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metaverses2022-08-17 10:43 am
forasecond) wrote in metaverses2022-08-17 10:43 am
{Fever inside the storm
Who: Number Five forasecond & OTA
What: Crisis On Infinite Dreamwidths catch-all
When: Aug 12-18, 2022
Where: MetaHumans universe + A Nexus (details inside)
Content Warnings: Five comes with a bucket of warnings, including:
• Mental-physical age discrepancy (he looks 13, he's mentally 58)
• Well-hidden trauma and PTSD symptoms, potential depression/anxiety descriptions, some obsessive behaviors being exhibited at times
• Alcohol-as-a-coping-mechanism which technically presents as underage drinking
• Casual/flippant references to child abuse/neglect
• Violence, liberal use of violent threats, potentially flippant talk about murder and references to his time as an assassin
• In general, he can be aggressive, incredibly reactive, and generally come off as an asshole. These are risks in tagging with him that aren't feasibly curved without being untrue to the character.
Other Notes: HMU on Five's HMD / @loyalwolf[#3540] on plurk[/discord] for something specific!
forasecond & OTA What: Crisis On Infinite Dreamwidths catch-all
When: Aug 12-18, 2022
Where: MetaHumans universe + A Nexus (details inside)
Content Warnings: Five comes with a bucket of warnings, including:
• Mental-physical age discrepancy (he looks 13, he's mentally 58)
• Well-hidden trauma and PTSD symptoms, potential depression/anxiety descriptions, some obsessive behaviors being exhibited at times
• Alcohol-as-a-coping-mechanism which technically presents as underage drinking
• Casual/flippant references to child abuse/neglect
• Violence, liberal use of violent threats, potentially flippant talk about murder and references to his time as an assassin
• In general, he can be aggressive, incredibly reactive, and generally come off as an asshole. These are risks in tagging with him that aren't feasibly curved without being untrue to the character.
Other Notes: HMU on Five's HMD / @loyalwolf[#3540] on plurk[/discord] for something specific!
these golden ashes turn to dust.
The Nexus
ARRIVAL
You show up in a desolate, dilapidated city that has seen better days. The buildings that remain intact are futuristic in their architecture, with sweeping lines, sharp angles, and geometric shapes that seem impossible but some have even withstood whatever ravaged this place so thoroughly.
EXPLORATION
Care needs to be taken as you explore the broken, inhospitable city. Electricity is spotty at best in the few places it seems to still work at all, but powerlines might have enough juice left to harm. Buildings and homes are in various states of disrepair with weak floors. Edible food is hard, though not impossible, to come by. Best to stick with anything you might find in a can.
SURVIVAL
When night falls, it becomes eerie, the lines made by the architechture seem sinister, and there's something humming or clicking in the distance- or is that just your imagnation? You might find yourself faced with a semi-sentient machine, twisted and changed by some magic or other means long-past. You better find an escape route or dismantle it and quickly, because it's coming for you.
ESCAPE
At some point, you see it: a small, shimmering break in the ground you were about to step on, in the wall of the building you're next to or the relfective glass of a broken down car. You see it, and somehow, instinctively, you just instinctley know it will lead you somewhere safe and warm. You're going home.
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He nods a little and says, "Hold onto your guts," with little else for warning, he grabs her wrist seconds before he moves them through space from the bus to the sidewalk outside an ice cream shop.
"You okay?" It's always rough the first time, all that sensation coming from every direction at once. It's dizzying at best and nauseating at worst. Hopefully she's not about to puke.
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"—at the fu-u-u-uck!?"
She reels, yanking her wrist out of his grasp and backing away until she knocks back into the window of the ice cream shop.
"What the hell was that?"
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He glances over at her and lets his eyes sweep across her, making sure she seemed okay physically, at least. No injuries that couldn't be explained by the bus being out of control, all her limbs in the right place. Good.
"Spatial travel is a bitch," he says in way of an answer. "This world makes comics look tame."
A beat.
He scrunches his face up a bit, "Welcome to Excelsior."
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"Could you always do that? I-I-Is that just like... a thing you do?"
Maybe teleportation was a normal human ability in his dimension? Out of all the crazy shit Robin has seen since last summer, this is still a new one for her.
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“Yeah,” he answers this just as dismissively as he’d apologized a second ago. This is old hat to him, no big deal. “It’s not something that was given to me from the Confluence that brought me here, I was born with it.”
He glances over at her again. “You like ice cream?” Rhetorical question, everybody likes ice cream. “C’mon,” he waves a hand to spur her into motion and hopefully it works so he can lead her into the shop.
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Ice cream, though. She'll never say no to ice cream. Even working at Scoops Ahoy in the weirdest summer of her life couldn't take the love of ice cream from her. So, she follows, temporarily setting her existential confusion aside in favor of perusing the list of flavors on display.
"'Pumpkin Spice?' Who wants pumpkin pie spice in their ice cream?"
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"A lot of very weird people," he offers in response. "Whatever you want," he gestures at the menu board. She could get the most ridiculous sundae with a dozen different mix-ins if she wanted, he'll cover it.
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"Are you going to explain why you're buying me ice cream, or is this one of those, 'shut up and be grateful' moments?"