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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] balanced 2025-03-31 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ unfortunately, it's no little bird—an elegant falcon rests on his shoulder, meeting his gaze with its own for a long moment.

then it looks away, observing its surroundings carefully. from the looks of things, the hexagonal metal ring wrapped around its leg must make it difficult for it to fly for long stretches. no wonder it needed a rest. ]
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[personal profile] banworthy 2025-03-31 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Vincent takes a step forward.

He knows that now.

Slapping the side of his forehead, he irritatingly gestures in her direction. Flinging his arms around, he walks around in a circle around Claudia. His arms continue to flap angrily as his thoughts boil over into a deep, red rage.

Covering his eyes, he drops down to his knees and barely keeps from releasing a scream. His shoulders drop; his posture settles. He shakes his head; he shakes off the anger as he rises up back to stand.

Anger never helps anything. There's no point in being angry.

He breathes out slowly.

His arms rise then lowers. Whatever. ]
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cw: brief suicide mentions

[personal profile] hurtling 2025-03-31 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)
( never in a million years could he believe that maria would come to this level of growth and development in a strange world like this. for so long he had been wrapped up in his own affairs, stumbling across the same hurdles over and over again without paying much mind to her. in fact he had been afraid to truly see her for what she was and what she represented.

there was some level of empathy in him towards her, remembering how he begged those two red pyramid things to leave her alone but really over time— she was a burden much like the woman she came from.

so now here with her around his arms, swaying to the music playing and his own insecurities shackling him down, he couldn't help but wonder what exactly this place had in store for both of them. )


Right—

( he isn't dismissing her assumption, nor is he affirming it. really he isn't sure how he felt about her in the end. )

So you....I mean how is this even possible for us to both be here? I mean I just woke up here after—

( after driving his car into that cold lake. )
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[personal profile] hurtling 2025-03-31 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
( well he certainly hasn't been called that exact phrasing but after running into a hedgehog first before vincent and being called every insult under the sun, he lacked any true drive to dismiss his retort.

so for now, james kept his gaze away but he turned his head enough to look at vincent's arm, eyes widening at the change in color. )


Blame that on me too? Hey, I just got here....or at least I don't remember being here before.

( what exactly did he do in his brief time here? it was disturbing enough for him to forget to apologize about that. )

What...what exactly did I do before?

( was he that foolish enough to tell them of his sins? is that why everyone was so angry with him? then again maria was here, who knew what she had said. )
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[personal profile] hurtling 2025-03-31 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
( although james had been told he wasn't able to meet someone else's gaze and he could feel that resistance within his own body, he did manage to look at henry, seeing how he got pushed aside so easily that it brought about a sense of nostalgia to james. in fact, it was almost as if he had been the one to be pushed—

when he thought about it, he probably would have reacted similarly, but the man doesn't quite answer his question. instead he stared at him with those beady eyes of his, forcing james to look down at his feet as he decided to keep talking. )


Yeah to being alright or to being asked questions? Again sorry, didn't mean to disturb...whatever you had going on.

( maybe he should have paid more attention to the 'prizes' being given; if he had, he would have immediately known there was something influencing henry here. )
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[personal profile] devota 2025-03-31 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't move in his direction, either to lash out or to confront. It makes her feel powerless, being unable to act. But she's always felt powerless. What good has her Sight actually done for her? She hadn't been able to foresee Alessa rejecting her so completely. She hadn't anticipating her siding with the man who kidnapped her.

And she hadn't anticipated Vincent's betrayal either.

But she's alive, now. Even though she shouldn't be.]


We're here for the same reason, are we not?

[To look for this "flash drive".

Leonard had forbidden her from becoming familiar with the nonbeliever's technology, but she does understand it has something to do with computers.

It gives her a rough idea of what it must look like.]
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[personal profile] bookofpowers 2025-03-31 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
(Curious behavior from a bird, nonetheless. The fixed gaze, the way it watches the party surrounding them... And the fact that it is a bird just hanging in it, that is curious as well.

There must be a reason for the ring to be there, so Chrollo doesn't truly think of removing it. In fact, he simply writes it off as a weird encounter with a rich someone's pet, standing just a little to pull his chair a little forward for more comfort. He is fully expecting the bird to fly off from the instability of it all.)
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[personal profile] catsclaws 2025-03-31 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This may be all for nothing. Felicia knows that. Oftentimes, they're tasked with finding a needle in a haystack, and usually, she's not sure anyone finds it. Who knows, they could be on a wild goose chase, but as far as ideas go, this is what she's got. It beats walking around aimlessly looking under tables for the next few hours.

And there is a bit of fun in breaking and entering.

A small nod and Felicia takes the next ten seconds to sip at her drink. After time has passed, she figures Crane is probably near the door and ready to move, so she begins to saunter in the direction of the guard... only to trip and splash her drink all over him as she grapples him around the shoulders. ]


Oh my GOD! I'm sssooo sorry.. I think I tript ober the carbet. I could SUE you!

[ Yes, she's pulling the drunk routine. As the guard tries to help her, Felicia slips a hand into his pocket, fishes out his keys, and gives them a gentle toss into the air. ]



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[personal profile] shoplifter 2025-03-31 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Only yourself? That's sad, she thinks.]

I'm allowed into the Symposium — it's where people with the most points get all the food and drinks they want, so I take them often. [She points in the general direction of the apartments, where her little hoard of food is.] If you come with me, I'll give you some.

[Much like she's unfazed by Shadow's grumpiness, she is likewise quite capable of ignoring the host that is trying to usher her back into place. She just side-steps him and starts walking, expecting Shadow to follow. If not to get rations, then to at least leave this place.]
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[personal profile] catsclaws 2025-03-31 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's just an innocent dance, as far as Felicia is concerned, but she's always been a bit more outlandish than other girls. Any hint of a flustered look is cute, though. ]

Aurora is Echo's servant. She tells us our missions and things that we have to do or what might be happening to the world. She's supposed to be looking after us, but she's an android, I think, or something like that.

She seems nice enough, but I've known nice prison guards before, too.

[ Felicia doesn't seem to be interested in out dancing the others. Besides, they'll save more energy by dancing like this. ]

I've been here a couple of months. It's a bit of a crap shoot. I'm not sure there's any rhyme or reason to the things they have us do.
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[personal profile] ingestion 2025-03-31 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
( that was one of the disadvantages of being young and emotional, and while spiritually she was far older, heather clearly was looking bad here. she had come up to this woman, someone very few people knew had crossed her and ruined her life, immediately assaulting her and letting her rage take over.

yet if anyone else were in heather's shoes, they'd understand just how much claudia had done to drive her to this point. the build up, the destruction, the manipulations―

heather was more than justified in her rage. )


You....you...

( unfortunately for them both, claudia's attitude and words just made her more enraged. no true apologies, no reasonings as to why the things she did were wrong it was all just meaningless words attempted to placate heather. )

Stay out of my way here you got it? Don't try and use me again for your bullshit, and don't meddle in my life. Behave, and I won't beat you down when we return to Etraya.

I'll make sure...my father's death wasn't in vain somehow and you won't stop me.
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[personal profile] vexant 2025-03-31 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
This is my second
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[personal profile] levelshift 2025-03-31 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, fine, he can check the room on their left. Accelerator doesn't have any real plan going into this, so he just nods after reading the sticky note.

If they're looking for the Gamerunner it's probably easier to start stalking all the broadcasts and livestreams, but oh God, there is no way he wants to do that. He'll take searching the casino over that any day of the week. And at least if they do come across something like a safe he can use his ability on it.]


Hm.

[He turns and heads into the room to start searching.]
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[personal profile] levelshift 2025-03-31 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Accelerator notes the username, and in his mind that only confirms his suspicions that this is some technology illiterate boomer.]

Yes. Shit, Aurora needs to come up with a user guide for some of you.
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[personal profile] levelshift 2025-03-31 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Those are a lot of questions, normal ones for someone who hasn't been around for very long. Given the circumstances, he can't imagine any of the newbies recently brought in spent a lot of time in Etraya before getting kicked over here, so they likely haven't even had time to adjust.

"I'm not. I'll have been in Etraya for a year next month," he says with a sigh. Time sure flies when you're a multiversal kidnappee. He continues on, trying to answer some of her questions. "Someone had asked Aurora if Echo could send us to a universe that couldn't be saved, that's why we're here. A lot of people are skeptical about whether the whole 'saving our own universe' thing is true or not, which is what led to all of us going on this mission. Aurora does her best with what she's given, but Echo doesn't give her a hell of a lot to begin with. Shit like mission instructions are always vague, so get used to that."
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[personal profile] levelshift 2025-03-31 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[He only gives a faint shrug. Okay, fair question.]

Yeah. [She must be new if she doesn't know much about Etraya but knows Aurora. Oof, getting tossed right into the deep end with a mission right off the bat must suck.] This is just another mission. When it finishes we all go back to Etraya.
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[personal profile] vexant 2025-03-31 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
( he's not going to tell sophie cuckoo no. she tells him to twirl her, and julian takes her hand to raise it up above them, to give her space to twirl while his hand pulls hers along into a circular motion. given his hand isn't connected to his body, it's not as if it's limited to - well. normal joint limitations. he's got this. )

Since when? What the hell do flatscans have on me this time?

( he hasn't even done anything of note in - forever and a half, what the fuck. )
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[personal profile] ingestion 2025-03-31 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah but ramp that carefulness up a notch now that you've been brought here.

( she got it, after all her father, harry mason had been one of the biggest worry-warts on the planet. considering all he went through in silent hill and the cult, he had more than enough reasons to be.

what that meant though, is that his fears and worries were instilled in her over time. )


I kinda figured, I don't think I've ever seen you around. Sorry―

( 'that you were brought here', she thought but didn't quite say. instead she shrugged and gave an apologetic look. )

On the bright side we're not here on this world forever. We've all technically been brought to another one called 'Etraya' which is actually a lot more peaceful than this one surprisingly.
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cw suicide ref

[personal profile] rudelanguage 2025-03-31 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Lazy fucks.

[they sigh, tightening their jaw to stem a tide of free-form, off-the-cuff curses for those lingering around. why not just kill themselves instead of this lame shit? is there really nothing better to do?

bah.

maybe this...demoralized feeling starting to weigh on them is from the very air itself. Knife scowls, stalking ahead by merit of longer legs and a further stride. nothing's ever really mattered before, living or dying, but it extra doesn't matter here, and they tried to make it seem like it does by putting numbers to it all!

but it doesn't.

close to being terminated, huh? let them try.]
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[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-03-31 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
(Good thing is that she trusts Julian at least enough to not let that TK platform break, or else she'd definitely twist an ankle as the floor moves beneath them. This might constitute cheating, but she's sure neither would mind.

The spin is done with ease, she keeps her posture refined and nearly balletic, his lack of joints certainly make this much, much easier.

/Dip me/.)


Mhm. Murder. You, we, and the Empath had a little terroristic detour from current activities, that's all. You didn't do it, and I went no-contact. You're going to have to earn the rest of it.

(... Or see if Quentin tells him, because she let him take a little trip down her brain for it.)
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[personal profile] rudelanguage 2025-03-31 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[blink. that was the dinkiest fireball they ever--] Uh... [anything else? well-- no.

...wait, maybe? they half-squint, chewing on whether or not to ask.

...yeah, no. the critter said she only just got here, so. no point.]


Okay. Bye.

[it's a bit anti-climatic, but Knife's not very skilled at conversation. their expression blanks out while stepping out, picking a direction that seems more full of corners and shadows than open space to figure this shit out. try to. maybe.]
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[personal profile] balanced 2025-03-31 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ and yet, it remains.

it's the people around them that move, oohing and aahing at the sight of such a creature in such proximity. some even reach out to try and touch the animal, despite it remaining on chrollo's shoulder, and others whisper among themselves. before long an individual approaches him directly.

"excuse me, how much for the bird? as a luminary of aphaia, i'm happy to pay any price!"

it seems that they have an idea of how they could raise even more points with its help. ]
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[personal profile] rudelanguage 2025-03-31 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Knife's mouth twitches, but they catch themself before they can bitch back. the fuck you mean by that? don't i LOOK capable? the fuck!

that's a Knife thing to say, not a...whoever-the-fuck-they-are at the moment. what was it again? "Pending"? sure. whatever.

they scoff, rolling their shoulders and shifting their footing.]


I am not weak. [but whether or not they know how to fight how she fights? uh, well. haha. they'll...have to improvise. which, fuck, whatever - they have to do that all the time anyway! just...do it taller. greener.] Come.

[feets don't fail them now; however strong a force is coming for them, Knife's going to have to readily evade and redirect it off themselves.]
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[personal profile] laserguy 2025-03-31 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[What the fuck.

He's sure that he's never met a 'Sophie Cuckoo' before. Name like that sort of sticks in your mind. Unless she's making it up, which definitely possible, but that doesn't erase the fact that she knows his last name and that he's attached to his sunglasses. He's only worn them for like a day.]


Well, I don't know you at all. So, don't go making assumptions about me. [He's so defensive already... and part of him wants to leave it at that. But.] How. How did you know?
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[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-03-31 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
(He dealt with a whole different younger Summers, but okay, she's got this.

Let's break it down gently.)


Different universe and, different timeline, if I am to guess. Too many X-Men here already, so I just took another guess.

Wanna know the craziest part?

(Getting defensive is fuel, Scott!)

Totally dated your son.