Asuna stared at the Death Guardian, at least she thought it was one, though now she wasn't sure what was actually real. She glanced back at the mirrors, quite far away now, then at the guardian. Her jaw clenched, mouth forming into a hardline, and quite suddenly she was no longer Asuna curious about the mirrors, warped under their spell, but Executioner Asuna of the War Horseman.
"What are they, and why are they here?" she asked him, shoulders tense. If they were dangerous, they should be destroyed. Moreover, those still there should be taken bodily from the mass of mirrors.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:28 am
The reflection's smile relaxed. "Yes, love is the most important thing ever. If you love yourself, then you'll love others. If you love others, then you'll love yourself, and you'll love me."
A pause.
"And if you love me, if you truly embrace and understand this wonderful feeling of love, then isn't it right for you to sacrifice yourself for me?"
Robert let out a sudden bark of surprise at his own reflection, but it quieted immediately when he saw her. Her. There was no doubt in his mind, now. Even if he couldn't remember her.. that was..
"Alice." He whispered, reaching out to try and touch the mirror's reflection where the girl stood. "Daddy's going to get you out of there, okay? He promises."
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:32 am
Unsettling as it was to not see your reflection when it should definitely be there, having a mirror frame try to pull you in was worse. Her first instinct was to let go. That didn't work. At all. In fact the mirror seemed very much against letting her go. It was trying to draw her fingers in, absorb them. Devour her. She looked around, all to keenly aware that everyone else seemed very occupied with their mirrors.
These mirrors were bad news. "Off of me," Adelaide said to the mirror. This was not the time to wonder what was going on, or to panic, or to cry. She needed rid of this damn mirror. They needed rid of all of them.
She pulled, tried to step back. "You can't have me. You can't have them." No one was going to get eaten by mirrors today, if Adelaide could help it. If it didn't have both of her hands, she'd stab it. As it was, she brought her knee up, fast and strong, to try and break the damn thing.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:34 am
The reflection was a rather ordinary looking version of Siluhe, in a Hunter coat out of all things, looking a little less dangerous and a lot more well, adorable was a good way to start.
"This is bad!" her reflection suddenly gestured, rather wildly, emphatically, "You need to save your friends!"
Meegane
More guilt. Even his strike against the mirror was weaker now, not even denting it.
Sadness.
The feeling of loss, of having lost something so important, so unbearable it was impossible to remember again. His reflection had stopped crying now, and was standing up straight -
- Was it his imagination, or was his reflection more menacing.
The guilt had left now, and in its place was first the terror and then the fear and finally the loneliness. He was so, so alone.
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Reverse Darkjay's personality as long as he is in this ORP!
Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:39 am
Loki's arm tensed upon being grabbed, and as she felt her whole body dragged along with it she turned her gaze sharply toward her would-be kidnapper. But her anger evaporated instantly at the sight of them, as did any further attempt to wrest her wrist back. "H-high Priestess --"
She did her best to duck herself and her heavily fur-lined outfit into a semblance of a reverent bow without tripping over herself mid-walk.
"I don't understand. If this place isn't real - are we in a Trance?" The thought made Loki's blood run slightly colder than usual. If she didn't remember going into a Trance, then it wasn't hers to begin with. That, or something had gone very horribly wrong.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:39 am
Words were power - this was true, even in ways that were not simply that she was saying that they were true. Words could create feelings or intent, and both feelings and intent could make many, many things. Words could even bring more words, which was the true mark of power.
She waved enthusiastically in return, acknowledging that everything being said was (yet again) true and reasonable. She had told her that both of him could come too, so the sight of Robert wasn't surprising; she wasn't quite sure what to do with two of him at once, but that would surely not be an issue with a little more time to think.
While he reassured Alice, she tapped her fingers together and considered what might be the most optimal of ideas. It was Dorothy that reminded her in the first place, and right back to Dorothy was where her mind returned.
"Now do you see? Someone knows!" They were among the words that had given her the power of knowing that Alice existed, and that had to count for something. Or maybe they just needed a little convincing! "There is no place like Home!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:40 am
"Yeah that's the thing," he scratched his neck nervously, where there was a strange O-shaped tattooed burned right against the skin, "There shouldn't be. It's something that shouldn't happen at all." A pause. "What, look, I'm just relaying what I was told, I'm not good with priestess semantics here. The most important thing is we - well we without you - need to pull everyone away. The longer they stay, the less likely they'll ever leave."
Even now she could still hear her reflections talking to her. They seemed real enough. They wanted her to be real. It felt less like a choice Asuna had made now but more a compulsion; she couldn't help but be drawn back in.
Terr spent an eon looking into down into the depths of the mirror. He was curious about where this led, of the promise of valuables that lay hidden within. But there was a part of him that was screaming, some true part of him that was digging its feet into the ground, grabbing onto any possible surface to anchor themselves to.
Trap.
"I should. I should call someone. Verify this claim." his monotone wavered into almost a stammer as trembling hands brought out his phone in an attempt to call someone more knowledgeable.
Terr Death Horseman; Jeweler Wild Arcana (formerly The Hermit) Journal - 6"0 tall - Workaholic - Stoic on the outside, geek on the inside - Tendency to forget to eat/sleep/bathe when working
Zoobey
Terr tries to send Tyr a message. Does it go through?
Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:44 am
The mirrors had her, and they were not letting her go. It was first her arms, and then a strange coldness absorbing her chest, and finally her legs, her wings, her heart.
She was gone.
What felt like seconds later, she reemerged, but this time, she had a proper reflection that did everything she did.
He couldn't break the mirror now. Not even a crack formed. He couldn't even stand, the weight of grief bringing him to his knees. Tears streamed down his face and he couldn't understand why but he just knew that something was gone. It had been important...no, it was the most important thing but it was gone and he was alone. No one would come to his aid, nothing would heal the wound upon his heart.
He looked up at the mirror, able to make out his reflection, anger written across his face. It was scary. At least he did not feel the guilt eating away at him, just the loneliness bearing down on his soul.
He rubbed his eyes but the tears kept coming. He looked around and saw the other horsemen. They were frightening to him. He knelt down, hands covering his head and rocked back and forth, trying to pull air into his lungs as he hyperventilated.
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Character's name: Darkjay Character's clan: War Character's journal link:Here! Character's arcana Chariot BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 6'2 Blonde war horsemen, hair reaching just past his shoulders and slightly messy. He is a royal a*****e and holds himself above all overs. Likely to anger and lash out at the slightest chance.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:47 am
Well, that made total sense, the first string of a sentence before her reflection had paused. The second, the one with the question made Elaia herself pause. Her lips pursed and her face scrunched in absolute thought. Kind of. The gears and the motions still tread simply but now with a dash of deep.
Because now she was a little confused. The conclusion from earlier had been so simple. Now there was uncertainty of whom her very own reflection was referring to, the 'me.' Was it her? Well, she was staring at herself but she was not saying these words. Was it the mirror and not really her? Or maybe it was really her, weren't mirrors simply reflections of one's soul. Perhaps a deep down desire that was on display and able to communicate the simplest thing that she was unable to express as much as she wanted to. Her true self that needed to come forth.
Elaia shook her head, her eyes closed briefly. That was a little too much thinking there and it hurt a little.
She opened them back up, blinking slightly as her lips tugged playfully and her mind slipped back into its comfortable operative mode. "Sure," she shrugged, "why not?" Maybe this was for herself, she could sacrifice something, right?
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:48 am
Asuna eyed the tattoo for a moment; that was not a standard brand though she did not know where it came from. Her eyes trailed back to the mirrors and the group, drawn to her reflection, however small now.
"I will not simply abandon them. If they should not exist, then I will destroy the mirrors," said the War Horseman with conviction in her voice. She would not abandon the others.
"And if I should not exist either, then so be it." A curious thing to say, but she said nothing else as she turned back to the mirrors and followed her compulsion.
What are you? she asked of the reflections, not touching the glass.
Zoobey
Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2017 2:50 am
The corners of her lips twitched. "Not everything can be explained through trances, though a great many can be fooled with the simplest explanation. No, this is something far, far sinister, and it bleeds through the red crystal and into the streets and leaks into our memories creating uncertainties. It is everything I have feared would become."
In the distance, Loki could hear someones calling to her. The voices were tantalizing, and sometimes even stronger than the Head Priestess talking, weaving in and out of existence.
"I have little power here," she was saying, as she pulled a single white flower from her hair and tucked it behind Loki's ear. After she did so, the voices quieted a little. "You understand, do you not? What this place truly is."
"Hunter!" The relaxed face of the petite horseman wrinkled like a severely crumbled paper. She was about to pull out her dagger and strike when she realized it was a distorted version of her reflection. It was hard to believe what she saw, herself as a member of their biggest enemy. Those humans who destoryed their homeland, those humans who hurted her family, friends and clanmates.
Yup, this is bad.
Siluhe snorted at the mirror, "How can I trust a hunter?" Even though she looked so harmless and cute.
