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Entry tags:
- !4th wall,
- !event,
- 9s,
- @heartstone manor,
- alphys,
- ashleigh mischief,
- carly nagisa,
- cole,
- commander syrlya,
- five,
- foster van denend,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- herbert west,
- hinawa,
- john childermass,
- joker,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- junko enoshima,
- lambert,
- lauren,
- mercury black,
- miko nakadai,
- papyrus,
- reira akaba,
- rin okumura,
- rita mordio,
- sans,
- sora,
- steven universe,
- susan,
- taako,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- the psiioniic,
- tyki mikk,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yugo,
- yuzu hiragi,
- yūya sakaki,
- zangetsu,
- zecora
⇨ FOURTH WALL EVENT! (OPEN TO ALL)
Who: Everyone and the 4th Wall Visitors!
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.
THE GRAND BALL↴![]() Heartstone Manor is a giant, spooky castle floating in the middle of a twilight filled void. It is the home of a Wyld Fae calling himself The Prince - and despite his name, he is a bestial creature crammed into a gentleman's clothing, completely obsessed with replicating the ideals of old timey human society, much like the 1800's. The Prince and his many servants all dress in a manner appropriate to to the 1500's - 1800's, and decorum and beauty are held sacred above all else. All the workers of the carnival are currently staying there, in the hope of enabling a successful diplomatic venture between the Ringmaster and the Prince. The Grand Ball is being thrown by the Prince to honour these guests, but his manner of doing this is going to come as a bit of a surprise.
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Though, she purses her lips as he notes the point of death. Hmm. "...I guess that's true...if something's dead, normally it's...supposed to stay dead...." She continues to mull over this, moving back, and forth, and lightly spinning the other. "...I used to be dead, come to think of it...The Ringmaster really knows how to turn things around..~!"
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It is something he both loves and hates about it, in equal measure. It is permanent, final, absolute. Inevitable and implacable, beyond the control or appeal of--well, Necromancy is only temporary itself.
It's a good thing Carly is leading this 'dance,' or they would have stopped moving by now. As it is, she's more or less pulling and pushing gently Foster around the dance floor; it's not very difficult because he's basically just letting her do it, but it probably doesn't really deserve to be called 'a dance.'
Nice spin, though.
"Was it worth it?" He doesn't clarify what he's asking, whether it's magic, or the hunt, or dying, or the Ringmaster, or coming back from death, in whatever fashion--
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"...if it had been as I imagined....as I was offered," she murmurs, "...It would have been. ....but the price of being dead and alive at once..."
She swallows, and closes her eyes, the motions pausing just briefly. "....It's good that I'm actually alive again. ....It was.... ....A part of me I needed to get rid of, with what happened because of that choice..."
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So that's something. Maybe.
Or maybe not.
"Your dead self... and your living self?"
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...And, well.
"..........But he was horrible. ...So the Ringmaster helped me to consume him, and revive properly."
Ah.
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It does make sense. Consumption is an essential concept to him--not so much as part of the physical world he was born into, but as part of the world he experiences and inhabits personally, complicit with his disease.
Its rule is so absolute, its tenets so strict, that it is what forces him to be so inflexibly vegetarian. Blood is essential to the being its from, after all. For him, in his body, an outside blood... it's a contaminant. But his own blood consumed by, in someone else--!
...anyway.
Consuming her shadow, which itself is composed of or contains a demon, makes perfect sense to him because it falls so easily within the strange bounds of his psychosis.
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She blinks however, as he questions...alive. "EH?! Ah...well, before... ...I didn't have a heartbeat, right? I was really more of a body, I guess..."