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lostcarnival2017-03-17 02:58 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2017-03-17 02:58 pm
⇨ HOME AGAIN
Who: Anyone!
When: Day 68 - Day 72
Where: Carnival grounds.
What: Everyone makes it back to the carnival after their adventure in hell. The Ringmaster makes a new lake to celebrate, apparently.
Warnings: A notable absence of torture.
When: Day 68 - Day 72
Where: Carnival grounds.
What: Everyone makes it back to the carnival after their adventure in hell. The Ringmaster makes a new lake to celebrate, apparently.
Warnings: A notable absence of torture.
TO HELL AND BACK↴ The rescuers and the liberated captives will emerge from the portal like bats out of hell. Much like their previous return, this arrival will be met with a flurry of medical activity as everyone gets their injuries seen to, particularly those that had been held prisoner within Morningstar's hell fortress. It will still be night when they arrive, and the rest of Day 68 will be clouded over completely, for the benefit of the new vampires as they get settled in. After the immediate panic is dealt with, the Ringmaster will disappear into the forest until the morning of Day 69. It will be raining off and on during her absence. ► RECOVERY: Unlike the last time, the Ringmaster will be supplying the carnival workers with some healing potions from her private hoard, given that most of the healers are already wounded or spent. Damage caused by iron poisoning will not be cured by healing magic or healing items though, unfortunately, and those who have spent a lot of time in contact with iron will take at least a week to fully recover. However, regular healing remedies like bandages and herbs may help speed things along if the patient is suited to them. ► A BRAND NEW LAKE: On the morning of Day 69, the Ringmaster will return the forest to announce that she's built a new lake into the carnival grounds, only a short trail's distance from the backyard. Unlike most of the forest, this area won't just lead you in circles when explored, meaning that it can actually be modified and developed as the workers see fit. The water is always clean and just the right temperature for swimming, though it gets a bit cooler the deeper you swim. At the far side of the lake, there is a warm, stone pathway leading up the side of the mountain, that will eventually take you to some bangin' hot springs. Brought to you mostly because the Ringmaster doesn't know how to say sorry with actual words. At least it gives you something to play with while you try to shake off the trauma. ► FRUITS OF VICTORY: On Day 70, all the workers who came to hell for the rescue mission will be given a gift from the Ringmaster. Each of them will receive a bright green, glowing seed, about the size of your thumbnail. She will tell you that, when planted, the seeds will swiftly grow into a small citrus tree, which will grow fruits with regenerative properties. More details about these plants will be written up in a separate post, but for now your characters can ogle them and decide if they are going to plant them or not. ► TAKE ME TO CHURCH: Staring on Day 71, the Ringmaster will be starting to work on removing the vampirism from those infected with it, which apparently involves a lot of... meditation? She will take the newbie vampires out into a shady area of the forest and encourage them to look inside themselves and attempt to separate themselves spiritually from their demonic beasts. How well you character masters her teachings over time will determine whether or not she is ultimately capable of stripping out your demon soul and returning you to life. Of course, not all demons are made equal, and some will be more difficult to separate than others... |
Mistake level: high
There's still a wild-eyed look to him, one that has nothing to do with how red his irises are in the moonlight. His wet hair is plastered thickly to his face, his neck--
"Asking me--no, no. What I think, what I want--it's nothing. It's all nothing! I'm nothing. Worthless. I can have no value except in being used, no, yes--ignored, discarded, abused--I'm an insect, an object, a piece of filth to be disposed of and disregarded!"
It's impossible to tell whether he's drooling or just swallowing water--but even in the lake, he's capable of large, violent, dramatic gesture.
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"That doesn't make any--" she cuts herself off and shakes her head, taking a moment to collect her thoughts. "I'm not inclined to abuse or discard anything, and you hardly seem worthless to me."
What Ginko had been describing about Foster's behavior previously is starting to make much more sense. This man is not mentally well, nor apparently well-equipped to deal with social situations in the slightest.
"How about we start this over. What were you doing at the bottom of the lake at this time of night? There must be more comfortable places to find solitude."
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And he's extremely unwell right now, not that Tanyuu would know what that looks like--but she's certainly seeing its backlash.
"HhhhHhhh," he makes a coarse wheezing sound, as if her rebuttal is causing him physical pain. Days of prolonged stress and suppressed trauma are starting to be felt, a shift finally triggered by Tanyuu's first small, seemingly minor transgression.
"dON'T--" He can't swallow water and talk at the same time. It's less 'swallowing' and more 'inhaling' it, honestly, but it's interruption enough. Getting worked up distracts him too much to swim, and his head drops below the surface of the water, cutting him off until he can tread his way back up.
'You hardly seem worthless.'
It's a kind of rage, one that goes unempowered and unfelt. Instead of a breakdown, it's a moment of aggression--
"Meditating! I was meditating!" He blurts it with such force of harsh enthusiasm that it probably sounds as fake as it is blunt.
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"Meditating? You looked like you were dead!"
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The experience of being dead, of drowning, buried not in earth but swallowed by deep waters.
"That was the goal, yes!" The enthusiasm this time is much more sincere--which conveys its own form of violence. "Death--yes, everything leads to death, eventually. It's.... familiar. A kind of... peace."
Yes. His peace. The peace of death? Silence. Inside and out.
He's gotten distracted in the nature of his own explanation--preoccupied, really--so he's not even looking at her any more, but down into the water.
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Tanyuu has heard many tales about people seeking death. Whether by influence of a mushi or the pressures of their own lives, the story is one that mushishi see far more often than one might expect. But from what little she knows of Foster, the idea of him wishing for death doesn't quite fit. At least not in the ways she is used to understanding such desires.
"You were looking for...the peace of death's imitation?" In a round-about way, it almost makes sense. If you are dead, then you are nothing, an empty vessel with no thoughts or distractions. Some might argue that could constitute a 'peace of mind'.
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Well, more repetition than is natural for him, anyway.
"Thinking.... gets tiring. I thought that pain was the only way to shut it off. Or if my mind isn't my own... but! The other side of death is... well, even dying itself is quiet--at the end, at least."
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Just...maybe not 'pretending to drown yourself and die again' extremes.
"And it was helping, until I interrupted?" She sighs softly, glancing towards the shore. "If you wish to go back down, I won't disturb you again. But before you do--"
Here she turns to look at Foster sharply. "You are the one that stopped the vampire attacking Ginko, correct?"
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It takes him a second to figure out what she's asking; the fact that the vampire was attacking Ginko is (rather tellingly) not linked to his actions. But--well, there aren't that many vampire incidents involving Ginko to prune through. He blinks, slowly. People know about that?
"--yes, that was me."
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