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TDM 007

content warnings for this TDM include: violence, potential death, body horror, physical transformation, loss of senses, loss of autonomy

⏵ arrival⏴



Arrival does not happen as Aurora usually plans for it. New characters are introduced to the AI, then informed of a mission that they are required to participate in before they can return to their home base of Etraya. A world called Aphaia is falling apart, and while there is nothing they can do to resolve this broken world, they can participate in the Gamerunner's Stratagem.

Their mission is simple: step through the glowing purple portal that Aurora creates once they've had time to listen to her, and survive until a similar portal reopens in front of them, allowing them to return to Etraya. The Gamerunner's Stratagem is something they have been working on building for quite some time. She informs all newcomers that they will not be present on this world that long: their exit will appear to them exactly when it's meant to, allowing them to meet the others who have been recruited to save their worlds. She provides each and every arrival with an earpiece, allowing them to communicate with the other Etrayans. Aurora suggests taking a bag full of supplies along with them, which she will fill with a few generic items as well as any specific items they may need: synthetic blood for vampires, protein bars for those who may burn through calories faster, medication for anyone who requires it.


⏵ aphaia ⏴


Aphaia is a neon-lit, chaotic planet. Cameras are everywhere, every action and inaction is judged by the 'audience'. Towering holograms advertise upcoming events while flashing leader boards track the most "popular" players. Contestants are thrown into challenges, many of which are games of skill, survival, and deception all to keep the viewers entertained. Not participating is an option! However, avoiding playing along and not putting on a show will quickly cause participants' score to go down, and scores that reach zero? Well.

Unfortunately, there are only so many resources left on Aphaia. Their wildlife has died off, their planet is falling apart, and most others in this galaxy were either destroyed from the inside out, or warring planets trying to gain control of remaining resources destroyed them to avoid others getting involved. Their natural resources are depleted, and only those who manage to keep their scores up are given the luxury of having any supplies. As soon as one steps foot on Aphaia, as soon as they breathe, they intake nanotechnology which tracks their oxygen consumption, their food, everything they do or need. As soon as their scores reach zero?

They disappear. There one moment, and completely gone the next. Their communicators go offline, and while everything they were carrying will be left behind, no one will be able to find them. They are simply--gone, erased from existence.

This is a death and counts as a death as outlined in the game FAQ! Please keep this in mind.

"Points" that go towards their total score will be assigned to contestants from the moment they drop down on planet. This will be visible using the HUD on their earpiece, and will be randomized at the beginning. For the sake of the TDM, we ask that no one be assigned Paragon initially, but you're free to use other ranks!

The possible rankings are:

100: PARAGON
99-80: LUMINARY
79-70: CHAMPION
69-50: CONTENDER
49-30: UNDERLING
30-0: SHADE

Ranks may change daily, or even hourly depending on the kind of situation one has found themselves in. Are they having a very public break up in which it comes out that they wronged their ex? They may go from a Champion to a Shade before they can even blink. Did they save a defenseless reporter from the big bad villain of the week? They may find themselves quickly elevated up to Luminary and given all the benefits that comes with being upper class. The world is their oyster, they only need to figure out how they'd like to utilize it!

Aphaia is broken up into four districts.

The Colosseum is a dynamic battle arena where combatants fight for entertainment, with shifting environments controlled by the audience. Victories earn points, while losses depend on performance.

The Symposium is a lavish social hub for top contestants, where alliances and betrayals are made under the audience’s watchful eye.

The Agora is the public center of Aphaia, where contestants engage with the audience through polls, interviews, and challenges to maintain popularity. It also houses the contestants in high-rise apartments.

And Backalleys provide hidden spaces with intentional blind spots for secret dealings, though the Gamerunner is always aware of what happens there.


⏵ st★rlight soirée ⏴


Something special is happening in the Colosseum. Lights flicker as the arena shifts, rearranging itself into a grand, glittering ballroom - if a ballroom had stadium seating, paparazzi drones, and an ever-changing floor plan designed to disorient those within it. Silver chandeliers pulse with artificial starlight, their glow refracted through the crystalline floors. Music swells, but it sounds - unnatural. It thrums through your veins, setting your blood alight with the urge to dance.

Why is the ballroom designed as if intentionally put together to throw off one's balance? Well, it's time for the Panopticon Prom, of course!

The Panopticon Prom isn't just an adventure in dancing and impressing your most recent crush. It's a test of endurance, cunning, grace, and charm. The floor beneath your feet moves as if it has a mind of it's own, shifting to the beat like a living creature all of it's own. It tilts, undulates, even vanishing in sections to keep dancers on edge. After all, it's difficult to keep up one's pace if they're falling through a hole in the floor to the foam pit below.

Drones zip through the air, catching every stumble, every misstep, and every attempt to throw off others on the dance floor. This is a competition, after all; and what fun is a dance battle without having the freedom to thwart someone else on their road to victory?

The rules are simple:
  • You must dance with a partner. This can be an ally, an enemy, or someone you intend on using as a stepping stone to victory. It matters not, as long as you have one hand (or limb) on them at all times.
  • The longer you last, the better your chances. Endurance is the name of the game, meaning one must pace themselves on the dance floor. While epic twirls and impressive moves will garner more attention, it may also hurt your chances in the long run.
  • You may sabotage others by throwing them off balance, but keep in mind: everything is televised, and it won't stay secret for long.
  • The arena adapts to the chaos. Expect sudden obstacles, environmental shifts, and sudden changes in the music's tempo. Gravity may shift, walls may close in, but participants can't let that stop them - they must continue to dance, if they wish to win.
The audience is watching. Who will make the final cut and become Prom King and Queen? Everyone is vying for the titles: it doesn't matter what rank you started at when you joined the Panopticon Prom. Whoever wins becomes a Paragon until their points drop. There aren't many opportunities to sail through the rankings, but this is a sure way to do it. As long as they can keep up.


⏵ casino royale ⏴


Out in the Agora, another popular quarterly event is being set up! The Casino Royale has been destroyed countless times, but it seems as if the Gamerunner just can't let it go - every time it gets knocked down, it gets rebuilt.

There is one rule. One must take a turn at the revolving wheel just inside the door as their entry fee, and whatever the wheel lands on, they must maintain until they exit the building for the night. Sometimes, this is easier: an effect they have no control over and cannot undo even if they wanted to. Sometimes, this is more difficult: an assigned task they must complete. Failure to abide by the wheel once means receiving a penalty. Twice? Certain death if caught by any employee.

The wheel's effects are as follows:

1 You must speak entirely in rhyme. 2 Your body has become unnaturally delicate. The smallest injury hurts like a fatal wound.
3 You must avoid stepping into any sources of light. Doing so causes massive burns to appear on any area of your skin where light has touched. 4 You have been transformed into an animal! You can still think as you had before, but you cannot speak or communicate easily.
5 You have been cursed with supernatural strength, but cannot control it. 6 Time doesn't flow normally for you anymore. Each mistake you make makes you visibly younger, slowly erasing your experiences, skills, or even memories.
7 You can no longer form your own words, but only repeat what others have said to you. 8 You cannot meet another person's gaze.
9 You can no longer turn around, physically or metaphorically. If you try to return where you came from, you'll find that the pathway no longer exists. 10 You are given a specific letter that you must avoid using out loud entirely. "A"? Better hope you know enough words without one.
11 Every time you speak, your words come true - but never in the way you intended. Trying to control this is futile; the monkey's paw curls with every new sentence. 12 Within the casino, you lose the ability to feel anything. No pain, no pleasure, no warmth, and no cold. At first it may feel like a blessing - until you realize you cannot feel hunger, or tell if you're injured.
13 Regardless of if you've drunken anything, you still act inebriated. The effect only gets worse the longer you stay. 14 No one can see you. You are invisible, even if you are still able to reach out and touch or converse with those around you.
15 Any special ability you have is gone. You are reduced down to what an average human being is capable of - regardless of if you are human. 16 Violent impulses become impossible to ignore. You are rage incarnate, and you will be heard.
17 Every time you make a decision - to walk into an area, to start a conversation, anything, a small thread pulls loose from your clothing or your skin. Keep making choices, and you may become entirely undone. 18 You may speak freely, but for every syllable you say, your ability to hear slowly fades. You may want to watch your word count - too many, and you may not be able to hear at all.
19 Perhaps you arrived with a friend, or beside a stranger. It matters not: whoever came in either just before or just after you, you feel a powerful urge to protect them to the point of aggression. 20 Love is in the air - at least it is for you. Every time you meet someone's gaze, you feel the need to try and make them fall in love with you, through whatever means necessary.


The casino is alive with the hum of conversation, the clink of glasses, and the steady whirl of the roulette wheels. Golden chandeliers cast a warm glow over velvet-lined tables, where fortunes are made and lost with the flick of a wrist. But something feels. . . off.

The dealers never blink. The cards never seem random. And the house always wins - always. Maybe it's just paranoia, or maybe this casino is something more than just a den of chance. Tonight, you're not here just to play; you're here on a mission.

You've arrived dressed to kill, blending into the sea of bodies filling the casino's floors. But you're not here to win points or boost your social standing - you're here to win intel. Somewhere in this casino is a single flash drive containing information on just how Aphaia maintains their system. The only problem? The House knows someone is coming for it. After all, they're well-aware of the game: whoever retrieves the flash drive will obtain information on how to flip the script, to change the rules of the game to fit their wants and needs, rather than following the current Gamerunner. After all, this is the Gamerunner's Stratagem that Aurora has sent them out on! Many apply for 'employment' within the Casino Royale in hopes of getting insider information on where the flash drive is hidden and what it looks like. However, it seems that even the employees have no clue where it has been hidden.

⏵ NOTES ⏴


This is an extension of our Aphaia Mission! We have included enough information in this post that catching up to current in game logs isn't necessary to play with it, but you are welcome to use any part of the Aphaia setting in your prompts as you'd like. Current players are also welcome to bring the events from this TDM into their in-game threads.

This mission can happen outside of time as needed! Incoming characters will find themselves introduced to Aphaia as they arrive. Current characters may find Aurora calling on them to visit Aphaia after the current mission for the Gamerunner's Stratagem.

Characters already in game are welcome to post to the TDM, too! Please mark them as current characters in your header. Threads can be kept as game canon as long as both characters get into the game!

Please direct all questions relating to this log to our mod queries comment! All other questions can be directed to our FAQ.

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[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-04-14 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
(If not her telling him, someone else would most likely have. She just has a certain... Way with things, to put it nicely. There was no telepathy in her suggestion for him to follow, which kind of makes it a little funny to consider.

Once he's finally caught up though, her rhythm slows down a little, the constant clicking of heels more spaced as she shrugs one shoulder.)


I was dead, but that was solved back home, too. You'll get used to the concept. Do you mind if I take a looksie so I know what to fill you in on?

(And here, she's taking his arm to loop with hers, because she just is This Person.)
Edited (I PRESSED REPLY TOO FAST) 2025-04-14 19:39 (UTC)
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[personal profile] laserguy 2025-04-14 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Starting in the backstreets might work...?

[Although, Summers, how are you going to stop a crime, really? Use your optic blasts? Okay, well, that will stop the crime, but that will also stop their lives from functioning and he really doesn't want to kill anyone. Although... he doesn't have to shoot at the actual person, maybe if he hits something nearby or just shows off his powers, that will be enough to scare them? It's not the worst idea, hopefully.

He has to worry about his points too.]


I. Yeah. Sure. [Spoken like someone that is truly confident about fighting on the colosseum.] I have something kind of unique. How about you?
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[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-04-14 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I was going to give it back, but with that comment, I might just keep it for myself.

(Maybe. She did enjoy the look.

So, probably not. Probably yes? She hasn't decided yet. Sporting the sweetest smile on her lips, she loops her arm with his, another sets on his shoulder (nice) as she nods once, letting him lead them out of his place.

Naturally, her score is remarkably nice. A little attention of the right reporter at the right time for no apparent reason whatsoever, her looks, more attention and shifted perception, and she's dandy. It's not ridiculously high, but it's comfortable to maintain considering all the five thousand headaches she's had in such short time.)


Good enough that it's my treat. How's yours?
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[personal profile] fireboost 2025-04-14 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ what an odd reply. he suggested it—was he not expecting to participate himself? ]

I'm not worried.

[ blaze's response is immediate, and she... doesn't sound worried. she's quite capable in combat, especially from having to protect her own world from those who would cause her people harm. what could the colosseum possibly throw at her that she couldn't handle? instead, she's more focused on her partner. she'll have to give him a good look up and down when they're finally face to face. ]

Shall we meet in front of the building?
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[personal profile] laserguy 2025-04-14 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh, what?

[Scott tilts his head at Shadow, cocking an eyebrow him at the abrupt question. The hedgehog doesn't look mad, but maybe just a little suspicious?? Guess they're pretty much strangers and Scott's been offering to go to the arcade and watch shows with him, but honestly, all of that came naturally. Just sort of easy to lightly bully someone that is almost as much of a freak as him.

Yeah, almost.]


Nothing? [Maybe a companion here in this strange stupid world, but he can't admit that!! That's way too mushy for him. Nah, have it play it off like the cool teenager that he 100% is.] This is just important stuff man, like I said.
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not for long......

[personal profile] fireboost 2025-04-14 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he's kind of drawing this out longer, but if it can't be helped, it simply can't.

blaze withdraws her hand, pulling herself up to her feet as a small sneeze comes from the ground, resulting in a crack.

she tilts her head. could it be...?

ah, well, she'll walk alongside the sound of sniffling and chuffing as well as she can, her eats twitching as she tries to keep track of where shadow is headed—and usher any others away from possibly stepping on him. ]
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[personal profile] fireboost 2025-04-14 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ blaze follows silver's gaze to see who he's indicating, though it doesn't take much to guess who. ]

Hmm? That's Marine. She's... a friend of ours who's very passionate about adventuring.

[ give her a minute to get over the friend bit, but she smiles in a way that feels kind of... exasperated, almost? it seems like this marine must get into all kinds of trouble for blaze to give a reaction like that, but she still looks fond as she looks over the group.

but yeah, okay, let her sigh, bringing a hand up to the bridge of her nose like she's got a headache. ]


After this, even though we tell her to stay behind, she still finds her way into danger somehow.
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[personal profile] hurtling 2025-04-14 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
( for now he remained silent, opting to look around the space surrounding them with a curious glance before he returned his attention back to shadow. he wasn't exactly fully aware of what he was getting roped into but given he was new and he had yet to truly learn about this place, he supposed what was the harm in things.

not like anything mattered to him at the very end of the day. )


Sure right, you want to take care of that? As for that, any that'll fit.

( he might have seem a bit more on the taller side but he was rather slim considering his terrible diet as of late. as long as it wasn't a skirt and tube top, he's sure he'll pull it off regardless but— )

Uh how exactly are we getting the attire anyways?
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[personal profile] fireboost 2025-04-14 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
And why would she make Amy lead when she's the one who requested her hand? Instead, as she begins to lead their dance in elegant steps, Blaze seems to be looking more forward to the chatting aspect that they'll share.

"Good. Though, as good as it is to see you, I'm a little reluctant to say that I'm happy you're here."

Not out of lack of appreciation for her friend, mind, but the circumstances aren't exactly pleasant, are they.
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[personal profile] fireboost 2025-04-14 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ perfect. blaze can spare a smile to match fio's giddiness, but seems focused on their mission, so to speak. rather than browsing the library itself, blaze marches them straight up to the front counter. ]

Excuse me, do you have any books for children?

[ "For—For, what? Huh?"

the librarian, a stocky 3-legged alien with several eyes and just as many lenses in their glasses, stands up to peer over the desk and get a look at fio beside her. they seem to mumble something to themselves, a skinny hand coming up to adjust their glasses on their face before returning to their seat.

"Yes, well. Children. Children. We don't have those here. What books do children like?"

blaze glances to fio, since this seems to be a question for her. ]
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[personal profile] hurtling 2025-04-14 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( the scene before him was unfolding too fast, and far too aggressively for his own liking. yet instead of pushing the other way or acting upon the intensity and fear he felt, james found himself paralyzed and fixated on the man before him. he remained silent, eyes looking at him intensely as began to move along, keeping a steady breath. he didn't normally care about his own well being but this—

it made him acutely aware of what was happening. he may have been selfish, distant at times but it didn't take a genius to see what maria had done, the bond she formed with this man before him, and how the bitterness from that last battle they had was still seeping into the way she spoke about james.

he can't say he's too surprised— what he's more surprised about is her being real at all. )


Vander, are you....threatening me?

( that's the first thing he finally said as they twirled and while he refused to put his hand on the other's hip, he did move along without much resistance. anything else he asked or said was ignored and set to the side by james. for now. )
Edited 2025-04-14 20:22 (UTC)
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[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-14 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I didn't know her where I'm from.

( He didn't know Scott either. Didn't know he had parents until after everything. A glance down, he lets his eyes fall shut — tries to not let his thoughts drift too far back to the world he came from and how it's gone now. He was supposed to stop Apocalypse and fix it all, wasn't he? So much for that

Letting eyes flutter open, he drifts there in the air, arms gentle at his sides as he looks around them. )


I landed in her world not all that long ago. I've only encountered her once.
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[personal profile] strumpet 2025-04-14 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
( she began to guide them effortlessly, holding her arm still and steady for him to lean on. there was no reservations from her about this formation— instead only a gentleness in her actions and tone. he was an older man, with age came wisdom and guidance and she was astute enough to know that in any world, even in a strange one like this—

it was a gift. once inside, the flutter of lights from machines illuminated them both but it almost seemed the room led to the revolving wheel where most people were at. )


I see, so I'll have to keep on my toes. How have you been handling things like this?

( not to demean him, but she's sure he's not running to go fight at the coliseum like the rest were. )

Are our hosts or should I say kidnappers at least mindful of those with needs? Those unable to handle fighting? I can't say I'm physically built for hand to hand combat.
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[personal profile] strumpet 2025-04-14 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
A housewife? My goodness, you must have been one hell of a homemaker then.

( don't mind her as she laughs at such a funny image. she didn't mean to be impolite but of all the insanity that seemed to be going on here and what seemed to be their home base, etraya—

being a housewife was certainly not what she had been expecting. )


It must be difficult though, being here an entire year away from friends and family from home?
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[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-14 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd only heard about the X-Men where I'm from, but Magneto and Rogue were the ones to lead them.

( As partners, lovers, etc. )

When I fell out of my world and into the one I was in before here, I'd ran into a few of them. ( At that, he folds his arms. ) Xavier was spying on me so I made sure he got the message to leave me alone. I found Rogue and she pointed me in the direction of Moira McTaggart which then led me to The Avengers and back to the X-Men. I recognized Cyclops and Jean. The others I didn't really know.

( At that, there's a quick flash of faces via telepathy. Storm, Wolverine, Canonball, Iceman. Easier to just show them than try and explain because. You know. Telepath and all. )

I was told to stay with X-Force while they went to Muir Island. ( A beat. ) Xavier's bad news.

( Since he's at the point where Onslaught is a thing and all. )
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[personal profile] strumpet 2025-04-14 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
( men like crane were nothing new, at least on the surface level. she had been used to dealing with clients who saw her as nothing more than a warm body to fulfill their cardinal needs and someone to parade around like a trophy— but there was always one or two who tried to psychoanalyze her. she wasn't sure which category crane fell in, but he did make her realize he was one difficult man to crack.

he seemed to be keeping his cards close to his chest and unwilling to indulge in information. so she decided to throw him a curveball, see just how a well mannered and mysterious man would react to her answer. )


Very observant— but ah I have no name to compliment. I'm Inara Serra, a pleasure to meet you.

( once she had his name, then she would reveal the line of work she did. )
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[personal profile] laserguy 2025-04-14 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Scott doesn't comment, honestly, he doesn't really pay attention to his companion-- although the fact that he's breaking apart the casino chips is kind of weird. Still not enough to get the mutant to speak, because it's not his problem. If he's confused about them, Scott's sure he'll figure it out eventually. Solve his own problems and all that.

Although...]


Is there a reason why you're still following me? [Then with some attitude:] Or do you care about me that much?

[However, maybe before Shadow can answer, Scott hears the enraged alien from before roar and seriously?! It's still pissed off?? The mutant stills in his stride, head turning to the noise and while they remain hidden in this hallway, it wouldn't take much for the alien to possibly turn the corner and find them here.] Shit, has that guy ever heard of letting go...?
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[personal profile] strumpet 2025-04-14 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
( in the time he spent chasing away at trivia in his mind, inara simply looked at him gently, an eyebrow raising at how strange this man was. he was absolutely not someone she would worry about by any means but he did seem lost in his own world. then again she had her own moments when she would stand aboard the serenity, looking out into space and wondering if she had made the right choice in joining the ship.

but when he finally did seem to snap out of it, she laughed a bit, providing him the answer he so sought. )
A Streetcar Named Desire, in my world not much literature or information was saved but many old classics happened to endure. We mostly use these things to guide us, to provide answers to the many questions life gives.

( such as religious documents and books— though these kind of more modern media was something she enjoyed just to get a better reading on other people. )

Oh Henry, you are a flatterer. Wouldn't want your Maria to get too worried about you now. ( and to prove or comfort him that she was merely teasing, she patted his shoulder gently, waving her hand almost to dismiss her joke. )

Well if I'm so lucky, I should start hoping people from my home show up here. I'm quite close to them so you understand how it is to be without them...
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[personal profile] vexant 2025-04-14 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
( he's about to tell quentin he knows he's not afraid of julian. he's got a decent amount of mental fortitude against telepaths, but quentin's - well. quentin. julian doesn't expect to be able to do jack shit against him if he really wanted to knock him down a level. except before julian gets a word out, he's gifted the joy of reliving the same fucked experiences quentin has been shoved through to get this fucked up. thanks, who wouldn't want to live(or, ha, die) through sabertooth eviscerating them?

julian tenses. just enough that it's noticeable, that same fuckshitcrapowfucknonononono- mirroring back as claws pierce straight through him, shredding julian's midsection, ripping into a lung, destroying his diaphragm, the burning sensation in his lower arms as nimrod just fucking - )


I know it's not me.

( quentin's smart. clever enough to read between the lines, to know julian's clever, strong, dangerous in his own way but never that same kind of dangerous the assholes who'd throw quentin to the wolves countless times are. he's got an edge to him, but he'll avoid the killing blow every damn time there's another way out. and the same thing that pisses julian off about quentin is the same damn problem summers had with julian: he doesn't listen. not out of a hatred for people telling him what to do, but because he doesn't trust most the older crew not to feed him through a meat grinder, or fuck off and abandon him the moment he's more of an inconvenience than anything else.

and he gets - this. the stress response. the one wrong movement, one wrong noise setting off every warning bell in his head, telling him to fight back, get out, leave before this turns worse despite knowing damn well he's not in any real danger. julian's voice softens, loses the edge. )


Just like I know you're not gonna let some asshole fuck you up by making you freak out every time someone pins you down.

( because, see, he's managing. somewhat. he considers intentionally tipping quentin closer to that edge, just to prove a point. ultimately decides that's a shit idea, except he also doesn't, you know, have the hands to manage this how he'd prefer to.

julian sucks in a deep breath through his nose, but doesn't give quentin the space he's asking for. stays close, even if the pressure is gone. he grabs for quentin's own hand with his tk, rather than using cold metal, so he can try to guide it up to the pulsepoint at the curve of his jaw. his own heart is racing, especially after that fun trip down memory lane. )


Count it.

( significantly less helpful than simply fucking off, but look, he's trying something else. julian takes a few deep breaths to steady himself, too, slowly calming himself down off of that panicked high. )
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[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
...

[ james likes to ask his stupid questions with obvious answers. how else would they get him if not by attacking who comes close to them? eyeballing what alien fits the other's figure is tough with the extra appendages, but the other should be able to make it work. ]

They can be killed.

[ don't ask how he knows this, but he can always go another option, one that isn't as bloody. ]

Knock one unconscious.

[ he'll allow james the choice. ]
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[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmph. I'm not going anywhere else aside from where I should be.

[ he won't remain here to die, but he's not going to "etraya". he still has things he needs to follow up on back home on "earth". ]

A shame how your abilities work.

[ go back in time and meet "echo" then maybe they can get somewhere.

unfortunately. ]
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excuse me

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ do not help him, he doesn't want help. can she hear the angry chuffing every time she goes out her way to keep someone from stepping on him.

there's even the occasional alien jumping up, holding one of their many feet when they walk by. either shadow stepped on them, or bit them... whatever happened, it seems to have really hurt as he moves along the floor at a decent speed. not as fast as he wants, but he's definitely not happy. ]


Snhcnft!

[ there's a small hiss afterwards, but you know... someone's cranky. ]
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[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't give a damn about you.

[ he corrects, looking to the other with an annoyed expressions. what shadow wasn't aware of is that the other calls it following, shadow happens to go this way because it's the corner he's met the other at. the only direction he can go to in order to avoid that mess in the back.

shadow's ears twitch at the sound of the alien getting back up, but he's already walking past scott as though this isn't his problem. it's hallway, and it's with shadow not caring for the situation does he turn one of the knobs of a door that doesn't open.

a roll of his eyes and pushing his hand forward, the door cracks, swinging open to allow him entry into the room.

keep in mind that he's NOT helping scott, he has things that he's searching for, but the mutant can stand out there if he's going to handle that alien. ]
hurtling: (pic#17733296)

james likes to ask his stupid question asfhjkl; lmao yes

[personal profile] hurtling 2025-04-14 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Killed? Okay I'm not killing anyone and as for that—

( was it truly alright to harm someone like that for the sake of stealing a flash drive or whatever else it was shadow was wanting to do? perhaps now it was finally time to put his foot down on this whole affair. )

I'm not sure if I should be doing that. I mean what are you expecting to get from all this? The flash drive? Jewelry?

Why would your mind go to killing anyways.

( more stupid questions perhaps. )
limiterrings: (pic#17750846)

i love james he is in the right to ask ANY question he wants with a hog talking to him

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-14 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ shadow rolls his eyes, he should have known... give obvious answers and people will always ask why! never, "that's fine, let's do that." ]

If you used your eyes and looked around you, [ has the other noticed, or maybe it's that casting away his gaze.

... ]
you'd see there's no rules here.

[ as much as participants lose, the house always win, and for someone pickpocketing people around them... he has morals now of all times? ]

Answers.

[ the hedgehog will finally look up to the other human as he states the obvious. ]

If the flash drive has answers.

[ as to why his mind goes to killing, MANY people are wondering this. ]