panumbra: (Silence.)
[personal profile] panumbra
Who: Anyone
When: Day 146, morning
Where: Portals
What: A not-so-long awaited return

[So for those who were curious about that counter that said "6 days" a couple days ago in the portal room next to the level 3 baths, the numbers on it have been jumping around the last couple of days, up and down, as if giving a live update of the haggling that's been going on behind the scenes.

Today the numbers run all the way down to zero suddenly and then is replaced with the following:

"Duration: approx 2-3 days"

With that the portal surface starts to ripple in the way that indicates that it's become permeable, and those who wander by the area may start to get the distinct smell of salty ocean air coming through it. Those on this side who try to push through it will find that although their hand disappears through the shadow layer of the portal, something that feels sort of like saran wrap blocks their hand on the other side, stretching under their weight but not letting them through.

Not so for the other side though, and if people stick around long enough they might get a surprise.]


((ooc: OK. Pre-visit threading if you're so inclined! Otherwise everyone is free to comment to this post (normal residents too, of course)! Good-enders, please indicate you're visiting in your header so people can spot you easily. You will be allowed to visit and post freely for 2-3 IC days, which translates to maybe a little more than a week OOCly.

Questions go here.))

Dream Post

Jun. 22nd, 2013 03:41 pm
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Sleepy people
When: Day 144, early evening and onward into night
Where: HQ
What: Dream post!

[With the semi-gloom lasting all day for the last couple of days, it might feel difficult to stay awake. It'd be nice just to curl up in your blankets somewhere, and perhaps some are turning in early because of the weather. Either way, those who fall asleep tonight find themselves inclined to dream. And those who dream will find that it becomes difficult to tell where their own dreams end and someone else's dream begins.]


((OOC: SO IT'S A DREAM POST!

For those of you who have never participated in a dream post, everyone interested in running a dream for their character will make a top-level comment and people comment to that to be in that character's dream. There are basically no rules about how it works! Be a lucid dreamer, don't be, figure it out halfway through, push and pull between who controls the dream. w/e have fun! If you need an OOC excuse to be asleep you can assume Rew's power just made your character unreasonably tired at some point. Solitary dreamers may remember the impression of rising ocean waters and life blooming in its depths when they wake up, though Rew himself doesn't show.))
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Anyone
When: Day 143, evening
Where: HQ
What: Intros!

[With the rain still pouring on and off all day, new arrivals will have to stick to touring the HQ. At least there's still some excitement to be had, what with all the lizagons returning to roost to avoid the rain. Try not to annoy them when you make your way down to Level 1]

[ TOP-LEVEL COMMENTS | Kishitani Shinra (pg) | Tet (oc) | Nabuca ]
afoxylady: /all to <lj user="iconsprite"> (Give me a reason)
[personal profile] afoxylady
Who: everyone
When: Day 142, night to early morning
Where: Anywhere
What:

[ What are you up to tonight, dear citizens of Thusia?

Perhaps one might watch the stars for a while despite the chill, until the clouds begin to roll in sometime past midnight-- a light flurry of snow falls, but it's become too warm to stick. ]
ofstormandsea: (Some terrible lie)
[personal profile] ofstormandsea
Who: Muirin, Natsume, anybody. Mingle away.
When: Day 139, Evening to night.
Where: Kitchens; outside...?
What:

[ As the sun sets and chilly darkness begins to settle onto most of the land, an almost eerie noise rises-- a voice, a song, carried by the wind and entirely unintelligible. It's melodic and horribly, achingly sad... Those who follow the voice outside may find Muirin holed up in a secluded spot on the riverbank, out in the open to soak up the best of the moonlight despite the cold breeze.


Meanwhile, inside, a young fox is making use of the public kitchens to prepare one or two of those large fish and whatever fruits and vegetables she could find into a variety of dishes-- it certainly smells wonderful... ]
soundsinsilence: (giving all it can give)
[personal profile] soundsinsilence
Who: Kururu and other early birds
When: Day 138, morning
Where: Up on the 5th floor dome
What: Maintenance

[A beautiful, sunlit morning, the continuing thaw . . . and up high on the dome, there's a particularly industrious mechanic clearing ice from the solar panels.

Most of it goes into the bucket balanced at her feet, but there's the odd piece that slips free, falling to the ground—]

Look out!
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Everyone
When: Day 137, morning
Where: Anywhere
What:

[this morning, regardless of how long you slept or how much you slept, you don't feel rested at all, like there's something in the air unsettling you. Whatever it it, it's on the tip of your tongue, but you just can't seem to place what it is.

It probably doesn't help that the cold is just cold enough that getting out of bed isn't all that appealing]
[personal profile] growsonyou
Who: Anyone
When: Day 135, morning
Where: C7
What: A bar!!

[On Level 4, C7, an already-grungy-looking sign hangs over a door: The In and Out. Another one is tacked to the partially-open door: "Words come out, booze goes in." And a third, smaller: NOW OPEN FOR BUSINESS.

And if you actually look in, it's a bar. A small bar, a kind of dingy and damp bar, but a bar nonetheless, with a few tables, a bar counter, and a few semi-private booths. (Never fully private, tho, Ur'ghaste don't roll that way.)

Ur'ghaste is hanging out behind the bar, cleaning(??? or at least, running a rag inside) a glass. There is also a 'till' up front made of a hunk of rotting wood with one trumpet-like fungus extending from it. A sign explains the concept: if Ur'ghaste isn't in, speak into this trumpet and tell it something -- a story about your world's society, a secret fear or hope you are nursing, a current resentment, an inadequacy -- and as long as it is both true and either personal or societal, your drink will be slid along the bar to you.]

Welcome~.


((OOC: The In and Out is an open setting - feel free to have a post or thread set in it at any time and if you feel like pinging Ur'ghaste into something in it in the future, just link it in hir shrine page.))
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: anyone
When: Day 134, night
Where: wherever
What:

[The snow finally dwindles as the night settles in, and the snow angels seem to disappear with the clouds overhead. As the clouds clear from the sky, the full moons shine brightly over the pristine snow covered landscape. It's pretty gorgeous if you take the time to look. Of course, you could be in bed already, alone or otherwise.]
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Gods + Anyone
When: Day 130, early evening
Where: Shrine area
What: New Arrivals

[It's hard for a god concerned with bringing back civilization not to be restless lately--especially with how things had been progressing--Anima's "celebration" probably didn't put them in a better mood either.

Those gods still interested in pulling in new souls seem to have been having a hard time of it. Generally unused to working together in a large group for consistent periods of time, many gods have wandered off or become indisposed in various ways, and the number of them able or willing to donate their power keeps fluctuating. For a while now it seemed as if they were casting out their lines and coming back with nothing.

Even so, they continue to cast out blindly, but being unable to truly see beyond the borders of their own world's realm, to determine what's going wrong, it's difficult to say if this desperate bid has stopped working...

But today, something a little unexpected happens...]


((ooc: GOD SENSES TINGLING: gods can feel free to comment to this thread, to the arrivals, or to the post in general. Non-god charas are also free to tag anywhere, including to the gods! ALSO, slow-tagging and backtagging is encouraged since Iri and Juri players will be busy after tonight. Arrivals that aren't part of the experiment may also use this post to intro if they wish!

There were some pre-intro threads for the charas who participated in the experiment which will be unlocked tomorrow. The link to the post will go here. App Experiment pre-intro threads

There is (a bit) more to be revealed in announcements on Sunday.


INTROS
App Experiment Arrivals: Juri Kuran | Irisviel von Einzbern | Mao Ephedra Glandol
Non-experiment Arrivals: ))
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Anyone
When: Day 127, throughout the day
Where: Anywhere
What: What indeed

[Something seems to buzz in the air today... Those who wish the gods hadn't brought them to Thusia (against their will) may feel a stirring around them. Not a physical breeze, but a pressure on their minds. A presence. If they're particularly resentful, they may find that the presence feels quizzical, curious, maybe a little invasive. They may find that something seems to ask them, "If you could change it, how would you rather it had gone?" sounding like their own voice in their head.

Anyone standing near them may experience a brief flash of what their answer would be--the faces of loved ones waiting, the peace of darkness and rest, maybe even some short fantasy about being rescued from death in their own world and finishing what they couldn't before...

It may be unpleasant to linger on such regrets (if that's what they are), and there's the sense that something hovers nearby, watching.]

((ooc: feel free to share subconscious wishes about how things could have gone differently with each other! A little something will be paying attention. ETA: I will pick up headthoughts threads on Wednesday o7))
once_bitten: (! BARK BARK BAR BARK)
[personal profile] once_bitten
Who: dogs and maybe you?
When: Day 124 all dayish
Where: WHEREVER
What: >:o!!!


[ Well, they have figured out where the main pantry is. Not that they can OPEN it, but they sure can run around in front of it in circles and bark. Bark a lot.


They have also found a lot of doors that lead to empty apartments. And storage closets. And stair wells. They are barking there too. ]

((mingle with optional dogs!! Feel free to handwave your interaction to the fluffy little shits. Also feel free to drop me a poke if you would particularly like to draw the bitey mad goddess's attention))
cloakanddaikon: (Absent silhouette)
[personal profile] cloakanddaikon
Who: Any unfortunate individuals wandering by
When: Day 120, evening
Where: The fourth floor
What: FUN THINGS

[Sunset and cool evening air creeps over the fourth floor, but this evening there's something else in the air. The lights are dim and the shadows between them dark, and something within isn't quite the way it should be.

No, bring the light closer and it's normal. Everything is perfectly normal. Isn't it?

The smell of wildflowers and char is just your imagination. The way the grey stone slides into concrete lit by neon lights, or the smooth white of a castle wall is nothing more than a trick of the light. It's surely not raining in here, nor are those clouds between the dim arches of the ceiling.

The trail of blossoms growing intermittently along the wall between Pi-Lambda and the south windows, though, are most definitely there. The colours seem to shift and change of their own accord, inviting a closer look.]


(( Sometimes, when an illusionist has a memory hangover, everyone gets to have a hangover.

The kaliedoscope blossoms (for those that recognize them) are as hypnotic as ever, their petals (mixed with water) are just as intoxicating, and the barbs they stick out when touched are just as sharp. Watch your fingers, and please consume responsibly. ))
hoards_it_up: (Default)
[personal profile] hoards_it_up
Who: Draftees and Anyone else who might notice!
When: Day 120, Morning and on
Where: HQ
What: Event start and mingle

[Throughout the day, residents may notice mysterious smoke signals going up from the dome of the HQ if they're outside: plumes of dense smoke wafting up in a thick trail into the sky. Those alarmed by a potential fire in the lizagon nests will find, however, that nothing seems to be burning when they clamber up onto the dome. Indeed, the smoke that was visible from the ground simply seems to vanish if one goes up there searching for the source (though it may smell like burnt dung and damp wood).

More interesting may be a slow influx throughout the day of rugged, roughed up, possibly smelly people to the HQ, either through the rainforest portal that's open this morning or possibly from out of the mountain-y forests or even out of the tall grasses just north, pulled in by the unmistakable sign of the God that has been watching over, teaching, springing survival-tests on, or just showing up sometimes to be a pest at them.]


((ooc: EVENT BEGIN! Anyone on this list is free to show up and play from today to next Wednesday, as guests of Thusia o7. You do not need to be currently active to play as a guest. And here is the ooc info post about the event. If your chara should be on the list or you want to change your drop route, give me a poke here.

From this point on until next Wednesday, visiting draftees may also feel free to make their own posts for arriving or doing stuff or whatever, just like normal play. Just be sure to tag your post with the "+draftee visits" tag.))
ofstormandsea: (I think this might be it for us)
[personal profile] ofstormandsea
Who: Natsume, Kaori, Muirin
When: Day 119, evening
Where: Various!
What:

[ Tonight, a slightly dirty nine-tailed fox is wandering back into HQ and tiredly flopping on the floor because fuck it, had a busy day getting lost like an idiot.

Over in Sparkles, Natsume is groggily waking up and attempting to fix herself some tea while her apartment-mates are probably still out getting conquered by Prussia. Later on, she's probably out in the common room practicing some illusions and still harboring her tiny finch friends.

...and in some kind of self-fulfilling PB prophecy, Muirin is waking up in some dude's basement... Later on, though, one will likely find her tossing some raw meat to her kelpie in the lower floors, drained and tired. ]
cloakanddaikon: (At least wash your hands first)
[personal profile] cloakanddaikon
Who: Zexion
When: Day 115, late morning through afternoon
Where: 4th floor common area, outside (and above) Pi-Lambda
What: Laundry

[Up on the fourth floor, in the northwest corner, the tightrope tied as a hypotenuse between the corner balcony railings seems to have made a reappearance. It's been joined by another, and another, each rope secured at an equal interval from the last.

There's no one balancing on them today. Instead, a short figure in a long black coat (and notably bare hands, one marked on the back with some kind of red symbol) balances precariously on a the edge of a chair, hanging fresh-washed sheets from the lines.]

Dragons in the open spaces, self-immolating insects covering the balconies, and absolutely no consideration for the basic requirements of civilized living. This entire situation is deplorable.
over_the_fop: (Right so yes?)
[personal profile] over_the_fop
Who: Anyone
When: Day 114, Early morning
Where: On top of the roof
What:

[Be it whatever reason you've found yourself out on the roof, either an adventurous spirit, duty to repair the panels and large gaps, dragon watching or simply enjoying the breeze, the morning is clear and warm.

The flying fortress passes achingly slowly over verdant greens, dense foliage blocking out many hints of what might lay below. An unusually clear, blue sky only gives way to the normal rainclouds in the distance...

From here, the wind whips past, signalling the true speed of the vessel in tandem with the forerunning zephyrs of the storm. And all around, small red dragons climb up through holes in the roof, perch at the edges of the roof, or roar and hiss at each other in passing.

And beyond them, out on the very edge, a young man sits, feet dangling and for all the world, enjoying the breeze. Simple flute music, wandering through only five crude notes, drift back on the air.]
deretsune: (To plant inside of me)
[personal profile] deretsune
Who: Natsume, Chrono, anybody else.
When: Day 113, Evening to late night.
Where: 4th Floor
What:

[ On the fourth floor today you might notice there's a small pile of things near one corner-- a chair, multiple hand-sewn balls, a few knives, a few pairs of sticks connected by a rope with an odd double cone-thing for each of them-- apparently left, abandoned.

...Except when one looks up, they'll notice that on the rope tied across the 4th floor balconies, Natsume(in her plain white leotard, only just a little worn by now) is walking backwards along it, leading Chrono slowly across with her hands linked with his. Chrono looks like he's simply concentrating on not becoming the next Humpty Dumpty. ]

One step at a time-- that's it...
smokeblinded: (the fight for you)
[personal profile] smokeblinded
Who: Spear
When: Day 112, morning (YEAH THIS IS BACKDATED, SORRY)
Where: The Shrine room!
What:

[There's what may be a familiar face showing up in the shrine room on this fine(????) morning! Though, there are some distinct changes. For instance he's wearing this (minus the hat) in orange, and brandishing a knife right from the get-go, moving between the shrines like a trapped animal.

Say hello?]

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