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theshimmer2020-08-21 01:45 am
shimmermods) wrote in theshimmer2020-08-21 01:45 am
Visions.
LANDSCAPES.
The further in you go, the thicker the calcification becomes.
The crystals on the walls are difficult to make out now, having been encased entirely by thick white growths encompassing the walls like spider veins, like roots; their energy, however, can still be felt if you wander too close to the walls, or if you spend too long recovering yourself after something sufficiently stressful has come into your line of view. This may be more for a problem for some of you than it is for others; some of you are holding up surprisingly well, all things considered.
It isn't a failing on your part, when it hits you.
It's hard to say precisely what "it" is - a sudden fatigue, a seizure, an abrupt swirling of the world beneath your feet; all you know is that you're here, and then you aren't anywhere, and it takes a moment to place what brought the feeling on, or even what the feeling itself is. It will come to you eventually, however, once your eyes refocus and the cavern comes into view again for you properly - it feels like that first week you were here. Like reawakening after a long stint asleep; like being disoriented after realizing that you're not where you should be.
The difference this time is that you are, for all intents and purposes, still where you should be.
You don't seem to have gone anywhere; it doesn't feel like you've lost that much time, even, if you've lost any at all. But the fact of the matter is that something feels different, and it feels wrong, and placing how proves to be difficult.
There's a bend in the path, and suddenly it becomes all too clear.
You aren't supposed to be here, are you?
This place can be anything and everything - the hallway in the upper floor of your house, the bar you frequent, that place where all your comrades are buried. What matters is that it's somewhere you weren't sure you would see again, but the fact of it is that you're seeing it here, and you're seeing it now, and perhaps some of the others with you are seeing it too. Perhaps there are others here, those that have been on your mind for the past few days; perhaps you're all alone outside of whomever is questionably fortunate enough to be experiencing this with you.
Whatever you're seeing, however, something remains present in your mind, driving you onward and encouraging you to move through this, and quickly.
You don't belong here.
You need to leave.
[OOC: Welcome to the first half of our week 5 event! For this portion of the event, the hallucinations you've experienced up until now have become far more thoroughly immersive, and can be seen or experienced by others in something akin to a shared dream-state. These visions are likely to delict something from your world that you would find familiar and would have some sort of attachment to, whether that attachment is positive or negative. Monsters or other people from your world can be present here and interacted with, to deal with as you see fit; fighting them or speaking to them are both fair game. Conversely, your personal experience may be exploring or revisiting an area of your world that may or may not be how you remember it...
Please note that the mods will not be NPCing any characters in your visions or answering questions specific to the environments that you create. However, you are free to create as you see fit; time and space have very little meaning here, and your only limitations to your character's personal illusion/dreamscapes are your own creativity. Feel free to post any prompts you may want to play with, and to tag out to others to experience whatever they want to show you. (However, it is worth noting that any physical items you find in the visions will not remain in their possession afterwards.) As always, if you have any more questions about how works, let us know!]
The crystals on the walls are difficult to make out now, having been encased entirely by thick white growths encompassing the walls like spider veins, like roots; their energy, however, can still be felt if you wander too close to the walls, or if you spend too long recovering yourself after something sufficiently stressful has come into your line of view. This may be more for a problem for some of you than it is for others; some of you are holding up surprisingly well, all things considered.
It isn't a failing on your part, when it hits you.
It's hard to say precisely what "it" is - a sudden fatigue, a seizure, an abrupt swirling of the world beneath your feet; all you know is that you're here, and then you aren't anywhere, and it takes a moment to place what brought the feeling on, or even what the feeling itself is. It will come to you eventually, however, once your eyes refocus and the cavern comes into view again for you properly - it feels like that first week you were here. Like reawakening after a long stint asleep; like being disoriented after realizing that you're not where you should be.
The difference this time is that you are, for all intents and purposes, still where you should be.
You don't seem to have gone anywhere; it doesn't feel like you've lost that much time, even, if you've lost any at all. But the fact of the matter is that something feels different, and it feels wrong, and placing how proves to be difficult.
There's a bend in the path, and suddenly it becomes all too clear.
You aren't supposed to be here, are you?
This place can be anything and everything - the hallway in the upper floor of your house, the bar you frequent, that place where all your comrades are buried. What matters is that it's somewhere you weren't sure you would see again, but the fact of it is that you're seeing it here, and you're seeing it now, and perhaps some of the others with you are seeing it too. Perhaps there are others here, those that have been on your mind for the past few days; perhaps you're all alone outside of whomever is questionably fortunate enough to be experiencing this with you.
Whatever you're seeing, however, something remains present in your mind, driving you onward and encouraging you to move through this, and quickly.
You don't belong here.
You need to leave.
[OOC: Welcome to the first half of our week 5 event! For this portion of the event, the hallucinations you've experienced up until now have become far more thoroughly immersive, and can be seen or experienced by others in something akin to a shared dream-state. These visions are likely to delict something from your world that you would find familiar and would have some sort of attachment to, whether that attachment is positive or negative. Monsters or other people from your world can be present here and interacted with, to deal with as you see fit; fighting them or speaking to them are both fair game. Conversely, your personal experience may be exploring or revisiting an area of your world that may or may not be how you remember it...
Please note that the mods will not be NPCing any characters in your visions or answering questions specific to the environments that you create. However, you are free to create as you see fit; time and space have very little meaning here, and your only limitations to your character's personal illusion/dreamscapes are your own creativity. Feel free to post any prompts you may want to play with, and to tag out to others to experience whatever they want to show you. (However, it is worth noting that any physical items you find in the visions will not remain in their possession afterwards.) As always, if you have any more questions about how works, let us know!]
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Yusei glances back.]
Funny. I was thinking about asking the exact same thing.
[He doesn't look like he thinks this is funny.]
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[ Garma stammers, entirely too confused by this clashing of words to really manage a coherent sentence. But then there is his sister staring at him and that makes all his rambling freeze in his throat.
No. He is a man of house Zabi. Even if this is impossible, he has to conduct himself accordingly. And his attitude changes, as he turns to face Kycilia with a smile. ]
This is Lt. Yusei, a comrade from my squadron. We are only here on a short leave.
[ Kycilia scoffs at that. ]
Is that how soft you've grown? Bringing your employees to our house as if they were friends. Your Earth assignment has not done you any good. Well, Lt. Enjoy your stay.
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But he can pull off the stoic, stiff demeanor of one well enough, so he nods his head stiffly at this woman's...greeting.]
Excuse my intrusion.
[Wow. That almost sounded polite.]
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Sister, this is not a leisure visit. If you would excuse us--
[ Inside, Yusei will instantly be greeted with a massive family portrait on the wall. Kycilia doesn't make move to follow them at least, she seems to have just been headed out. ]
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Yusei waits for Garma's sister to be out of earshot, before glancing at him.]
Garma, what is all this...?
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It's... it's my house. That woman was Read Admiral Kycilia Zabi, my elder sister... is what I would ordinarily say, but what... we can't really be here, right?
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I don't think so. There shouldn't have been a way for us to be sent home - the Shimmer would have done that ages ago if it could, I think.
[better to swat someone else home and never deal with them again rather than squash them, he thinks. less trouble that way.]
Have you...been seeing things from home, lately?
[Because Yusei sure has, and hoo boy they weren't fun.]
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[ He inclines his head towards the family picture. ]
All of them. My father, my siblings. I thought I just needed to ignore such mirages, but now... we're here.
[ Tentatively, Garma reaches out to place a hand against the wall. ]
And it's tangible.
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[Shadows of monsters he'd defeated so long ago. The Earthbound Gods, the Dark Signers who called them. Kiryu, the other Signers. All of them laying claim to his heart.]
Did this place...really materialize from your memories? If I'm here, and still seeing this despite knowing nothing about it...
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It seems so. I mean... this is my house. There is no mistaking it.
[ Even if the painting seems a little huge, but then, maybe that's just because he hasn't been home in a long while? ]
Follow me, I need to see if this actually holds up.
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If there's even the slightest difference...you'll know, right?
[Maybe? maybe.]
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[ And into that room they go - it looks... well, there is a giant portrait of a slightly younger looking Garma on the wall, looking very prim and proper. It is overall decorated in tones of red and pink, decorated more like a lady's bedroom than the room of a soldier. Don't judge.
Garma at least seems relieved... before he realizes he might not want to be. ]
It's how it should be..-
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If nothing's different...what does the Shimmer want, showing us this?
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.. I don't know. Maybe... Remember how my hands have Zolf's tattoos? Are we all... merging? Even our minds?
[ Actually he hates that he just said this out loud, it sounds too horrifying now. ]
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[I mean, Yusei might have already joked about this with Kimbley in his mindverse but-ok, let's think about this seriously.]
Knowing how this place is, we could easily end up merged together before we even know it.
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[ Like, nothing against you, or anyone here, but he's pretty good being the guy he is! ]
If only I had any idea how to smash this illusion--