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kaisou2023-07-20 09:14 pm
twofoldfury) wrote in kaisou2023-07-20 09:14 pm
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WHO: Diarmuid and Waver, then Diarmuid and YOU WITH THE FACE!!
WHERE: A Labyrinth, The Network, Around Town, particularly the outskirts
WHEN: 7/20, 7/21, Generally late July
WHAT: Arrival
WARNINGS: Stuff being on fire and warped reality, this will change.
i. lost in your own mind (locked to Waver)
[His star faded. He returned to the Throne of Heroes. No thought remained in the oblivion of non-existence.
And yet Diarmuid’s eyes shot open, seeing the sky filled with ash and tinged orange and red. The atmosphere unbearably warm while he jolted to a sitting position, necessitating him to get onto his feet as fire spread around him.
It was like a nightmare. And the more he sprinted through, lances in hand, the more the layout returned to his memory. Or rather, parts of the layout as it seemed warped beyond measure.
Fuyuki. Excalibur. Enuma Elish.
Do as you believe is right.
A star worth chasing.
The last thing he remembered hearing from his Master. Everything rushed back but he could not afford to hesitate here. The deeper into Fuyuki’s forest parts of it, assumedly in his haste, looked familiar in a different way. Familiar from his life as a human.
From Ireland. From his hunt all those years ago. Diarmuid blinked once before it returned to Fuyuki. A trick of the light? Something to shake him on purpose?
No… no it didn’t matter. It shook him to his very core. But he needed to move out of this fire.
He needed to find his Master.]
Master...! Can you hear me?!
ii. voice; un: goldenrose
[A dignified and smooth voice is on your feed today, Libra app! Only his voice, though that alone gave the veneer of a face that matched. Of someone very handsome.]
I’m told this Libra network is how most communications are handled easily. I’ve never encountered this technology before, I ask for patience while I fumble with it. Nevertheless, I thought I would take the time to introduce myself and lay my cards on the table.
I am Diarmuid ua Duibhne, first spear of the Fianna.
I’d like to know more about this city from the perspectives of you all. I’d be grateful if you could tell me something you find noteworthy, or perhaps something you find interesting. Anything you have to say is worthy of contribution and I shall bear it all in my mind. I have a second opportunity at life here and I want to make the most of it.
Thank you all kindly.
iii. the other option
[At some point between his texting endeavor and his labyrinth, Diarmuid is literally going to take all the time he needs to painstakingly make a mental map of what parts of the city he can. Even as night fell on occasion within some days of his arrival he can be found just about anywhere.
At just about any altitude as well, check your rooftops cryptids.
During any downpours, however, he will be found taking shelter in establishments or under awnings.
Also, he's wearing sunglasses.]
WHERE: A Labyrinth, The Network, Around Town, particularly the outskirts
WHEN: 7/20, 7/21, Generally late July
WHAT: Arrival
WARNINGS: Stuff being on fire and warped reality, this will change.
i. lost in your own mind (locked to Waver)
[His star faded. He returned to the Throne of Heroes. No thought remained in the oblivion of non-existence.
And yet Diarmuid’s eyes shot open, seeing the sky filled with ash and tinged orange and red. The atmosphere unbearably warm while he jolted to a sitting position, necessitating him to get onto his feet as fire spread around him.
It was like a nightmare. And the more he sprinted through, lances in hand, the more the layout returned to his memory. Or rather, parts of the layout as it seemed warped beyond measure.
Fuyuki. Excalibur. Enuma Elish.
Do as you believe is right.
A star worth chasing.
The last thing he remembered hearing from his Master. Everything rushed back but he could not afford to hesitate here. The deeper into Fuyuki’s forest parts of it, assumedly in his haste, looked familiar in a different way. Familiar from his life as a human.
From Ireland. From his hunt all those years ago. Diarmuid blinked once before it returned to Fuyuki. A trick of the light? Something to shake him on purpose?
No… no it didn’t matter. It shook him to his very core. But he needed to move out of this fire.
He needed to find his Master.]
Master...! Can you hear me?!
ii. voice; un: goldenrose
[A dignified and smooth voice is on your feed today, Libra app! Only his voice, though that alone gave the veneer of a face that matched. Of someone very handsome.]
I’m told this Libra network is how most communications are handled easily. I’ve never encountered this technology before, I ask for patience while I fumble with it. Nevertheless, I thought I would take the time to introduce myself and lay my cards on the table.
I am Diarmuid ua Duibhne, first spear of the Fianna.
I’d like to know more about this city from the perspectives of you all. I’d be grateful if you could tell me something you find noteworthy, or perhaps something you find interesting. Anything you have to say is worthy of contribution and I shall bear it all in my mind. I have a second opportunity at life here and I want to make the most of it.
Thank you all kindly.
iii. the other option
[At some point between his texting endeavor and his labyrinth, Diarmuid is literally going to take all the time he needs to painstakingly make a mental map of what parts of the city he can. Even as night fell on occasion within some days of his arrival he can be found just about anywhere.
At just about any altitude as well, check your rooftops cryptids.
During any downpours, however, he will be found taking shelter in establishments or under awnings.
Also, he's wearing sunglasses.]