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| [Pipit appears on the screen of the SFC looking very confused and holding a lantern with a yellow flame inside it. He looks from the lantern to the camera.]
Did someone leave this here for me? I found it when I woke up. Does anyone know what this is and why the flame won't go out? And...I can't let go of it. See?
[He ties to let go but it just hangs there, the bar still touching his palm.] I'm very confused. |
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| [The video feed that starts has two people to display. Medic with the perked brow, naturally, as this is his SFC after all, and by his side, Rhi'a, giving a friendly smile from underneath that tiara she still wears before glancing up to the man, waiting for him to speak.
Medic sighs and looks away for a moment at least before finally adressing the network.]
Fein. Let uns just get zhis over vizh, zhen.
[He clears his throat.]
Apparently, Rhi'a und ich... Ve haff some vords to share vizh you, so you better listen as I vill not repeat myself.
[Medic grimaces, then speaks up again.]
Look for a winged one if push comes to shove.
[Rhi'a gives him a brief pat to the shoulder and continues with the second part of their clue.]
Only this kiss will stop it from getting worse.
[And as sudden as the feed had started, it gets turned off again.] |
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| [The video opens to Pip the Eevee pawing at it curiously. Pip and the video feed are sitting beside Kid on a bench. The boy is dressed all in black armor, and holding a ring (... is that a wedding band?) on a chain up at eye level. He looks too absorbed in his own overdramatic thoughts to notice the Eevee playing with his SFC.]
I am a knight-errant, Pip. My Lady has left me here, without anything but her token for remembrance. [DRAMATIC SIGH] Our numbers are dwindling, without any explanation or cure. It is almost enough to drive one to despair. [He holds the ring up, lets it twirl in the evening light.
After a moment, he glances over to see if Pip is paying any attention to his dramatic monologue, and shuts off the SFC.] |
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| [There is a boy staring into the SFC; a somewhat irritated looking Chinese boy dressed in plain clothes, the only unusual adornment being the small mask that surrounds his left eye. From the way he talks, this is clearly a boy who is very wise and well-spoken for his age.]
I am already aware that this is not the normal state of things. But I do not care. Only one thing matters to me right now.
[This boy (who was, uncursed, a man) had been drawn into Vatheon only a few days ago and dragged straight into the curse. Having fought off the full extent of it for a while, he has now, finally, been dragged fully under.]
[And there is only one thing on his mind. One task, one person.]
I must know where Kay is. Now I know that he is not dead, now that the Sunshine and Swallows have shown me that truth, I will search the world to find him. If you know where he might be, you must tell me. |
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| —viously not me! S-So just...quit rubbing it in already so I can think... [Yukari appears abruptly on the screen; probably because she hasn't realized yet that her SFC was turned on, when she banged her hands down and accidently hit the button. She looks very, very upset, and it may or may not have something to do with her now-ruined brand new dress—which some people may actually recognize, since she's been wearing it all week. She'd been planning to wear it to the ball, too, had fate been on her side, but...well, it seems she was simply not that fortunate.
...
Either way, her eyes are a bit red from failing to hold back the tears, and it might be a bit hard to tell exactly who she's talking to...]H-Huh? [Hard, unless of course you've paid attention to the mirrors in Vatheon lately and what they've had to say. It seems the one in her room is telling her just how awful she looks right about now, and she's just about ready to walk out in favor of a more quiet place when she notices the light on her SFC.
She sighs—]Oh, no. Uh...s-s... [GOD, of all the moments for this to happen—] Sorry. [She shuts it off with a click, and for good measure, leaves the starfish on her desk as she walks out. There's gotta be something she can do about this dress...]
(( OOC: Can be action for Volo Dorm mates! IC responses will likely be delayed/after she gets back to her room or something \o/ )) |
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| [She's not happy at all when Silver basically lied and sent her somewhere far from him. By the time she realised it, she try to call for him. And then go back to his original broadcast and see the other responses.
After a few days of frantic searching, she appears on the network. Amane would look strange, because she's not in her uniform or wearing her distinctive headdress. In fact, she looks practically normal in her attire.
Such is the attire of Wendy from Peter Pan.]Have anyone seen Silver? |
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| [Riddles? Rescuing honor students princesses? No thanks. It was quests and loot all the way for her. She had been running around quite a bit for the past few days because of that. Still, after doing those quests she had at least one very important question to ask.
She looked into the camera, looking quite different than she usually did; her skin was nearly white, and her lips were tinged blue, as if she was wearing lipstick. The hooded parka and braided hair was a bit of an oddity for her as well.]Has anyone felt weird after doing errands for the people around here lately? [innocently:] And...what does love feel like? [Oh dear. She was sinking into her role more than she seemed to realize.] |
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| [ When the video feed clicked on, only the slight outlook of the color red could be made out in the darkness. It was quiet at first, but after a moment the silence broke free to a moan- a yawn almost. It was tiny, and as eyes began to adjust to the dim lighting, something caught Yukiteru’s eye- ]
Good morning Yukki!
[Next to the bed but offscreen a voice was heard. It was clearly close, though, since it was very audible from the SFC on the side table.
The boy jolts up when hearing the voice, and as his vision becomes more clear, the image of “Yuno” causes a small gasp from the back of this throat. ]
Who... what are you-!?
Hm? What do you mean Yukki? It’s me, Yuno!
[ fjdbsg he’s scrambling out of bed now, the look of fright glued to his features. His eyes couldn’t escape looking at one thing in particular- a thing that became apparent on the video feed as ‘Yuno’ moved closer and into the frame. She was a wolf, a pink wolf at that, and her smile aimed towards him was revealing a pair of large and sharp teeth to the boy. ]
Yuno? But- [ A beat, no she couldn’t be- ] - what big teeth you have!
O-Oh...that’s sort of rude to say, Yukki. I know I’m not as cute as usual but you don’t have to make fun of me...you on the other hand look good in that red hood you have on!
[ A blink. He’s slowly drawing his attention downward to- yup. Those weren’t his clothes. ] Eh!? What is this, I don’t remember putting this on-! Why do we look like this?
It appears we’re under another one of Vatheon’s curses! [She didn’t really say much else. Yuno sort of....forgot Yukki didn’t know about the curses oops.. ]
Vatheon’s... curses? [ What oh my gawd they had curses here his life. ] What exactly is that suppose to mean?
Oh! Right, you weren’t here for that, Yukki! [ For some reason she looked happy still even while talking about curses. She wasn’t even apparently phased by the fact she was a wolf now... ] These curses just happen randomly from what I was told, but they are always different. Last one that I experienced, it was causing people to...tell their secrets.
Mostly embarrassing ones, but I didn’t have much of those... [ Even if she did, she mostly only got responses from people that weren’t even helpful. Like a certain ugly purple-haired terrorist and a sorta-blind girl who was supposed to be dead... ]
[ Wow okay the curses still didn’t make a whole lot of sense, thus the unsure faces crybaby riding hood will give you. Though in the process of such, Yukki finally realizes that the SFC had been switched on somehow. Cue the sudden embarrassment as he quickly reaches over and shuts off the feed.
Click! ]
[ OOC: Alright, so Yuno is pink and Yukki is in blue! Replies will come from both or just one- whichever! ] |
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| [Mitsuhide and Motochika stand together; upon their brows sit a crown and tiara respectively. It is obvious that they are one of the royal pairs.
Motochika speaks first. The jewels of his tiara match his sea-green tattoos; a few sea flowers rest in the filigree. His long sleeves flow; his garment is made of pearlescent scales. He gestures with placid grace.]
There is a curse upon us, dear kingdom. We must end it before we are swallowed whole.
Eight of us remember the knowledge that this evil stripped of all others. Eight of us hold the last thread of hope in our grasp.
[Mitsuhide, a graceful and elegant prince clad in purple and silver, bows his head and says his piece.]
My Lady Wife speaks the truth.
[If it wasn’t obvious beforehand that they were both now fully cursed, it surely is now. Mitsuhide doesn’t even think of himself as Mitsuhide anymore; as far as he is concerned, he is Prince Fire-Fade.]
We must find the fifth pair. Without them nothing can be done. I have but one clue to share myself: "Riled up, upset, what kind of love?"
[He looks to his ‘Lady Wife.’ Motochika – the Jewel Princess – speaks his next words with gravity.]
And I one more: "Search for a pair in reluctant love."
Seek the six other Princes and Princesses; heed our precious words. If the fifth pair are not found swiftly all hope will be lost and our realm finished.
Do not waver, for we must succeed.
[Motochika turns to Mitsuhide, sleeves fluttering.]
Sweet husband, we have no more counsel to give. It is time to resume the hunt. |
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| [Over the SFC]
[For those who aren’t already familiar with him- which is understandable, considering the… man’s reclusive nature, Darkleer has turned into a centaur. Not just any centaur, but one that is completely white as snow, from his hooves down to the tips of his horns. The only color visible is the shock of blue that are his eyes, which are completely bare. The bubble’s curse has not seen fit to keep shades in this fairytale land.]
[That makes his expressions infinitely easier to read, and he does manage to look a bit sheepish right now, for all his equine qualities. He’s not used to asking for help, which is what this message is all about.]
Pardon the interruption, but I was wondering if someone would be willing to spare a moment of their time to assist me. I would ask my sons-
[Just a brief pause as he wonders where that came from. He’s extremely fond of Equius and Gamzee, and they do call him their father, but… It must be because the boys use that nickname of his so often. That’s all. Darkleer continues on stoically.]
-yet I’m afraid they’re rather preoccupied and I see no reason to bother them. [What he means is that they're having fun, and he doesn't want to ruin the one time his descendent can interact with other people.] If you are good with your hands or know how to interweave things, then please contact me, thank you.
Additionally, I notice that many of you are attempting quests, particularly those which have been set upon us by our… hosts regarding the rescue of these princesses of ours. [Whoops, that eyeroll is visible. Yes, this is what he thinks of the whole fiasco. You’d eyeroll too if, where you’re from, the royals are terrifying, vicious, and capable fighters who don’t need help from anybody.] I admit to being something of a smith, craftsman, and inventor. I am also quite capable with a bow. If you need assistance, I will be more than glad to lend it.
[Near the forest]
[Guess who’s been given a quest? That’s right, the centaur trotting through the woods, bow in hand. He doesn’t seem at all perturbed by the beasts that stalk the trees. He has a keen eye for danger, after all, and his arrows are sharp. There is a satchel around his waist, already slightly filled. He appears to be looking for something… What?]
[The answer is golden apples, which hang from trees here and there. Whenever Darkleer comes across one, he shoots it down from where it hangs, an expert marksman.]
[Do you want to help or hinder?] |
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