May. 22nd, 2012

smothersome: Commission from http://wolfy-t.deviantart.com/ (Gonna stick that spear up your-)
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[Waking up in a strange place was one thing. It was a place that was filled with the oddest of scents, so much so that the air itself felt different. The people around him were dressed in gaudy, revealing outfits, or clothes that constricted the body fiercely. He was lucky that so far, he had not come across any cars. Instead, his curious poking at the phone in his hands had caused the video to turn on. He was crouching on the ground, knees tucked up to his chest as he tosses the phone from hand to hand, seeing what the buttons do. So far, a few things have appeared on the screen.

The feed twirls a little, showing first him, then people around him - a woman in green; a small boy. There are the faint sounds of voices-

Mom, what's he doing?
I think he's from some fair or other. Probably a street performer.
Maybe he's escaped from an asylum!

For his part, Aengus paid it no heed, and when the dizzying twirl stopped, he had it set on his knees. Ah. This looks like it is doing something at least. Hm... The people had scattered, leaving him alone in what appeared to be a park. Curiosity only goes so far, after all. A look of concern was set upon his brow, though he tried to mask it with his usual winning smile.
]

This is a place of which mine eyes have never before gazed upon.

'tis an unusual thing enough to sleep in the Brú and awaken yet somewhere new. What dost thou require of me? It must be a matter of some importance for you to have brought me here, unknown to any, and even so to myself.

At the least, it would be expected to leave a letter before me.

...I saw a name most familiar and beloved to me upon this. If it be not lying, o Diarmuid, then tell me now.

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May. 22nd, 2012 06:59 am
breatheinthefog: (i'm too wiped out to deal with this)
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*The past few nights, Kaoru has come stumbling home from the dungeon, fighting until she can barely walk. You might see bruises on her, although she wears long sleeves and long skirts even in summer, and you can definitely see her pushing herself to move throughout the day. Find her either at school, in the hotel, or wandering around the town to get groceries she doesn't know what to do with.*
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[ Every since people started dropping off like flies off of this island, Gilgamesh has been unusually silent. Where he would once do nothing but talk all day, so full of himself and happy about it, he mostly kept to himself now. He still showed up to work, but he rarely barked out any orders. He hadn't bothered to keep up with the network at all, and if anyone did try to get his attention? He more than likely shrugged them off. During the dark hour, he would fight much more seriously than he ever had in the past. Nobody could break his concentration. But he was smart enough to know when to stand down as well. Getting himself killed wouldn't do any good. He was careful and strategic when going into things now.

It has been a little over two weeks now. Two weeks of silent mourning, regret, and burning anger. He was tired of what he saw himself as running. It was time, time for him to set himself straight. He was a king, heavens damn it. The King of Heroes. He needed to follow the sagely advice he had been given. Prove to everyone, prove to himself, that he was worthy of such a title. After much hesitation, the all too silent video feed of the King of Heroes flickers to life. ]

Prospero. It has been some time since I last addressed you. Worry not, for I am not here to openly mock you like so many times before. Nor am I here to brag about my many accomplishments. Instead, I offer you something you may still choose to ignore. If that is your choice, so be it.

[ There is a bit of fumbling with the camera, as if he's trying to prop it against something so he doesn't have to hold it. When the view finally clams down, Gilgamesh is seen sitting on the floor of his own apartment, two lion cubs resting their heads comfortably on his lap. He may give them little pettings during this whole video. ]

I'm sure by now many of you have noticed the sudden disappearances have sky-rocketed to insane levels over the past few weeks. I understand that this may have left many of us in uncomfortable positions, both emotionally and otherwise. Even this king has been unsure what to do for some time. Any of us could disappear at any moment, so what is the point in getting to know anyone? This isn't home. Why should we care? These are not your family, your friends, your people. Why should you be obligated to help anyone? The person you save today might be gone tomorrow. What is the point of any of this?

Indeed, these are all thoughts that have plagued my mind these last few weeks. But I have given proper thought to our situation. There is only one option. One absolute option that I should have realized before now. Our backgrounds do not matter here. The past, nor the future hold any merit. We must live for today.

"Live every day as if it were your last", wasn't it? It's a regretful thing that I forgot my own lesson. I realize that some of you do have important matters awaiting you in your home worlds. But for some of us, our time has already come to an end. That is why I ask those of you who share a similar fate to see this as your second chance. Enjoy the things you were never able to in your previous life. You will only regret it if you don't.

[ There's a short pause. The lions stare up at him as he closed his eyes for a bit, letting out a small chuckle before patting their heads again. ]

My, I've rambled on far longer than I intended. My apologies, but I just had to get everything off my chest. It is a rather nice feeling. I won't keep you any longer so you can go back to your daily lives. I only have one more thing of note to mention. From now on, I will offer my sword to aid any during the dark hour. I will consider you all my allies, if you will consider this king yours.

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