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subdivided2019-06-16 09:21 pm
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week two: mingle
Week Two
26 in Competition
26 in Competition
As the sun rises on Monday morning, all participants will find themselves awakening with a sense of purpose. Regardless of where they slept the night before, they’ll find themselves compelled to return to the main meeting hall first thing in the morning.
Approaching the hall, however, they will find a large, swirling mass grey in color looming near the sakura tree. This swirl cannot be approached just yet, but seems to be locked and waiting for something more.
As the last member of the village enters the hall, they will find Lune and Sol at the head of the room. Though they’re together, it’s Lune who speaks up first this time.
"Good morning, good morning. You've done well to purge the corruption in the previous gateway - allow us to assist with the finishing touches. For the time being, it would appear as though we've been able to locate another. The land might appear a bit familiar to some however... I only advise you watch your step."
When Lune finishes, Sol chimes in from their place at Lune's side.
"The corruption is still out there, and we're going to do all that we can to find a way to contain it. But until then... stick close to others this week. Do your best to protect yourselves and look after each other. Okay?"
The moment participants leave the hall, they will find that the gateway has changed from grey to white, the opening widening enough for multiple people to step through. The Signs will soon take their leave, and all will remain peaceful once more.
The only oddity is that throughout the week, in a noise that extends past the portal but seems to resound even through the village, there will be the occasional, resounding call of a war horn.
In addition, as the week goes on, partners will find ever-growing feelings of anxiety and nervousness dwelling within them the longer they are separated from one another. They will feel compelled to be very close to their partners at all times, and will be on edge if separated for more than an hour by the end of the week. Welcome to surprise codependence at its finest.
Welcome to your week two mingle! As a reminder, murder proposals are open. We will also be hosting a mini-event on Tuesday, so please be on the lookout for that.
In addition, ensure that all of your week one private conversations were reported on the page, and your week two private conversations are reported on that page. If you'll be taking anything from locations, please report that as well.
Approaching the hall, however, they will find a large, swirling mass grey in color looming near the sakura tree. This swirl cannot be approached just yet, but seems to be locked and waiting for something more.
As the last member of the village enters the hall, they will find Lune and Sol at the head of the room. Though they’re together, it’s Lune who speaks up first this time.
"Good morning, good morning. You've done well to purge the corruption in the previous gateway - allow us to assist with the finishing touches. For the time being, it would appear as though we've been able to locate another. The land might appear a bit familiar to some however... I only advise you watch your step."
When Lune finishes, Sol chimes in from their place at Lune's side.
"The corruption is still out there, and we're going to do all that we can to find a way to contain it. But until then... stick close to others this week. Do your best to protect yourselves and look after each other. Okay?"
The moment participants leave the hall, they will find that the gateway has changed from grey to white, the opening widening enough for multiple people to step through. The Signs will soon take their leave, and all will remain peaceful once more.
The only oddity is that throughout the week, in a noise that extends past the portal but seems to resound even through the village, there will be the occasional, resounding call of a war horn.
In addition, as the week goes on, partners will find ever-growing feelings of anxiety and nervousness dwelling within them the longer they are separated from one another. They will feel compelled to be very close to their partners at all times, and will be on edge if separated for more than an hour by the end of the week. Welcome to surprise codependence at its finest.
Welcome to your week two mingle! As a reminder, murder proposals are open. We will also be hosting a mini-event on Tuesday, so please be on the lookout for that.
In addition, ensure that all of your week one private conversations were reported on the page, and your week two private conversations are reported on that page. If you'll be taking anything from locations, please report that as well.
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Giving those words to someone... You should be careful. They might fall in love with you.
[Though it does take a little edge off the annoyance of being stabbed in the leg. While Minato works on the ropes, he leans down and grabs the wood, ripping it away so it doesn't become a hindrance.
Oops, there goes the knife.
He pauses, blinking, and then his eyes settle on Minato's neck as the blood starts pouring right on down. Ah. There's something very delicious about it when it's not fatal, but he won't think about that.
Instead, he reaches out to turn Minato's head to see. Not the whole entire ear, but a good chunk of it and the hair nearby.]
You missed your forehead.
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He doesn't feel pain, not right away. Instead, he feels the hot blood dripping down the side of his neck, gross and uncomfortable. ]
I'll... try not to do that next time.
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If you're going to wrap it, you should, and quickly. Stalling will turn you into a corpse. You won't die.
Just an ear, right?
[He lets go of Minato's head so he can begin twisting the scraps of rope off his legs, stepping out of them carefully.]
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Just an ear... [ He ghosts his hand over where his ear is supposed to be, and just brings it back bloody. Gross. But still doesn't hurt. He doesn't really have anything to wrap it in, though, so the best he can do is to use his knife to cut off part of his sleeve, set it over the wound, and readjust his headband over it so it can help hold it in place. ]
You okay? We need to keep going.
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I should be asking you that. [He puts a hand on Minato's head, like he intends to ruffle it, but he doesn't yet. He smiles.] There isn't any use in telling you not to come. I can see it in your eyes.
Your thirst to be more ripe. It really gets me excited.
[He lets go and continues on. Minato will stubbornly follow probably.]
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Minato stubbornly follows, a little happier for being pat on the head, sort of, and making doubly sure his grip on his knife is secure once he retrieves it. It wouldn't do to lose any of them, after all; they were precious gifts from Hisoka. ]
Less soldiers in a battle field filled with traps... Pierce or pincer?
[ Should they barrel straight through the hoard, or take their chances splitting up and meeting at the end? ]
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Yes. A little boring. I would rather dance with the real thing. [The question doesn't make him stop. He doesn't try to outrun Minato, or make Minato run fast, but he keeps going regardless.] Hmm?
Isn't being on your own dangerous? If you don't make it, I'll get to kill him on my own. ♠
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It's dangerous, but that doesn't matter... But I get it. Let's stay together, then. Wouldn't want to leave you to go at it alone.
[ Minato: Hisoka would be lonely without me. Better stay alive. ]
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Mm. The look in your eyes--I like it. [Better stay alive so he can continue to be turned on by the vivacious, unrelenting spirit of a teenager. It's fine.] Let's go then.
[He increases his pace just slightly, but remains careful of any more netting traps lurking below the earth.]
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He never had to run while paying attention to where he steps, either, used to being free to run into walls or whatever, so this time, he stays behind Hisoka's back— he's got to lengthen his stride quite a bit in order to match Hisoka's, but after that, all he has to do is match foot step for footstep to ensure he's stepping somewhere safe.
Would be nice to have the horse back... but the horse would get caught immediately, so Minato just lets the lava flow from his hand again. It doesn't catch as quickly as fire does, but it's hot and with all the dust kicked up in the air, it starts to spread and eat away at the rope traps and grass and trees and... dead bodies... live bodies too...
Just run faster, they'll be fine. ]
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If Minato's destruction scares him at all, he makes zero indication of it. His focus stays ahead of them while Minato flattens what's around them. It isn't he's necessarily protecting Minato, not when he believes in Minato's own attempt to try, but any stragglers stumbling up to them.
He doesn't need a good leg to be able to use both hands to kill the life in their eyes.]
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This is more of the role Minato is used to, anyways, support from behind rather than leading from the front. He's content to level the playing field while keeping the enemy in check, allowing Hisoka to snipe off whoever is in their way. Somehow, "go for the leader" becomes "mass destruction" instead, but perhaps this is the easiest way in the end.
Mass destruction.
Oda cannot call for reinforcements if he has none left.
The world burns around them, spreading from the ground to the trees to the sky. It's a little harder to breathe, but Minato remains calm, can save his breath as he slows and steadies his pace, and marches forward. ]
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He pauses to glance back over his shoulder.]
There's your boss. ♦ He looks fun.
[Turning, he steps out on his good leg and swivels around behind Minato.] Say, have you ever been bowling? [Both hands settle on Minato's shoulders.]
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[ Is Hisoka going to toss Minato because that's not bowling. ]
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One hand slips down under Minato's bicep, sliding from shoulder to elbow and lifting the arm up and out. He holds the arm there with two fingers.]
It's not hard. You have to roll a heavy ball down a lane at ten pins. You see how many you knock over. [Bending over, he lowers his head by Minato's good ear.] Let's see how many points you get, hm?
First, you have to make the ball. You can do it, can't you?
[A nice, big, molten ball of lava.]
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It doesn't form quickly; Minato hasn't had that much practice with his powers yet, has neglected it for much of his time until just a few days ago, but maybe that's just as well. A small molten ball of lava can cool slightly, forming a thin shell before Minato adds another layer over it, layer upon layer of fire and rock. ]
How big? And then we just... roll it?
[ Mmmmaybe his arms aren't strong enough to lift this and bowl, but he'll try ]
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Bigger. [His golden eyes stay on the growing ball.] Bigger. [They're bowling, but it doesn't have to be a bowling ball size. And yet, better start Minato off small for the first go.] Bigger...
There.
[Just big enough to hold.] It's magnificent. Now you put three holes in it, enough to slide your fingers in. [Off to the side, he stands in bowling position, arms up, as if he's holding a ball himself.] Like this. You step forward and swing it back. [He shows Minato how to serve the ball down the lane.]
And release. As hard as you can.
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aka he more or less chucks it through the air like a baseball instead of rolling it, but that's fine. This is good. Their enemies are dying, Hisoka's teaching how to bowl, Minato can finally report back to Val what burnt flesh smells like. Cool. ]
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Unfortunately, the clown is having the time of his LIFE despite it being at Minato's expense. The ball goes roaring through the line of defenses, and Hisoka's eyes are burning with enthusiasm.]
Ahhh. It's so wonderful to watch them go down.
[He steps forward in front of Minato.] Stay here. I'll be right back. ♠ [It won't do to get Minato murdered? Then he'll have less toys to play with.]
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Hisoka but also me: nah
Minato doesn't have any complaints with taking a rest, nodding as he tries to shake the heat and pain off his hand (this just makes it worse, and he feels like maybe his fingers will fall off, so he just stands there blowing on them to cool them down). ]
Come back safe.
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Having a little fun to get the edge off, don't worry about it Minato. Most of the lackeys don't give him much issue. He's fast and agile, and seems to enjoy fighting with his body as there is no sign of any kind of elemental use. Maybe he just misses Bungee Gum.
A lot of the remaining are obliterated. He doesn't kill everyone necessarily, some aren't worth the effort, some go down without a lot of fuss and don't get back up. Those are the ones he dislikes the most.
Without going for Oda alone, he finally comes rounding back to Minato, seeming mostly satisfied.]
You're a mess, but you're still standing. I'm impressed.
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[ Minato can see him slaughtering hundreds while Minato's out here twiddling his thumbs, contemplating what dinner will be. He's only just barely standing knees locked and losing a lot of blood, but as long as he stays calm and slightly out of it, he won't be wasting as much blood as he could. ]
Are we ready for the boss battle now?
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He doesn't squat down and give an invitation this time. Instead, he bends and scoops Minato back up bridal style.]
You wouldn't give anyone a good fight in this condition. That'd be a shame. Pain is what makes you feel alive, right? But you want to stay alive so you can keep fighting for what you want most.
We'll come back.
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If pain makes him feel alive, he sure feels alive right now. He can't remember the last time his heart was pounding this hard- maybe it's dokis, more likely it's the blood loss and his heart trying its best to maintain organ perfusion. ]
...You're right. Sorry we have to pull out, 'cause of me.
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[:')
But yes. Hisoka will cart Minato off before his best frozen chicken nugget bites the dust before it can even get heated up?? That'd be super tragic. He can't let shitty (hot) historical figures break his toys.]