted or confused when faced with the situation: opening the door he had expected a familiar face trembling in the remains of their changing room, but instead he's met with a different building entirely. He blinks thrice, believing that his eyes may be deceiving him; not lacking any surprise in his expression.

He bites his bottom lip, an uncomfortable itch in the back of his neck he's unable to scratch slowly growing unnoticeable until he can catch his breath. He exhales a belated sigh, and then closes the door...

To open it again, checking the room from left to right. He tries a second time, only to be met with the same result. The reality of the situation sinks into his chest, weighing down his shoulders, and he may just look like a lost puppy as his brows curve in mild confusion. ] Um... [ It's only now that he also takes into account that someone is here, his gaze meeting their's for a split second before bashfully looking away. ] Is there a camera around here... ?

[ is he getting punk'd ]

PUMPKINS.

[ Kyuhyuk can be found examining a jack o'lantern with a skeptical gaze. One hand holding a latte while the other is formed into a fist, resting below his chin.

He leans to one side and examines the eyes that slowly move with him, his lips deepening into an uncomfortable frown before taking a step back. That's definitely cursed and he doesn't have any holy water to throw at it, and even if he tries to pretend there aren't several staring at him now despite having never lifted a finger of malice he can hardly take a sip of his drink before awkwardly glancing elsewhere.

Sorry if he happens to be staring at you in particular for too long. ]

HEART GAME.

[ He almost expected the notification to be from Phater, somewhat disappointed but also welcoming the distraction with open arms. ]

I can't say that I've ever celebrated it differently from any other day...
I was either at work or in school ^^;;

Though my mother did make the seasons changing an excuse to cook more stew

WILDCARD.

( or throw whatever you'd like! if there's something specific you want to try feel free to pm me or hmu at vongaribaldi )

[ What's going on out here? Pyrrha hears some commotion, right outside of someone's home, and she's smelling something...burning...huh. That can't be good.

She goes to investigate, fully intending to offer her assistance. It isn't until she sees a familiar red cape -- though that hairstyle doesn't line up with the Ruby she last remembers, nor does her slightly older appearance -- but there's no mistaking it. ]

Ruby?

[ She walks closer, and upon seeing her friend, her tenative expression turns into a full-on grin. ]

Ruby! You're here!

[ She really shouldn't be happy about this, but she is. ]

a. arrival

[ the moment of arrival for flat is not one that is graceful by any means. to put it simply, it's like he fell from the sky.

or from the nearby tree in the park, to be more specific. but the logistics of it are the same. there's a young man of almost twenty years of age falling--only a pile of dried leaves cushioning his fall, and barely. ]

[ but as he sits up, you may notice the amount of blood that is on him. mostly on his vest and other parts of his clothes, but even his hands have blood on them as well.

he looks fine however.

but, as if not noticing that fact, he'll lock eyes with whoever is closest to him, and call out for them: ]

b. pumpkin overflow

[ well, flat isn't a savage by any means whatsoever, so something like hurting the pumpkins is absolutely out of the question when it comes to him. he finds them endearing, actually, occasionally stopping to take a picture of one that looks particularly cute.

but he can tell. they're watching. ]

[ it doesn't matter whether the other character wanted to speak to him or not. he'll engage regardless. ]

c. what a ride

[ once again, it's almost as if flat's skills had well-prepared him for the horror genre.

by perhaps making him into something that should come out of a horror video game, considering how still he is, staring at the horse that is nearby.

....

ah. ]

[ a hollow tone, and an equally hollow stare. he's not reaching out to stop the other character if they want to go towards the horse, but...should you really ignore a warning like that? ]

d. heart game

when the seasons are changing i rly like watching scary movies! getting ready for halloween and stuff! just like this weird place! hbu?

Edited 2020-09-19 06:48 (UTC)

Mm?

( a soft noise escapes him in half-surprise. how did six know he was around? it's not like kogitsunemaru was staring in his direction, nor did he make himself known in any way. he also wasn't trying to sneak around--- not with the jack o' lanterns watching him. despite their somewhat friendly appearance, a part of kogi felt... uneasy, to the point where his hand casually rests on the grip of his sword. his vessel. )

No, not at all. ( a beat, and then he smiles lightly. ) Perhaps one of these do.

( he gives one of the large pumpkins at his feet a gentle nudge. )

Though, I don't know what one would want.

[If Connor were privy to IG-11's internal readouts, he would have objected to one word. "Life". As things stand, he finds himself with plenty to observe. The uncovered casing. The stiff, robotic gait. A machine, clearly—but just as obviously, not one of Cyberlife's design.

He tilts his head, scanning more closely.]

Connor model #313 248 317-60.

[Two fingers come up to tap at his jacket's right side as he speaks—where the same serial number, prefaced with a large RK800 glows from the material. Apart from the clearly branded outfit and a small, blinking light at his right temple, the android looks visually human.]

What are you?

arrival.

[One moment, she's running for her life from a killer clown throwing his weird gaseous bottles at her, causing her vision to blur and her head to feel light and her body sluggish, and all she can do is duck through the doorway of what she assumes to be the killer shack, and the next she can suddenly breathe again, the air is clear, the thrum of her heart in her chest is still ever present, but lesser now. There's... a town, in front of her. An actual town, and Kate has to stop, to stare, in clothing so blood splattered that it makes her look like she's come out of a thriller movie.

The blood is all her own, though, and some of the cuts on her body are still bleeding as she stands there, awestruck in the moment. The pain itself feels dull. Far away.]

What in the world?

[Her voice is notably breathless, but there's a note to it, of wonder, of awe, and she doesn't even realize it as tears start streaming down her face and she herself feels like she could just collapse where she stands. It's... been a long time, since she's seen the sun, she realizes suddenly.]

changes.

[Even later, once she's got her head together, Kate still can't believe her situation. The fog that rolls in, she expects it to creep about her ankles mid-morning stroll, expects to be whisked away into a trial and a fight for her life that she may or may not loose.

Nothing like that happens. Even after a few minutes, a few hours, but she still looks shaken, arms gripping herself, a way to self sooth, and the first person she sees is who she flags down. A conversation to soothe her nerves. Anything.]

Hey there, sugar. Would you mind terribly just sittin' an' chattin' with me for a bit?

[Her smile is soft, friendly, even if her posture otherwise says she's ready to bolt at any moment.]

what a ride.

[The horse alarms it. It reminds her of Maurice, the horse in Father Campbell's Chapel, though this one isn't bleeding from the mouth, burnt and missing half its face. Doesn't have another eye, embedded in its head.

Mostly, she doesn't like how it's acting. It's not natural. She's grown up around horses, at the family ranch. And should anyone seem like they're about to ride it, she'll grab them by the shoulder firmly in an attempt to hold them in place.]

Don't. There's somethin' not right about that animal.

heartgame.

It's been a long time since I've celebrated the changing seasons. Used to go up to Yellowstone every winter to climb the frozen waterfalls there with my family. Other than that, the traditional Thanksgiving and Halloween for Autumn, Christmas in December, things like that.

wildcard.

[Have something in mind? Go for it! Kate has her guitar with her, and it's very likely she'll make her way into a populated area to put on a one person concert. She'll likely be singing some kind of hopeful tune, of joy or family.

Feel free to pm this journal or hit up

yakule on plurk if you'd like your own starter!]

Edited 2020-09-19 07:02 (UTC)

( harrow has been avoiding the various seasonal confections with dreadful severity — call it either a proper drearburh upbringing or ingrained aescetism (or both), but she abhors an over-suffusion of taste. in her perception of the universe, food and drink is meant to be perfunctory, and anything more was an indulgence dancing along the edge of blasphemy. but she is very, very far away from the time-worn stone and groaning metal of the ninth's ancestral halls, and the culture shock from even canaan house to this place had been enough to incapacitate her for several hours.

now recovered (much with the help of an insatiable need for answers), she goes to sate her curiosity by whatever means necessary.

kyuhyuk's attention might be too singularly focused on the glowering jack-o'-lantern to notice that he seems to have attracted company. though, in truth, it had been the pumpkin itself which had drawn her attention: she, too, had seen how the eyes of it and several around it had suddenly fixated on this stranger, and that had elicited both suspicion and interest. now she stands at his elbow, slightly behind him, her painted face pressed into mistrustful expression as she studies the obviously-haunted gourd. but regardless of how she tries, she can't seem to know for certain whether or not some desperately-clinging shred of malicious spirit clung to the damn thing. )

It doesn't appear to be the work of a revenant. ( though she's a piss-poor spirit magician, so take that with a grain of salt — harrow's certainty could only be found in osseous construction. now she turns her wary gaze towards kyuhyuk. ) Though it is obviously staring at you.

( they all are. she's noticed it as well, though she doesn't mention it, or at least not right now. instead, there is an obvious question in her piercing, pitch-black gaze: what did you do? )

[ Wu Xie was in the middle of prepping for supper - a large pot of water just starting to simmer, a large knife in hand as he laid out a large chunk of tofu, a grinning pumpkin sitting on top of the fridge. He started as the door open, his grip on the knife tightening as his other hand reached for the pot's lid.

Then the door swung shut and he snorted, placing the knife down as he wiped his hands on a towel. The second time the door opened, he was right in front of the door and holding out a square of chòu dòufu. ]

You're just in time! Try this and tell me what you think.

I think it was probably specific to fall, but gardening isn't so bad, is it?

I always find there to be something rewarding about finishing a hard day's work.

[...Ah, well then. That was not something that she expected at all in the slightest bit. Which is why her brows scrunch slightly as she watches it all happen in front of her eyes.

Rest in pieces, Maebara Keiichi.

But now she's going to try and shake him awake.]

Kei-chan! Kei-chan... wake up...!!

[That's more important than the fact that they sure woke up together in a bathtub with no explanation as to why.]

[A]rrival

Memory check complete. Maintenance mode complete. YoRHa unit 2B... Activate. Good morning, 2B.

[ The words that reach her auditory sensors are crystal clear and coming from really close—as soon as she opens her eyes, 2B will realize that she's been holding Pod 042 close to her chest. ]

Scan the area for... [ She sits up in the bathtub, slightly confused about her surroundings despite knowing that all of her systems are operational. ] ...for other android units.

[ While Pod 042 is performing the scan, she reaches for a bottle of shampoo. Since she's unfamiliar with this kind of a container and the substance inside it, 2B tries to examine it from every possible angle. ]

No more...tears.

[ Don't mind her, she's just a fully clothed android sitting in a bathtub trying to examine hygiene products. ]

Pumpkin ov[E]rflow

[ It appears that 2B made a grave mistake earlier; even though she tried not to express it, a grinning pumpkin that had been following her made her feel somewhat uneasy. Needlessly to say, it met its miserable end with one swift kick. What 2B didn't predict is that in place of one grinning pumpkin, three other jack-o'-lanterns appeared. And they were just as persistent about following her. ]

Proposal: Engaging in combat is not recommended.

[ She can tell that much even without Pod 042's advice. Yet it doesn't change the fact that she doesn't like being observed like this. Not that she'll let it show in her behavior. If she happens to notice someone who's about to destroy one of the pumpkins on accident or purpose, she'll attempt to stop them. ]

Don't.

[ The three pumpkins behind her seem to be pretty amused. ]

Heart [G]ame

It has never been required for completing a mission, therefore I do not engage in this kind of activity.

[ She's not exactly sure what this is about in the first place, to be honest. She won't be getting any orders here, but old habits die hard. ]

[W]ildcard

[ If you want to thread out something entirely else, feel free to hit me up to talk things out! You can find me at koohii for plotting. ]

— pumpkin overflow

[ these decorations are a lot, spilling over everywhere in this blasted town. it seems impossible to order a coffee without being asked if you're sure you wouldn't rather try the seasonal variant, and several otherwise brilliant pathways to the rooftops have been rendered near impossible to access due to the sheer number of pumpkins everywhere.

Kate's fingers twitch each time she rounds a corner and finds herself confronted with yet another army of jack o'lanterns. the carved faces do nothing to stop the simmering irritation in her gut as she walks — yes, walks, because she's effectively grounded by terrible decorative planning — past them, trying and failing to ignore the lingering sensation of being watched by things that barely come up to her ankle.

it's only when she sees a bunch stacked atop a wall which makes a really good jumping off point for a shortcut to where she lives here that the impatience at this farce of celebration kicks into full gear, and she gives up on any sort of pretense of giving a fuck about the state of these pumpkins.

they're only pumpkins, after all.

she takes a running leap and launches herself higher with a foot on the wall, knocking two pumpkins out of her way, the sensation of eyes at her back somehow intensifying but, well, whatever. it's just her imagination. just the odd little tricks of this place trying to keep her off kilter. nothing actually worth worrying about. she won't let this place get to her, won't let herself believe that pumpkins can really watch her, because that's just stupid. bonkers. the set-up for a really shitty joke.

but it's harder to deny the thuds behind her as she skitters over a rooftop and towards the cottages. she throws a glance over her shoulder before dropping down — probably just someone else up here, right? ]

What the fu—

[ it isn't. and while it may be easy for someone walking by to avoid one woman as she jumps off a rooftop, the twenty or so pumpkins following her?

well, that might be a little messier. ]

— heart game

[ um.
what.
will this thing fuck off already? ]

i don't. that's a thing people do?

— wildcard

[ hit me with anything! there's an info section in her journal if you want to know more about her ~~it's a bit rough but it exists~~, or you can contact me at 𝚗𝚌𝚕#8071 / isanghae instead. ]

(1.) Changes

He'd told himself he wouldn't get distracted by the world around him, but... it's almost impossible not to, isn't it? The seasonal change isn't new, but it's not... actually the season he was in before. And there's something... strange about this place. Almost familiar, but he can't grasp at why, exactly.

In any case, he's gotten hung up at one of the drink counters, staring at the vast array of pumpkin and holiday themed drinks with... no idea what he's doing. A heavy sigh escapes him and broad shoulders lower in some measure of frustration.

"... This isn't even where I should be." With the soft-spoken words, he shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair.

(2.) Pumpkin Overflow

"This is..." Donar's lips purse as he kneels down, inspecting one of the myriad jack o' lanterns. "... incredibly creepy, wouldn't you say?" The particular lantern he's kneeling before has a manic grin on its face, and... definitely does give the appearance of watching in the worst way.

(3.) Heart Game

I don't much celebrate season changes. When I did, it was mostly small celebrations, shared with important people and given to quiet chats about the rest of the year.

I am Eyegee-Eleven. A nurse droid.

[The stranger's introduction forces IG-11 to reassess his initial diagnostic. The glowing letters and numbers that have manifested on his jacket are written in a different script than IG-11's accustomed to, but for some reason it doesn't require translation. Curious.]

Arkay-Atehundred. You are a human replica droid?

Pumpkins don't talk. Unless you've manage to contact their god?

[Geri looks somewhat interested in the possibility of the latter.]

Edited 2020-09-19 12:49 (UTC)

[Ask and ye shall receive. A taller machine enters the room. Judging by the tile on the floor and the contraptions installed within this room, IG-11 realizes this is another human refresher. But upon seeing the woman in the bathtub, he seems to realize his folly.

There's a moment's pause before the droid speaks up.]

Please pardon my intrusion. I did not exercise proper protocol.

[Meaning he should have knocked first.]

Arrival
[Geri comes through a doorway with the look of someone who obviously expected to end up somewhere... not here. She looks out at the street with a look of confusion on her face for a brief moment. Then the confusion melts into an expression of regal disdain]

Well this will not do. You, there. Tell me how to get back to the Blessed Isle immediately. I have a meeting with my grandmother.

Pumpkins
[Geri is sitting on a bench holding one of the jack-o-lanterns up to study it with obvious fascination. She tilts it from one side to the other, and turns it around a few times]

Odd. Seems a bit of a pointless waste of food though. And a bit too iconographic for proper Immaculates.

[She makes a thoughtful noise deep in her throat. Then she looks up and notices you for the first time]

Do you know the purpose of these?

Heart Game

Certainly not with annoying beeping noises.
[Those reading the texts as they pop up will notice a long pause]
Since apparently that wasn't enough of an answer, then with proper celebrations to the gods of the particular season. Led by the monks of the local temples. Then, often elaborate parties with my House or others.

Now will you stop making those annoying noises?

Edited 2020-09-19 13:03 (UTC)

a. arrival
[He opens a door and he's somewhere else.

This isn't the strangest thing that's happened to Natori Shuuichi. This isn't even the first time that he's ended up in a strange room today. His momentary expression of surprise quickly shifts to exasperation, and with a quick glance of the room around him-- dusty run-down looking building, person he doesn't know, nothing atypical here-- he stops halfway through the doorway, one hand still holding the knob ready to tug it shut, the other drifting casually inside his jacket pocket to feel for a paper charm. He smiles, practiced and insincere.]

Ah, is this your home? Sorry for intruding.

b. pumpkins
[There's a grown ass man having a staring contest with a jack-o-lantern.

He adjusts his glasses as he stares a cheerful pumpkin in the not-face, squinting suspiciously, and then suddenly slaps a piece of paper-- long and thin, with intricately inked calligraphy on it-- onto the top of the pumpkin. You may recognize it as an ofuda, though the characters written on it are illegible.

Now there's a grown ass man having a staring contest with a jack-o-lantern that has a piece of paper stuck in front of its eyes. Hopefully that doesn't count as abusing a pumpkin.]

c. heart game
[He's got a... combination pager/PDA? that keeps beeping at him until he manages to navigate to the heart game. Even though he's never seen a youkai be this attached to new technology, it feels like the kind of weird situation that would come up with dealing with one. After painstakingly hunting-and-pecking his way across the keyboard--]

testing

I like festivals. Want to join?

So what if someone tried to get rid of staring jack o lanterns by eating them

I play serious characters with serious methods

[ It's not the first time Ruby has seen someone come back from...something they shouldn't have come back from. Unlike Penny, though, Pyrrha looks just like she did that day at the top of the tower, when Ruby had gotten there too late. Minus...certain things.

Ruby herself doesn't. Like Pyrrha has noticed, she looks older. A little bit taller, her hair a little choppier in a different cut, and perhaps a little more mature - but she's still identifiably Ruby.

It's clear she didn't expect to see Pyrrha - there's no way Ruby Rose could hide that... ]

Pyrrha? [ Is she, like. REAL. ] What are you...

I mean, in GENERAL it's not so bad, but in spring there's soooooooo many weeds. Weeding is the worst part of gardening, okay!

[ Arrival ]

[Aqua steps into the portal that will lead back into the Dark Realm, her Heart much more at ease than it has been in a long, long time. How could it be otherwise when she finally has Terra and Ven by her side again?

As long as her friends are with her facing the long Darkness is no hardship.

…Except, when the portal's flash of brightness clears from her vision, she doesn't find herself on the grey paths in the eternal Darkness.]

Wha…?

[A house? How is she in a house rather than her, their intended destination?

She blinks twice behind the shield of her helmet, then lets her armour disappear in a burst of light before looking around the strange hallway. Wherever she is, it's not the Dark Realm…]

Terra? Ven?

[The fact that neither of her friends is right by her side… it makes the knot her gut twist with unease. They are fine. She is fine. There is no need to worry, not yet.

She needs to focus on finding out where she is, first of all. Then what went wrong. One step at the time.]

Excuse me? [She raises her voice a little to address the residents of this place.] There's been a mistake; I'm terribly sorry to intrude…

[That should help make contact with whoever owns this place, right? Right.]

[ Pumpkin Overflow ]

[It's been a long while since Aqua had any chance the celebrate Halloween and the idea of the holiday makes her almost giddy. It has been a long while since she's had any chance to make any of her pumpkin recipes.

You may find her humming in the kitchen as she works on rolling out the crust for a pumpkin pie…

Or maybe she'll find you in the process of abusing those charming jack o'lanterns? Better get ready to face her displeasure then, though!]

[ What a Ride ]

[Aqua may or may not have fed the horse an apple or two – it reflects back the loneliness that she knows so intimately well herself and the way it lets her stroke her hand along its jaw and back is hopefully comfort to them both.

The way it nudges at her shoulder or gently bites her sleeve as if to pull her away and show her something… is it a hint?]

…Is there something that I need to see?

[When the horse meets her eyes for just a moment before lowering its head, she exhales slowly before nodding to herself.]

…All right. I trust you.

[She swings herself onto the horse's back with little trouble, one hand taking hold of its mane as she relaxes into the seat… before tensing and shouting in alarm when the horse changes and chains her to itself.

The change of her cloths doesn't even register, not when there is suddenly the whip in her hand. The horror of holding a something so clearly fashioned after the human spine makes bile rise up until she can taste it.]

What are you doing?! Release me!

[Unfortunately, the horse is not inclined to react to Aqua's demand. Instead it starts to trot, slowly winning speed. Help her, please?]

It's usually a good idea to propitate the gods in their proper seasons if nothing else.

[ Shaking someone who probably has a concussion (not really) is the last thing she should be doing, and he makes a series of gurgling groans as he's shake back to the land of the living. ]

Ghghghghghghgh... grghlgrghlgrghl...

[ He shakes his head and snaps himself out of it, rubbing his poor, abused forehead. ]

Mion... where are we?

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2nd Event: Choices We Make

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kyuhyuk lee | buried stars

ii!

flat escardos | fate/strange fake

ii

Arrival

Kate Denson | Dead By Daylight

🎃

arrival

Heart Game - UN: Steelwall

no subject

2B | nier: automata

kate galloway × original

Donar | Original | Will match format

no subject

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[A]rrival

Geri Mnemon | Exalted

Natori Shuuichi | Natsume Yuujinchou

Re: Questions

now to dance around [ Redacted ]

no subject

Aqua | Kingdom Hearts

heart game

no subject