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sticksandbones2023-08-04 10:59 am
- !event,
- !tdm,
- arknights: gnosis,
- arknights: mizuki,
- arknights: shalem,
- baldur's gate iii: astarion ancunín,
- elsword: elsword,
- fate: bb,
- handead anthem: gara ukai,
- i'm the grim reaper: brook,
- jujutsu kaisen: toge inumaki,
- original: caoimhe ailbhe,
- original: felicity morais,
- original: rennuid tathviel
Event & TDM 003
You open your eyes.
It feels like you’ve been here before, like you’re finally home. Today, the sun shines brightly, brilliantly, on the open forest clearing making up Aldric’s Grove. Vines wrap around old buildings, overgrowth covers ruins of what once were homes and shops, and weeds poke up through the cracks of foundations. Before you stands an inn, a well, and one hundred beautiful flowers peppered throughout the clearing. Be not fooled by their beauty, wanderer; should you stray too close, the flowers are happy to bite.
Fret not, however; should you seek escape from the carnivorous foliage, the inn is plenty safe from attacks. Perhaps you ought to get acquainted with others like you, lounging in the lobby with nowhere to go. Perhaps you should find yourself a room, a place to stay. After all, room and board is completely free of charge! Should you dig through the bedside table of your new room, you’ll find only one thing within: A Polaroid photograph of yourself from years ago. You were younger, then — or, if age doesn’t define you, you were different. Still, you remember posing for this photograph… don’t you?
If the photo is too much for you, a trip to the river might offer respite. The oppressive fog wrapping around the grove and obscuring much of the distant forest some miles out won’t let you wander too far. Luckily, there’s a stretch of river perfect for a round of fishing, playing in, or simply relaxing by. Mushrooms grow along the banks and on the trees, but remember to say “thank you” to the forest if you take them. You wouldn’t like the consequences otherwise.
cw: madness, hallucinations
You might have had luck avoiding the gnashing fangs of the flowers thus far, but they begin to get restless and aggressive the longer they go without feeding. They can’t quite uproot themselves and chase you down, but they will stretch their stalks as far as they can, unfurl their petals and try to wrap sharp leaves around your legs and anything else within reach. If you aren’t careful, their fangs will pierce your flesh, and they will drink from you until they drain you dry. Shout for help if they latch on. Surely someone will come to your aid.
…just try not to look at them much. The flowers take passive abilities of anyone they feed from, and that means they possess powers of their own. Stare for a moment too long, and you’ll begin to see your nightmares brought to life, feel a crawling down your back like one million insect feet, a grappling at your ankles as something tries to drag you under the metaphorical tides. Black tendrils sweep over your eyes, they grip the facades of buildings, they tear your friends to shreds and eat them whole. Focus. Focus on that voice telling you to snap out of it, on the people around you waving their hands in front of your eyes. It isn’t real. Blink, shake your head, and clear your thoughts.
Or don’t. “Give in,” a sultry voice murmurs, “Let me consume you.”
cw: auditory hallucinations, animal butchery
From the fenced-off, locked-up manor to the northwest of the Grove, a spill of magic begins to leak out from boarded-up windows. It’s gradual at first before it suddenly bursts, and that’s when everything starts to go haywire. The Manor’s heart aches, friend. Something in that house is oh-so-miserable with no way out… and it intends to make you feel its pain.
Every regret you’ve ever had — every word left unspoken, every lie you’ve told, everything you believe you’ve done wrong — those feelings are brought to the surface and magnified. No matter where you look, what you do, or how much you try to distract yourself, those emotions will always bubble to the surface.
You might think wandering into the forest will help you flee from yourself for a time, but as soon as you cross the threshold, the path back to the clearing closes behind you in a rustle of leaves. The only way out is forward, it seems, but the forest won’t play fair. The path will shift unexpectedly, blocking your route, forcing you to backtrack, but never quite allowing escape. All the while, voices fill your mind, chasing after you no matter where you go. They are the murmurs of those you have wronged, the murmurs of a conscience slighted.
Seeking out a companion in the labyrinth will quell them, for a time. Should your heart weigh too heavy, confessing to your labyrinth-partner what you’re grappling with will absolve you of your guilt and leave you feeling clear-headed enough to escape. At that point, the forest, too, seems content to let you solve the maze without interference.
Should you escape fairly, without harming the labyrinth, you’ll be rewarded: A freshly-hunted game animal from your homeland is dropped at your feet just as you step back into the clearing. Enjoy it, for you will not have the opportunity to get another. The forest only allows one round per person.
The residents of Aldric’s Grove have had a rough time here, but not everything has to be bad. On the night of the new moon, the Shopkeeper leaves his store for the night, and alongside the Trader — who normally sits outside the inn by her stall and her giant turtle — he constructs a bonfire some distance from the carnivorous plants. Nearby to it are tables with a feast set upon them, free for everyone to enjoy. There’s music playing from… somewhere. Don’t think about it too hard. The wispy, sentient shadows that comprise the Shopkeeper and Trader are happy to dance with you, too, if you ask.
Enjoy your night, friends. You’ve made it to the end of the month, and you deserve a break.
CLICK TO EXPAND!
❖ Several patches of the murderous flowers seem to have been electrocuted, lit on fire or cut.
BB ⧸ Fate GO
Ah, how cute.
[ So says the highly functional Ai, from upon the bed. ]
It isn't every day, BB-chan is caught by surprise.
[ Slowly, ebbs in a tentacle curling along her frame. Escaping from the shadows it crept out of, and drawing in her body. It lifts her, delicately while her arms folded across her rather ridiculously large chest (honestly). BB seems to look as if she is lost deep thought, deep consideration of her circumstances, so far lost in these thoughts that the tentacles maneuvering around her. Are all of what seems to have conscious of the world before her.
Eyes possess a profound, vibrant, and volatile shade of dark red. Eyebrows sternly, furrowing downward as if she was looking down upon an insignificant bug. From her belongings, a photograph slithers out, each movement demonstrated seemingly in her apparent control. Diamondback tentacles continue to encircle the room, adhering to walls, fixtures, every surface. They suction themselves, exploring and tasting, as if driven by an unseen force. ]
Ne, ne - Why is there so many BB-chans in this photo?
[ She crushes it - burns it even in her hands. Watching as the remains of the photograph, churn into a black ooze and drip onto the lowered limbs.
That is suddenly when - the door opens, and with such impermanence... As if the imagery here had never existed in the first place, and time itself resumed as it was meant to. BB-chan can be found throwing herself wildly into whoever's arms opened the door, with a brilliant scream! ]
KYAA!! WHERE AM I!!!!!
[ You almost entered her reality marble! SCARY!!!! ]
▰ ▰ ⎇ ００１. WAKE UP B
Well, I think introductions are in order!! Hello, its nice to meet all of you.
[ She is tame, for now. Play the part of a good girl, you can't just be yourself in front of people you dont know can you? ]
You can call me, BB - in fact cute nicknames are my favorite feel free to have fun~♡!
[ Let the chaos begin! ]
▰ ▰ ⎇ ００２. HEY
[ Leaning forward, she whispers softly. ]
Oh? I think if you consumed me, you would get a tummy ache... But, BB-chan understands exactly how you feel.
[ BB is not afraid of these flowers, but if you are struggling and in need of help - she may help you. Or maybe, watch and make it worse. ]
▰ ▰ ⎇ ００３. IT'S ALRIGHT
tw: pele!bb inc, BB as pele!BB is someone most affiliated with Dark Sakura. A sinister person who in every way, will make your life miserable if she can. Torment you, or torture you. Her hatred towards humanity, comes out here the most.
[ To BB's surprise, she finds herself in an unfamiliar place - yes, yet strangely at home, as if it mirrors her essence or the twistedness of her own heart. As a servant however, even she is effected by mana, and the course of magic that leaks into the world is a feast for a being like her. Yet all the same, it would be boring if she was inherently all powerful - and although in this circumstance. As she is someone who even the concept of cosmic horrors did not effect or change - but merely allowed her to be her most truest self.
BB is... Her most truest self, without meaning to be. The agonies and despair of humans - of which she consumed long ago. Becomes a volatile force within her heart. The Labyrinth, like minded they are. Calls for her, and she is starved to bully a soul into bearing themselves to her. ]
Oh no, good.
[ She sighs deeply, as if she were the one suffering. ]
If BB-chan keeps this up, the gig will be up before I even started~✩!
[ As in, so much for trying to hide her cute devilish side! Not that she could ever, being a dumbass and all. ]
▰ ▰ ⎇ ００４. I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU
[ BB is stuffing her face with food!! Although as a servant in a magically thriving place, BB does not have to worry about keeping herself existing. It is important to get a well balanced, and full meal! ]
OOO~!! This is so tasty...
[ She is casually dressed, and maybe bouncing around to the music as if she is trying out for some idol group. ]
▰ ▰ ⎇ ００５. other
▰ ▰ ⎇ ００３. IT'S ALRIGHT
- probably told caoimhe off for being an idiot and letting people die under her watch and care. Akin to 'Had you actually be responsible in the first place, you would have realized the idea you had was bad - hundreds of innocent people would not have died. Your right you are at fault tehe!'
- just generally made caoimhe feel like ita all her fault her world is going to die.]