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daybreakacademy2020-03-26 06:15 pm
alreadyhuman) wrote in daybreakacademy2020-03-26 06:15 pm
my life took a turn
What: Part 2 of Vivi's player plot.
Who: Anyone who signed up here or has a reason/interest to go.
Where: A mist-shrouded village in the Outlands.
When: Late March.
Warnings: Shouldn't be anything? But i'll edit as they come up. I'll match your format!
A. Setting Off/En Route
The mysterious figure who visited the Academy a few weeks prior has come to take Vivi to a place where he will gain answers about his past. Looking a bit more battered than they did previously (though it's hard to tell, given their already bedraggled state), they're a little more open to the idea of company than they were before.
"A long journey," they instruct. "Make ready first. Before you go."
As Vivi's mysterious kindred promises, the journey is rather long - and secretive. It winds through lonely hills, alien valleys and shimmering rivers, where little to no civilisation of any kind seems to exist - but, at least, there's no real danger.
There's plenty of time to talk (and rest) on the journey. If all goes well, it will take most of a day before arrival.
B. Village in Mist
Their final destination is in a tucked-away valley, its hills blooming with flowers. The faint warks of strange Outlands birds echo through the fog. For those who walked in Vivi's dreams some months ago, the village that greets them - full of huts and mounds, and with pointy-hatted, cloak-wearing people who look uncannily like Vivi himself, but taller and larger - will be eerily familiar.
They're friendly enough, if cautious of outsiders. Vivi wanders among them like he's in a dream, not sure whether to be confused, hesitant, or delighted.
C. Ruined Factory
A dilapidated, broken factory, still wheezing Mist futilely in its attempts at processing, crouches on the landscape like a half-cracked egg. Machinery and metal scaffolding pokes out of its fire-blasted, broken walls.
It's a lonely, desolate place. But there could be answers, if you're willing to get your hands dirty; it appears a conflict of some kind took place here, and the place has collapsed in on itself from a combination of neglect and damage.
Or you could just be following Vivi, who has made a beeline for the factory regardless.
Who: Anyone who signed up here or has a reason/interest to go.
Where: A mist-shrouded village in the Outlands.
When: Late March.
Warnings: Shouldn't be anything? But i'll edit as they come up. I'll match your format!
A. Setting Off/En Route
The mysterious figure who visited the Academy a few weeks prior has come to take Vivi to a place where he will gain answers about his past. Looking a bit more battered than they did previously (though it's hard to tell, given their already bedraggled state), they're a little more open to the idea of company than they were before.
"A long journey," they instruct. "Make ready first. Before you go."
As Vivi's mysterious kindred promises, the journey is rather long - and secretive. It winds through lonely hills, alien valleys and shimmering rivers, where little to no civilisation of any kind seems to exist - but, at least, there's no real danger.
There's plenty of time to talk (and rest) on the journey. If all goes well, it will take most of a day before arrival.
B. Village in Mist
Their final destination is in a tucked-away valley, its hills blooming with flowers. The faint warks of strange Outlands birds echo through the fog. For those who walked in Vivi's dreams some months ago, the village that greets them - full of huts and mounds, and with pointy-hatted, cloak-wearing people who look uncannily like Vivi himself, but taller and larger - will be eerily familiar.
They're friendly enough, if cautious of outsiders. Vivi wanders among them like he's in a dream, not sure whether to be confused, hesitant, or delighted.
C. Ruined Factory
A dilapidated, broken factory, still wheezing Mist futilely in its attempts at processing, crouches on the landscape like a half-cracked egg. Machinery and metal scaffolding pokes out of its fire-blasted, broken walls.
It's a lonely, desolate place. But there could be answers, if you're willing to get your hands dirty; it appears a conflict of some kind took place here, and the place has collapsed in on itself from a combination of neglect and damage.
Or you could just be following Vivi, who has made a beeline for the factory regardless.
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He doesn't know what any of this means. He remembers something that had been said to him, once, about 'black mages', but that seems so far away now.
Still. It had stuck with him. What was the reason for his power? Why had he been born wielding so much of it?
He keeps holding onto that broken egg. Traces of Mist still steam off it, dissipating into the air. ]
This is...bad, right...? [ His voice is very small. ] I don't...know what this is for...but it's bad, isn't it?
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[His tone somehow went crisper, with a flinty edge to it]
Whatever you wish to do - we are here.
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[ He stares down at the eggshell he's holding, and falls silent. He's not really that responsive right now, and he feels like maybe he should apologise for that, but...
He just can't seem to manage it right now. He feels heavy and light-headed, all at once.
He doesn't know what this means. Or maybe he does know, and he just doesn't want to put it together.
The eggshell drops from his hands, making a sound that echoes in the ruins of the factory. He doesn't appear to notice; he just stares at his empty hands, and shivers. ]
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< Do you want to go back, Vivi? It's alright if you've had enough of exploring for today. >