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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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catsclaws: (pleased cat)

[personal profile] catsclaws 2025-04-04 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Crane may have more time now that he's in this universe, but his research may not benefit from that. ]

I'm sure your patients are better off for having you.

[ A little smile appears at the compliment, which is heard in her voice, even if it's unseen as they communicate. ]

You've got to enjoy your work, right? Or what's the point? But fooling that guard was child's play. You should see me when I really get warmed up.

You did pretty well, yourself, getting in there.
querulus: (x-men - awww no)

[personal profile] querulus 2025-04-04 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Uh.]

/Do you, uh... need help? I mean, can I help?/

[Look, hating everything about his life and this situation doesn't mean he's not worried. He just doesn't know what to do about it.]
sophielicious: (30)

[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-04-04 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
(Neither does she, honey. Neither does she.)

/I don't know. What can you offer?/

(Not expecting anything, at all, like, zero, zero expectations, like none.)
overconfidently: overconfidently. (pic#15702522)

[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-04 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
( His power manifests in a golden aura around him and he grabs both of the magicians with his mind — pulls them up into the air with him there, yet keeps his blue eyes fixed on the other mutant there with his own telekinetic shield. The magicians squirm — wave their staff in his direction, but they crack and shatter into a hundred little pieces, Nate still looking down to Julian there. )

X-Men.

( The word leaves him and it's gently laced with a touch of disdain. )

One of Xavier's.

( He's still annoyed Xavier had been spying on him like he had been, peeking in from the astral plane. Too bad he'd sensed the other telepath and yanked him off it. Still, he can't say they're all like Xavier. Rogue wasn't, but. He still can't find it within him to trust Xavier or really much of anyone for that matter.

The magicians continue to squirm and he finally drops them down from the air — throws them from across the arena and has them smack into the walls of it. Hard. They drop down, faceplanting on the ground and Nate slowly lets himself down from the air, tapping to the ground as he eyes Julian there. The cheers from the crowd are nothing more than background noise to him. )


You trust him?
overconfidently: overconfidently. (pic#15681338)

[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-04 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
( At that, he cocks a brow. )

You mean Cable?
shoplifter: (pic#17706938)

[personal profile] shoplifter 2025-04-04 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh? She supposes she shouldn't be surprised, considering he is a grumpy man who carries around three swords. That just speaks to someone who would love a little combat, as a treat.]

I can show you where to go, if you'd like to fight.

[And it would be cool to see what kind of fighting style he's got.]
vexant: (pic#17745060)

[personal profile] vexant 2025-04-04 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
( this, too, is stupidly familiar.

it's not usually sophie or any of the cuckoos who cry on julian, but this? the tears soaking through the shoulder of his uniform as he tries to hold them together? it's not the first time this has happened, and julian doubts it'll be the last. he doesn't have fingers that can thread through her hair without yanking out strands, not like he did back when cess was crying over santo being potentially dead (when he, luckily, turned out to be fine) so julian settles for the best he can do and - keeps his arms around her. lets her cry on him and smudge mascara all over his shoulder, it's fine, their uniforms were made to withstand stains anyway.

he doesn't cry. tears won't help them, even if he feels like he should. someone has to keep themselves together, and clearly it's not going to be sophie. )


I got you. ( amid the wreckage of julian's own tantrum, kneeling amid the rubble he's left behind. but he's got her. honestly, it's - not such a bad thing she's taken the opportunity to mourn herself, because her falling apart gives julian several reasons why he can't right now.

arms still tight around her, he sucks in a deep breath then lets it out slow, tipping his head to press his chin against the top of her head. )
futuremessiah: (hope5)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-04-04 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, why did she not realize this was going to be one of those things?]

Yeah, my dad.
fourthwalled: (O.M.G.!)

arrival

[personal profile] fourthwalled 2025-04-04 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wade takes most of the weird ass things that happen to him in stride. It may also help that he remembers Etraya... although the portal to the battle planet filming his every move is new. Although playing to an audience at all times is already his specialty!]

Take that fourth walls. I'm gonna wreck this bitch. [He does a set of finger guns at a camera as he passes it, hefting up on the bag of supplies he'd collected before getting dumped here. He'd come here in costume, but it seems his weapons hadn't done him the courtesy of coming along too.

Wade is still getting his bearings when he spots the figure, only taking a few steps toward Nate when a rock zips at him like a bullet, clocking him right in the head with a loud crack--]
Ack, fuck! [He crumples to the ground, legs collapsing underneath him like an accordion.]
overconfidently: overconfidently. (pic#15702948)

[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-04 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
( It's the sudden crack that snaps him out of the frustration whipping around him from all the chatter polluting his brain and the moment he realizes he'd clocked someone with... everything floating and spinning around, he makes it stop. Instantly. Rocks and junk dropping to the ground... just like whoever'd been hit.

Shit.

He stands there — hand still in front of his face before he drops it away and slowly begins to make his way over to the crumpled sight there a little ways from him. )


Hey... hey!

( Steps quicken and he stumbles a little towards the fallen person. )

Are you ok? Can you hear me?
overconfidently: overconfidently. (pic#15702948)

[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-04 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
( O-oh. The blink of those blue eyes says it all. )

He has a daughter?
thelightshines: (I know you crossed a bridge)

[personal profile] thelightshines 2025-04-04 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[It would have been fine. He would have probably held it together if nothing else happened and she just stayed like this, the other continuing to allow it. But this girl just keeps throwing in more unexpected surprises. Ears twitch as he felt a kiss, eyes opening wider. The hand that held hers squeezes gently. His head turns slightly, finally able to look at her, see her as her own person, not his Maria. Even as the memories pound against him, the heart yearning for another to be with him. He doesn't want her to ever go.

Being with her, seeing what the other saw, she was someone precious that needed to be kept safe. The heart won't fully let her in, but it can at least focus on a self-imposed mission. A direction, even when he feels undeserving, this is something he can do while he's alive and she's here. His head leans against hers, eyes falling onto a pair of familiar air shoes a few steps in front of him. He dares not to look up at them, uncertain if they'd react poorly again. Continue to ignore his existence, or look at him? Either options make him uneasy.

Their feet start to move towards them. Take her already, is what he wants to tell them. These loving gestures from Maria weren't meant for him, and yet...he selfishly wanted her to stay. No effort is made to give her back on his part, even when he knows he should be insisting. Then again, would Maria even let him go...? The other was now standing in front of them. Another moment, and he sees the box he had been holding being placed beside Maria, obscured by her figure.

The arm that was around him suddenly moves away as Maria reaches for the other, fearing he would leave her again. Her hand still gripping his while reaching for her Shadow. Her actions answer the question he had been pondering. She wanted them both and she would have it no other way. He wipes something in his eyes, taking a deep breath. Slowly, he looks up towards the other's face. Still with that serious look on his face, but there was a softness when they take Maria's hand.

...They just want her to be safe. They probably meant every word about him, but everything he does is for her sake. Did it still hurt? Of course. He didn't need to be reminded about being unwanted, or accused of being a fake. He'll stay angry about it, but...he gets it now. He quietly observes, the other seemingly lost as to what to do besides stand there and hold her hand. Or maybe he's just imagining it. If they bother to look in his direction, he would have gesture to the empty spot on Maria's other side. Just sit down and be with her. She isn't going to let you go anywhere.]
futuremessiah: (hope2)

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-04-04 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[She really should be used to the whole time-travel, out of place thing.]

I'm adopted. But yes, he raised me.
fourthwalled: (trainee)

[personal profile] fourthwalled 2025-04-04 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[The injury isn't obvious because of the mask, but there does seem to be a rather sizable dent on his head-- indicating the shattered skull underneath. Most people wouldn't be getting up so easy from such an injury.

But Wade's not most people. He's already pushing himself up onto his shoulders, wobbly as his brain and skull start to repair themselves.]
WRu..?

[His vision is blurry at first, slowly the younger man's face comes into focus. He'd asked a question. Was he okay?] Mm. Not okay. B..But-- [He shakes his head, rattling his thoughts free, shaking off his TBI in stride.] No worse than usual.

[He rubs his head.] You come here and hurl rocks often?
sophielicious: (46)

[personal profile] sophielicious 2025-04-04 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
(As soon as Sophie can, she'll pretend this never happened.

She'll have her shit together, fake so hard that she has no other choice other than making it on the amount of okay-ness she feels. They'll all be having breakfast, like ol' times, and she'll look as stunning as ever, and she'll smirk and state something snarky yet remarkably magnetic. She'll not display any upsetness, and she'll keep showing up as amazing as she is.

That's the plan, anyway, for when her cheeks are dry and she can breathe. She confidently stated that she got Julian, but it's the opposite right now, as he is reminding her. She does not want to distance her face from him, and she leaves a small little cry before she sniffs, letting her hair cover the mess before she breathes in.)


... I need a change of clothes, and you need... What do you need?

(She could have just asked that in the first place...)
overconfidently: overconfidently. (pic#15681393)

[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-04 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
( Alright, so. The fact that this guy is sitting himself up and more or less shaking off being clocked in the head by a decent size rock? Definitely has him think not human. Or not entirely anyways. Not that he's surprised to have come across someone not entirely human, just. Didn't think it would be in a way like this.

The guilt for what he'd accidentally done is there on his face, but. The moment the question is asked, he blinks — huff to leave him. )


No? What kind of guy do you take me for?

( Never mind they just met and all. )
resurrxion: (000000000102)

[personal profile] resurrxion 2025-04-04 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ well, that... that's really hard to wrap his head around. josh scratches the side of his face, glancing up to the neon sky as he tries to figure out how to put words together. ]

I'm glad for you, man.

[ he means it, genuinely. maybe it was better before everyone knew what they were. he'd never considered the early days, before mutants were well known enough to warrant giant patrolling robots, or secret government cabals and 'vaccines' set to wipe them out. ]

There's like, a saying in my world? "Welcome to the X-Men, hope you survive the experience". And a lot of us... we just don't.
fourthwalled: (bring it)

Wade Wilson | Marvel Cinematic Universe

[personal profile] fourthwalled 2025-04-04 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Arrival

[He's back! Guess Aurora couldn't get enough of him? And now he'd gotten some experience with saving his own universe. So he's something of an expert! Bummer that after going to the trouble of stealing a Wolverine, getting the rights to a Madonna song, and ratting on Chris Evans that he'd have to save it again.]

Kind of a rip-off if you ask me. [He notes to the AI as he's approaching the portal, as though Aurora has any idea what he's talking about. But who knows, maybe she did. His bag of supplies isn't exactly the most practical, outside the bottle of water Aurora had suggested, but Wade didn't always pack for practicality.

The bag of cocaine is totally going to be the most useful!

He's through the portal without another thought, adjusting his mask, and shuffling off to the depleted battle world. Wade sets off without much idea where he's going. When he finally sees someone else, he'll rush up beside them.]
Where you headed first? Wanna team up? I've got supplies!

Colosseum

Are you not entertained!? [Deadpool howls to the audience and cameras after his latest victory, swinging around the dull ax he'd been given and beating his chest. He's cut up, blood soaking his costume, but it's not seemed to slow him down. He grins through his mask at his partner.] I've always wanted to say that.

Who do you think we're fighting next? I'm rooting for Hulk. I've always wanted to get smashed by the Hulk!


Casino Royale

Now we're talking! What desolate, dying planet isn't complete without a casino? [Yeah, okay, he's no idea why this is a thing, but nothing made sense here anyway-- no reason to start now. He takes a turn at the wheel and...]

I must speak entirely in rhyme. [Better than have his skin unravel, which it had nearly landed on. He's already heading toward the bar as he exclaims.] Easy, I do that all the time!
futuremessiah: (hope4)

Casino Royale

[personal profile] futuremessiah 2025-04-05 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Hope is trying this again and really hoping (ha) that she doesn't get something that sucks on the wheel. She follows Wade in after spinning a 19 and shaking her head, knowing this can't go well.]

What if you say something that doesn't rhyme?

[Is she going to have to hurt someone? She'll do it, but she'd rather do it because they deserve it, not because of some stupid wheel.]
Edited 2025-04-05 00:05 (UTC)
fourthwalled: (action shot!)

[personal profile] fourthwalled 2025-04-05 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Wade looks him up and down, still propped up on the ground by his elbows. He doesn't answer straight away.] The emo, woe is me, I like to brood and toss around shit kind? I mean, don't get me wrong... it's totally working for you.

[He pushes himself up and then crawls to his feet before dusting himself off and grabbing his pack.]
fireboost: (pic#17773402)

[personal profile] fireboost 2025-04-05 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ she is learning—but it still may take her some time to fully be able to tell them apart at a glance. for now? ]

...

[ neither the answer the gives not the effects of his plush please her, and to that point, she doesn't toy with her own sun immediately. instead she turns to look shadow in the eyes. sternly at first, and then more exasperated—unimpressed and simply even tired. as if she's dealing with a poorly disciplined child. ]

I know that you are capable of behaving better than that.

[ if he truly thought her to be so sloppy as he claims, she's sure that the emerald he stole from her would not have been returned to her possession; he should know fully well what the reason for her mistakes were by now. even if he is only making a point of his criticism of the other shadow, blaze is not one to stand by and be mocked or looked down upon herself for the sake of that opinion. particularly not when she is the one who controls whether or not your feet can leave the ground.

apologize right now young man. ]
bookofpowers: (17)

[personal profile] bookofpowers 2025-04-05 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
(He's guiding them to the backalleys. No one believes them to be untouchable to reporters and those who are keen on eavesdropping, but it is as best of an option as he has. He's relieved to know she is fine, though — he hoped she would be, she's too smart not to.

Yet, he lingers on the silence for a little moment before he speaks. Monotone. Honest, though.)


I brought you here to tell you I am not the person I presented to you. Since you have been gone, it became a useless vessel of a persona that shields me from nothing, so I made the logical decision to drop it and be as I am.
limiterrings: (pic#17689669)

[personal profile] limiterrings 2025-04-05 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
...Hmph.

[ no one ever likes what he says, but it's the truth. how should he behave, that's another weight on his shoulder. even maria said certain thing he's done isn't like him, but maybe he's tired of people looking at him with standards. shadow closes his eyes to try and subside his irritation as he looks to the side. ]

Don't think much of me, don't think of me at all.

[ it's better that way, then she won't have to want for him to be better. with the room black as night save for the paths that glitter above them, shadow squints and his mind wonders if there's a connection.

his eyes looks at the sun plush in her hand and with an irritated sigh, he closes his eyes as if he's prepared for what's to come.

since she's the one with the sun plush in her arms. ]
overconfidently: overconfidently. (pic#15681338)

[personal profile] overconfidently 2025-04-05 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
( That's... no.

Staring to this stranger here, arms crossed, his left eye flashes gold for a moment and, from behind, Wade will find himself smacked with another rock. Smaller than the first one and not enough to really do serious damage, but. It sure stings. )


What are you even going on about?
fourthwalled: (D. Jar of Almonds)

[personal profile] fourthwalled 2025-04-05 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[If Wade notices what she's just rolled, he doesn't comment on it. Maybe if he ignores it, it won't be a problem? And besides, he's about the last person around here that needed protection. Although he did get into plenty of trouble.

So, yeah, this is going to go terrible, isn't it?]


Maybe I'll explode? Or be forced to... geocode?

[Cough. Look, they aren't all going to be winners.]