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⇨ A SONG IN THE SILENCE
Who: The Harbingers
When: Just after midnight, Day 13
Where: ????
What: The new Harbingers have an out of body experience.
Warnings: Ego death. Some generally upsetting content, most likely.
When: Just after midnight, Day 13
Where: ????
What: The new Harbingers have an out of body experience.
Warnings: Ego death. Some generally upsetting content, most likely.
ONE WAY OUT↴![]() You don't fall unconscious so much as you find yourself completely slipping out of this reality, the meaning of everything you left behind becoming increasingly abstract and hard to hold on to. You're lost in a void, surrounded by whispers that fall just out of range of hearing, in the presence of something so vast that you feel crushed by its presence. On, in this case, lack of presence. Like they say: the abyss stares back. It isn't someone, it is an emptiness, and everything about you feels like it bleeds away in the face of it. A hole that has no bottom. Every attempt to pull yourself together makes this vertigo feel worse, until existence itself feels terrifying or reprehensible. How precisely this existential crisis manifests will depends on the individual, tailored to your own unfulfilled desires, disappointments, frustrations. You find yourself faced with all of the things about reality that fill you with despair and disgust, and while you can attempt to fight it with thoughts of the things you hold dear, it feels unrelenting. Eventually you will break under the weight of it. It's only then, when you find yourself desperate for any kind of escape, that you are finally given the opportunity. The void speaks to you without words, but instead with a simple understanding. It can give you what you need to take control of this despair, of this heartbreaking necessity. Of every lost soul in this world, you are the one that has been given the chance to be the one to end it, to take control in the universe's final days. You will be creation's judge and executioner - and having witnessed this evidence, you know what you must do. This can't go on. This can't be fixed. The only hope left is for the end, but it will be an end at your hand. For once, the power is yours. Only when you are willing to accept this gift will you awaken. You find yourself in your body again, your senses painfully acute, as if you've been reborn. Is this the first time you've truly lived? Every pain, every worry you had prior to this moment seems so small in comparison. The path ahead is clear and unburdened by complication. You are in a dark space, surrounding by the specters of creatures you can't quite make out, like things just barely forgotten. You find that you aren't alone, as others have awoken in the same space. In front of you, floating above your chest, you will find a black light, like a small inverted sun. You know it's a part of you, but that it wasn't like this before. Though fear and a distant sense of disquiet may linger, you can't bring yourself to distrust your new location, or the change in your Spark. You have reassurance, now. It will all be over soon. |
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Pffffft. Wow. Over already?
Taako gets a side-eye from Mari, her wide smile thin and knowing.
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The answer to that additional question going along with Shima's could go in a few different directions.
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She hasn't had an audience like this before.
"And, the answer for you," she looks at Shima, "is 'easily'. Your Sparks are clearly exposed to me, and every Spark is different, in both potential and in nature. Most of you show sufficient potential, but..."
She gives Shima a look over, curling her lip in a way that is a bit dismissive.
"Some could be considered a bit lacking."
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"Weeeellllll, if we're going to be working together on this, then hi," he says, and he sweeps into a bow, his curtain of blond curls falling over his shoulders as he sinks down before the others. "I'm Taako, and, uh, this is my first time causing an apocalypse, so that's pretty cool."
He pauses as he straightens back up, clearly thinking.
"... well. Uh, on purpose, anyway."
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Why is Carly speaking from experience??? That's for her to know and. You guys to ask. If you care. "Something tells me that you've already got a really big idea in store though, if you've got us here!" she adds, nodding toward CY-Ren.
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"Oooooh. Ouch." Mari lets out a low whistle, commemorating the death of Shima's ego as Taako's is lowered into its grave.
No, she doesn't feel it necessary to contribute anything more substantial.
But it is interesting that CY-Ren can see their sparks and they can't. Interesting, interesting, interesting...
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As eager as he is to take this chance to control his life, even now, he can't help but crave companionship. The immediate conflict is stressing him out a bit. Why can't they just do this together?
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Because breaking a single world into multiple dimensions is hard enough and not a feat under Zarc's accomplishments.
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She quirks a brow.
"And a lot of things going on outside of you, too." Y'all are a bunch of mutants.
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Though the words are spoken fairly lightly, there's a sharp undertone to them, a darkness that has been greatly enhanced and drawn out since his recent awakening there in the dark.
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"Because it's a question I don't have an answer to. This planet was untampered with until tonight, and now suddenly there's a gang of what I can only assume are aliens... aliens who were helping my enemies, no less."
Her gaze is momentarily suspicious and searching.
"I know you weren't the only ones. For whatever reason, you opened to the Void before any of my fans. In fact, you were the only ones to react to my spell as intended."
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"We are all from different worlds, but the way we arrived here is the same. We were in service to a powerful Fae, and the Star Guardian you fought happened to appeal to her for assistance."
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"Oh, were you hoping for fans? Sorry!" Mari chirps, but doesn't actually wait for an answer.
"It's fae magic either way. There's a fae carnival we're all signed onto, and we just happened to be touring the area. Guess your timing sucks!"
She's fully aware she's one of the biggest weirdos here, and she kind of enjoys that. It's even literal; inevitably, she's taller than anyone else in the room.
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Yugo pauses in thought about that bit about the spell.
"But heck if I have any idea why your magic got us and only us."
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So instead, he goes, "Hey, I'm totally a fan after today!"
Seriously, is Shima even distinguishable from your average concert-goer yet?
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But Steven brings up one question - why can't they just work together - and CY-Ren brings up another - where are they all from. Which seem connected, because he remembers - the carnival. The others from the carnival.
"Hey! Anyway! We all need to work together... or, else, the others who didn't come along, are going to be a problem? Everybody's really stubborn about living. So..."
He glances at Steven, Carly, and a few of the others who seem eager to work together, instead of showing off how cool and aloof they are. (Admittedly very cool, to the point of cold.)
"I think, some of us should work to distract them! Unless," he specifically addresses CY-Ren, "is there anyway to get the others to understand?"
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"Yeah, uh... is there any way we could get just a second back home before we seal the deal here? J-just to... tie up loose ends, as it were."
To say goodbye. To see his sister at least somewhat-alive one last time.
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They had a warning about possible fae, after all. And she doesn’t understand fae magic like she’d like, but there’s no point in wishing for more time.
“You said we were the only ones to respond as planned. The magic that brought us to this world — could something similar have interfered with your magic?” After all, it wouldn’t have been the first time something didn’t go as planned because of magic.
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"Big words, with so little to back them up," she says smoothly. "Would you like to try that again?"
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that was the plan. to give you a boner. and you got one.
"I don't want to hear that coming from you."
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