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lostcarnival2017-11-11 10:17 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2017-11-11 10:17 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- 9s,
- @heartstone manor,
- alphys,
- amethyst,
- cole,
- commander syrlya,
- doll,
- five,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- hinawa,
- ichigo kurosaki,
- john childermass,
- joker,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- junko enoshima,
- lambert,
- lauren,
- mari makinami illustrious,
- miko nakadai,
- papyrus,
- reira akaba,
- rita mordio,
- sans,
- sora,
- susan,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- tyki mikk,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yūya sakaki,
- zangetsu
⇨ THE PRINCE IS DEAD
Who: Everyone!
When: Day 178 - B1: Day 6
Where: The Carnival and sometimes on top of the Heart of Stone.
What: Now that the Prince is dead and gone, there's a lot left to sort out. As the remaining servants are liberated and those captured by the Prince are tended to, it's time for recovery and goodbyes.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.
When: Day 178 - B1: Day 6
Where: The Carnival and sometimes on top of the Heart of Stone.
What: Now that the Prince is dead and gone, there's a lot left to sort out. As the remaining servants are liberated and those captured by the Prince are tended to, it's time for recovery and goodbyes.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.
HOME GROUND↴ At long last, it is over. The Prince is dead, and all of his stolen Names have been restored - all that's left to do is treat the wounds and move on. For the first day or two, the Ringmaster will be arranging passage for the servants that are left, all of which have remembered their names for the first time in years. The earth elemental that had been trapped and forced to serve as the Prince's manor, the Heart of Stone, is happy to help for the moment. It appreciates the Ringmaster's mercy, and is free after untold eons of imprisonment. Yet, there are plenty of aspects that are far from simple. There are still servants left mad and transformed into beasts, with no easy way to change them back. The Prince's spells outlive him, and those bearing his poison and his curses will have a difficult road ahead of them. Though most of the bestial servants have been rounded up, and a large number that had been reduced to unmoving statues returned, even the Ringmaster can't return them to normal so simply. The next week is for rest and for settling remaining affairs. If you want to bid farewell to any particular NPCs, or assure care is given where it's needed, now is the time to do it. ► A CURE: The Ringmaster will tell everyone simply - there is no simple way to undo another fae's magic. The Prince's powers were essentially on par with hers, which means that those who have been transformed to stone and those that were cursed into beasts and driven insane are not something she can trivially fix. It will take the work of the carnival and a couple weeks of treatment to shed the curse of stone, and the maddened servants are an entirely separate matter. She will do what she can, but for the most part she is arranging for the Prince's servants to be cared for elsewhere. At least for now, the Ringmaster will be animating the stone portions of people's bodies with magic, though those portions will still be a bit clumsy and numb feeling. ► THE NEW HEARTSTONE: In the absence of the prince, the Heart of Stone will be taking over the remains of the Prince's realm and preventing it from collapsing into void. As it turns out, the manor had been an earth elemental all along - a form of Wyld Fae almost on par to the Prince and Ringmaster themselves. How the Heart of Stone was enslaved is a long story presumably, but the Ringmaster considers it to be a sign of the Prince's own depravity. The Heart will be allowing visitors for the first couple days of this period through the portal, but keep in mind you are essentially just walking around on its body. At least the realm has a floor, now, instead an endless abyss surrounding it. |
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He pulls away like he's been bitten, the revulsion at that idea obvious. There's a visible shiver of fear in him, too.
"No," he growls. "I don't want that creep anywhere near me."
He sounds genuinely afraid that Tyki is going to pull some kind of second turncoat and try to drag him back there.
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"No, I would never bring you anywhere near that vile being again," he says with unwavering conviction. For the first time in this entire week he feels he has a choice, "No, pal. I meant your brother... Sans," he says again, constantly repeating his name, "The Prince is dead. You don't have to worry about him anymore."
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He can't help but feel like he's missing something. Some kind of resolution, some kind of feeling like he actually did something to free himself. He didn't. He'd just been totally gone as a person, and if this hadn't happened, he'd have been gone forever.
With just an empty, terrified soul left behind. It takes him a little while to get himself together after that, his hands clenched around his bone cane.
"Okay," he says, finally, and pushes himself up on the cane, getting to his feet without assistance. He falls silent for a while longer, staring at the floor. Eventually, he thinks of something he should say.
"Thanks. I gotta go."
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Yet family is important and having interacted with Papyrus himself knowing he had tried to order a burger for the now wounded skeleton he's sure something happened between them. Sans was almost urging and body language was something he could read well.
He steps back to give him space and double checks he did undo the lock from inside of it before he opens the door and takes a step outside himself. He doesn't know how Sans plans to get around but he's quick to get out of his way so he can leave, "You're safe for now."
He looks down at Sans when he's thanked with a half smile and half of his reigning poker face. It's not something that happens often, "Sure, sure. See you around."
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He walks past Tyki, going for the door, his eyes still on him. He half uses the bone weapon he's carrying as a cane.
"Sure. Bye."
And with that, he's stumbling out of the trailer and into the grass, looking for something he has no idea how to find.