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altimit2023-10-29 12:29 pm
gluttoning) wrote in altimit2023-10-29 12:29 pm
10/29 --- Δ Haggard Traveler’s Reprieve?????
Who: ??? & you!
What: Something's starting...
Where: Δ Haggard Traveler’s Reprieve (Twilight Shoreline)
When: Sunday, 10/29
Warnings: Will be added as needed.
( Perhaps intrigued by the mail allegedly sent by CC Corp, perhaps visiting the Shoreline by chance, gating into the Area goes as it always does, until the music stays cut for longer than it should, and the black, liminal transition screen lingers for a little too long. The seconds tick on. They near turn to minutes. You can't struggle, you can't argue— you can only simply be, and it occurs to you that maybe you'll be trapped midway here, conscious, for maybe forever.
And then you hear static. Your vision warps; pixels strain into words, blurred and unstable. You see them combat for your attention; you see— )
( And then you load in. )
( POST NAVIGATION )
( Sign-in Comment (Mandatory) • How to Play • Mechanics
Phase 1 • Round 1 • Round 2 • Round 3 • Round 4 • Round 5 • Round 6
Phase 2 • Round 7 • Round 8 • Round 9 • Round 10 •
Round 11 • Round 12
Epilogue )
What: Something's starting...
Where: Δ Haggard Traveler’s Reprieve (Twilight Shoreline)
When: Sunday, 10/29
Warnings: Will be added as needed.
( Perhaps intrigued by the mail allegedly sent by CC Corp, perhaps visiting the Shoreline by chance, gating into the Area goes as it always does, until the music stays cut for longer than it should, and the black, liminal transition screen lingers for a little too long. The seconds tick on. They near turn to minutes. You can't struggle, you can't argue— you can only simply be, and it occurs to you that maybe you'll be trapped midway here, conscious, for maybe forever.
And then you hear static. Your vision warps; pixels strain into words, blurred and unstable. You see them combat for your attention; you see— )
( And then you load in. )
( POST NAVIGATION )
( Sign-in Comment (Mandatory) • How to Play • Mechanics
Phase 1 • Round 1 • Round 2 • Round 3 • Round 4 • Round 5 • Round 6
Phase 2 • Round 7 • Round 8 • Round 9 • Round 10 •
Round 11 • Round 12
Epilogue )
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Macha gazes down at Oria with his broken neck, his black halo and its internal light blaring with false fluorescence in a way that's near painful to see at such concentration. Macha's features remained shadowed, as if he were a husk withered and burnt. There's not much place to stand on the top of the ball, as Macha occupies the whole of it, and he finds Macha is far larger than a normal person and would be difficult to simply lock down with a wrestling-grapple; however, Macha is not as obscenely large as Tarvos. He does need to fit on his ball, after all. )
. . . Why . . . ?
( Despite Oria's apparent hostility, he doesn't seem to understand it. )
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[ Damn. Why is Macha so huge. Oria misses Mithrun being tiny already. He tries to get a footing on the ball, but Macha takes up so much space. He's good at balancing himself, at least. ]
I said I was gonna help you! And if that means beating you up again, I'll--
[ Oops. Not even his parkour training can help him with balancing for too long on the ball (2), so he slips, but he grabs onto Macha's... arm, dangling. ]
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He gazes at Oria dangling...
...
Macha reaches out...
And he scruffs Oria by the back of his neck, holding him aloft. Seems like he's got a pretty high strength score, like a proper Edge Punisher base. )
Stay here. I'll protect you.
( Macha fixes Oria's back against his chest (so he kinda sinks into that, um, ew, enjoy the blood soaking into your armor), and folds his arms across him, like he's holding a doll.
This bodes great for the next round, surely. )
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SHRIEKS ]