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thearena2014-01-19 10:45 pm
carnagecarnival) wrote in thearena2014-01-19 10:45 pm
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who| Everyone and anyone! May be with or without the Initiate
What| IT'S VOODOO TIME. COME GET YOUR FREE DOSINGS OF FEAR & NIGHTMARES!!!
Where| Specifically the culture exhibits, but really anywhere
When| Starting from early-mid week 1 and carrying on with increasing severity from there (in ten minute bursts)
WARNINGS| to be announced!! / self harm?
The masks pique his interest. Like the paints, but made to something even more exterior. But somehow they were less and more all the same. Something that would work well for war. With no one around, at least that he can see, he pries one off the wall. It comes down easy, like it was meant for him to have. He turns it over idly for a moment or two, examining the designs on the front, how it was crafted, then lifts it up to put it on and peer through it, a grin on his face.
The holy fear rushes in. It's bursts like a bomb going off in him and it immediately rushes out, spreading all around him across the arena. His eyes flash like bright strobes between pink and purple. He can feel it. He laughs out loud in surprise. He can motherfucking feel it. He can feel everyone, where they are, he can feel every layer of fear, the textures of it all, the mother. Fucking. LIFE. He can almost feel the holy two again in his mind, just so very close. He laughs again, louder this time, and brings the voodoo to wrap and curl around him like an affectionate but terrible beast and he gives a joyous purr with it. Then, he lets it free.
He doesn't even give pause the whole ten minutes. Until the mask latches in. Ten paltry ass minutes. And then suddenly it's gone. It evicts more of a cry than the hooks do, digging into his skin. He starts and snarls, immediately reaching up to tear the mask off his face and throw it from him. Indigo pours out from the wounds over his paint. He breathes heavily, staring at it. Then turns his head to another. These masks would have his face ruined by the end of this if his suspicions are correct.
But he knows, as he reaches out to the next mask with his scarred up palms, sometimes wounds were more than worth it.
What| IT'S VOODOO TIME. COME GET YOUR FREE DOSINGS OF FEAR & NIGHTMARES!!!
Where| Specifically the culture exhibits, but really anywhere
When| Starting from early-mid week 1 and carrying on with increasing severity from there (in ten minute bursts)
WARNINGS| to be announced!! / self harm?
The masks pique his interest. Like the paints, but made to something even more exterior. But somehow they were less and more all the same. Something that would work well for war. With no one around, at least that he can see, he pries one off the wall. It comes down easy, like it was meant for him to have. He turns it over idly for a moment or two, examining the designs on the front, how it was crafted, then lifts it up to put it on and peer through it, a grin on his face.
The holy fear rushes in. It's bursts like a bomb going off in him and it immediately rushes out, spreading all around him across the arena. His eyes flash like bright strobes between pink and purple. He can feel it. He laughs out loud in surprise. He can motherfucking feel it. He can feel everyone, where they are, he can feel every layer of fear, the textures of it all, the mother. Fucking. LIFE. He can almost feel the holy two again in his mind, just so very close. He laughs again, louder this time, and brings the voodoo to wrap and curl around him like an affectionate but terrible beast and he gives a joyous purr with it. Then, he lets it free.
He doesn't even give pause the whole ten minutes. Until the mask latches in. Ten paltry ass minutes. And then suddenly it's gone. It evicts more of a cry than the hooks do, digging into his skin. He starts and snarls, immediately reaching up to tear the mask off his face and throw it from him. Indigo pours out from the wounds over his paint. He breathes heavily, staring at it. Then turns his head to another. These masks would have his face ruined by the end of this if his suspicions are correct.
But he knows, as he reaches out to the next mask with his scarred up palms, sometimes wounds were more than worth it.
[OOC: Below is your chance to thread out one of three options! For the first, Option 1, think of it like the nightmare part of Enjolras Crowning. Whether you got in that or not, this is your chance to have some fun! What paranoias or fears might your characters feel or hallucinate if they are awake? What nightmares might they navigate in their dreams? Perhaps they get a little trigger happy? It's all tailored to what your character fears most and available for you to thread out amongst yourselves+with other characters! The major bursts of nightmares and/or fear last for ten minutes (as long as he has the mask on) and so long as they are not too close in Initiate's range (or are particularly susceptible to psychic attack) these things shouldn't be too severe, but the effects can often still linger on... (and obviously, everyone can opt out, just assuming the Initiate is not in range at the time of these attacks.)
Option 2 is similar to the above, but in this case, the Initiate would be attacking your character specifically and this tends to make the power lay on more intensely. This is the option for folks who want their character driven to some intense nightmare jitters, the most vivid of hallucination to, at it's worst, a drive to madness. Or perhaps you character is going to be Initiate's mind-control pawn for the next ten minutes (PM me for more details) for something or other. Maybe both! Of course, your character should be someone he is not close with in this case unless discussed prior.
Option 3 as stated in the player post, of those he considers trustworthy (on the scale of not back-stabbing and selling him out, AND not being vocal about capitol distaste while definitely having it) and able, he will seek them out to try and share information with them through use of his power. It speaks directly through and using fear so it will definitely leave your character feeling distinct discomfort (fear, nausea, dizziness, etc.) regardless of whether they think themselves fearless or not. But it will be a way only they can hear the message, capitol will know nothing of it. If your character is not particularly close with the Initiate, he will begin on something like option 2 or 1 until he picks out the right fear for capitol, and determines they are worthy of the info-- but only with an inserted fear of speaking the information out loud (for safety measures) and possibly even an erasure of the memory of where it came from (PM me on this). If Initiate does not like said character, i'm afraid they're out of luck.
Please specify when you tag in which of these options you wish to chose!!! If the first option is chosen, the Initiate himself will not be tagged into the thread. For more details/a place to message me, go here. HAVE FUN!!! AND SWEET DREAMS!!!]
Option 2 is similar to the above, but in this case, the Initiate would be attacking your character specifically and this tends to make the power lay on more intensely. This is the option for folks who want their character driven to some intense nightmare jitters, the most vivid of hallucination to, at it's worst, a drive to madness. Or perhaps you character is going to be Initiate's mind-control pawn for the next ten minutes (PM me for more details) for something or other. Maybe both! Of course, your character should be someone he is not close with in this case unless discussed prior.
Option 3 as stated in the player post, of those he considers trustworthy (on the scale of not back-stabbing and selling him out, AND not being vocal about capitol distaste while definitely having it) and able, he will seek them out to try and share information with them through use of his power. It speaks directly through and using fear so it will definitely leave your character feeling distinct discomfort (fear, nausea, dizziness, etc.) regardless of whether they think themselves fearless or not. But it will be a way only they can hear the message, capitol will know nothing of it. If your character is not particularly close with the Initiate, he will begin on something like option 2 or 1 until he picks out the right fear for capitol, and determines they are worthy of the info-- but only with an inserted fear of speaking the information out loud (for safety measures) and possibly even an erasure of the memory of where it came from (PM me on this). If Initiate does not like said character, i'm afraid they're out of luck.
Please specify when you tag in which of these options you wish to chose!!! If the first option is chosen, the Initiate himself will not be tagged into the thread. For more details/a place to message me, go here. HAVE FUN!!! AND SWEET DREAMS!!!]
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"Of course I can be keeping secrets, I do be being really good at it."
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'THEN HEED WHAT ALL I IMPART. THIS WHAT ALL I HAVE TOLD TO YOUR SANDY. THERE IS A ROT IN THIS WORLD, SISTER. THERE IS MOTHERFUCKING ROT IN WHAT ALL MAKES AT TO BE ABOUT. DO YOU RECALL ARIADNE, HOW ALL IT WAS TOLD THAT HER SO CALLED REBELLION WAS LIKE TO BE A LIE? HAVE YOU HEAR TALE OF THE THRITEENTH DISTRICT?'
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"No I did no never be hearing of a thirteenth, I did be thinking there did be being twelve."
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He waits for her to process it. He waits for her to show she understands, that this could be their chance.
Before he tells her the catch of course.
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'THERE IS MORE. BOTH SIDES MAKE ALL LIKE TO SEEM THEY AIN'T OF SIN. BUT WE KNOW THE OFFENCES OF ONE. WE KNOW WHAT BE THEIR MOTHERFUCKING IMMORALITIES. BUT WE MUSN'T FORGET THE SINS OF THE OTHER. IT IS THEY, NOT THAT OF THE CAPITOL WHAT ALL UNLEASHED THE XENOMORPH BEASTS ON OUR ILK. ARIADNE WAS LEFT TO HER DAMNING BY THIS SAME MOTHERFUCKING REBELLION. THIS REBELLION MAKES UP AT TO BE POTENTIAL ALLY IN THE DEFEAT OF THE CAPITOL, BUT KEEP IN PAN, THEY ARE NOT BE TRUSTED. THEY WILL SELL OUR LOT AS EASILY AS ALL ANY.'
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"I do no be trusting anyone anyways, so do no be worrying." Both sides were as bad as each other, that made sense Pruna supposed. Everyone betrayed each other in the end.
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'WE MUST MAKE ALL AT TO SEEK OUR OWN MOTHERFUCKING ALLIES. TRUE ALLIES WHAT ALL CAN'T SO EASILY TURN. WE MUST MAKE AT TO FORM OUR SHEILDS AND SWORDS STRUCTURE BEFORE THE MIGHT OF EACH SO THAT COME TIME, WE CAN DESTROY THE REMAINDER WHERE NECESSARY. WE MUST MAKE OUR FORCES STRONG AND FROM THERE SHOW EACH THAT WE ARE ONE TO BE RECKONED ONE. ONE WHAT ALL THEY'D HAVE WISHED TO BRING TO THEIR SIDE. AND WE MUST DO THIS ALL IN UTMOST MOTHERFUCKING SECRECY.'
He tells her all of this, and this time, he does not ask if she can comply. He knows she can.
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"I do be understanding, and I will be doing this with you."
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'HE HAS ONE MORE SECRET TO SHARE WITH SHE. THE NAMELESS SISTER WHAT ALL HAS PROVEN AGAIN THERE IS FAMILY IN THE CARNIVAL. THAT SHE IS MOTHERFUCKING FAMILY. IT IS A NAME.' He pauses, then, 'KURLOZ MAKARA. IT IS TO BE KEPT BETWEEN YOU AND I. BETWEEN ONLY THE CLOSEST AND WORTHY OF THIS MOTHERFUCKER'S OWNSELF. BUT IT IS A SECRECT HE WISHES HER TO KNOW, IN GESTURE OF HIS GRATITUDE FROM AN INITIATE TO HIS SISTER.'
He makes the wisp of shadow bow, as he would.
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She kept listening, another secret. A name? His name? Kurloz Makara, she said it in her head, trying to remember it. She wasn't sure why it was a secret but she didn't know much about names at all.
"I will be remembering it, and I will be telling no one."
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The shadow disappears.
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She concentrated on breathing, not sure if she could get into the emptiness whilst asleep, but it might help when she woke up. She was good at controlling fear.