[a heart.]

[antreegonist]

There's a moment of nothing but light and sensation. Someone's looking you over and the scrutiny prickles and burns – it's nearly a physical pain, like fine little hooks digging past your skin, into the very meat of you. I know who you are, it says, and I know what you are, and that you don't have any business here --

“But you do,” says Mithos behind you. He's a tired, steady voice in your ear, a light hand on your shoulder. “I don't know what Dream's thinking, but everyone is welcome here in my heart; just keep in mind it's a real mess right now.”

Your vision clears.

((assume your characters wandered in here through a dream. also join #ihateyouihateyouiwanttocuddle on irc if you can!))

Comments

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[antreegonist]

. . . he looks confused, actually turning towards you for a moment.

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[ganbareist]

... I'm really sorry for your loss.

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[antreegonist]

"You're . . . what?"

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[ganbareist]

I'm sorry. I've lost a sister too. I had her back for two seconds. But it was just an illusion. All I did was see her face.

If there really was a way, you have friends who would help you, whether you know it or not. But there isn't.

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[antreegonist]

He -- takes a step out of the spell-circle towards you. "But it already --"

The rest of it's lost in a scream: he's being struck by lightning.

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[ganbareist]

[j-- jolts]

Mithos--!

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[antreegonist]

More lances down, spearing the ground below -- the storm's boiling over, the world's coming apart. Some even strikes you --

For a long, painful minute, there's nothing but lightning.

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[ganbareist]

[wow i guess i'll scream some]

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[antreegonist]

It clears.

You're hurtling towards the ground, and so is he. In place of the Sword, he's holding a box.

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[ganbareist]

[f...fuck

trying to get over there]

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[antreegonist]

You can grab him and haul him in. Heeee's not conscious.

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[ganbareist]

[I GUESS I CRAWLED OVER HERE TO DO THAT THEN. w...what is box.]

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[antreegonist]

A flash of love and grief pitched to their highest extremes, all twisted up into something that isn't really either anymore, something awful . . .

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[ganbareist]

. . .

[squeezes Mithos close as best he can]

I wonder if I destroyed that...

I'm not stupid enough, but it's pretty tempting anyway.

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[antreegonist]

Oh, Spark. The scene fades. You're no longer falling.

You're sitting on top of a hill at sunrise. A road leads down from the hill, winding off into the distance.

A patch of fandalia flowers -- see icon -- is growing next to you.

There are two doors at the bottom of the hill as well, one to the left and one to the right.

You're still holding Mithos and the leaking box.

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[ganbareist]

[w...wh.

shaky breath in


jii flowers]

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[antreegonist]

I'm sorry all Tales villains seem to be required to have symbolism flowers.

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[ganbareist]

[....what do i do with this unconscious mithos and his leaky box.



pushes up with a pained wince, picking Mithos up to carry princess-style... i guess... and going down the hill, to the llleft i guess]

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[antreegonist]

HOLY MOOD WHIPLASH, BATMAN