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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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[ He calls out breezily with a wave. They fall after, fingers digging in the sand. At least he is probably about to get splinted by Leo and Hector anyway. Tylor doesn't look concerned in the slighest at being left, even when his chest hurts a little. Feelings are feelings. But he accepts that he won't be helping catch anyone like this from the moment he realizes it. It isn't for a lack of wanting.
Tylor's grateful that Michel has people that care about him so much. That love him too. Tylor would've asked him for a game, if he hadn't run off like that. Unprompted, he also remembers how grateful he is that he was able to help win the fight, that everyone is alive. That he still has ears to listen to the beach.
He trusts them all completely anyway. They'd do their best with or without him. Oria would care for Em. At a glance, he sees Hani care for Ramiel. They would always return to him after the important things get sorted. Despite his leg, the pain, Tylor's smile is content in his optimism from the moment Oria steps away. ]