Ascian's Ideal World: Second Run

[idolpro]

You are in a dark place. All you can here is ticking for a long, long while.

Then a bright light, a pure white crystal, taller than the dorms itself, appears in front of you. It's voice echoes in your mind.

Hear.... Feel... Think...
A Light there once was that shone throughout this realm... yet it has since grown dim
And as it has faltered so has the Darkness risen up in its stead, presaging an end to life.
For the sake of us all, I beseech thee deliver us from this fate.
If thou would pierce the shadows... make thee a blade of light.
Hold onto it, child.
Return His Dark servants to your realm.
But beware, ever is He trying to grow his power. Do not get caught.


And the light vanishes you find yourself with a crystal in your hand.



Though you are again left in in Darkness before you find yourself in a vast city standing in front of a large teleportation device.

Objectives (if your character can translate Hydaelyn vagueness):
1) Convince both Ascians to leave
2) Don't get tempered :) (or killed for those with cw mind control exceptions)

Additionally you may choose EITHER canon or OR imeeji powers to be active. You can wait to decide until you use a power, but once you use a power that powerset is locked in as your choice.

Also if people are in the same area as you feel free to mingle. It is in fact encouraged. Also your phones work only to text and take pictures (basically for the purpose of communicating in case you are in different spots).

GAME START

Comments

AKADAEMIA ANYDER

[idolpro]

[idolpro]

Entering the Akadaemia you walk along a beautiful, broad, tree lined avenue. You’re directed to the left to enter a large lecture hall, the entrance to which is titled The Words of Mitron. One half of the hall is dominated by a huge and strange monster in a tank, the creature is the size of a four story building, and radiates a sort of menace. It’s surrounded by people of all characteristics, robed and masked but still distinct from each other. Many are measuring things with what looks like magical devices and writing down their findings. Others are in clusters debating the results of their work. There is some tension in the air, but mostly people seem calm.

On the other side of the hall is a man in a black robe and perhaps familiar red mask at a desk, which is piled high in reports, with more figures constantly bringing and taking away files and crystals and other things for him to look over. Between reviewing what’s brought to him and speaking to some who approach, he seems to be working on a document of his own.

The Aetheryte shard is near the entrance should you wish to teleport somewhere else.

[idolpro]

You hear a high pitched sound. Terrible and excruciating as it is on your ears, it seems to ring out in your soul. It freezes you, stills your heart. You can’t help the gooseflesh trickle up your skin, nor the hairs on the back of your neck from standing on end. All you feel is that cold dread welling from the pit of your stomach that tastes like false hope and despair.

And for a moment, when you blink, you are taken somewhere else.

[Please go here to find yours.]

When you come to you are still in the Akademia, however--

There is a loud crack and the container holding the massive monster Archaeotania breaks, scattering academics left and right. Lahabrea rises to his feet, shouting orders for evacuation as he erects a magical barrier around the creature.

“This will not hold, you should seek safety.”

Unless you want to fight the thing? Then again you still feel that terror made manifest is somewhere, watching you, stalking you…

[failedsafe]

It burns. She remembers it, she feels it, and she's trembling violently imagining the horror of it all, only for there to be new things to fear.

And old.

She stares at her hands, they look grey, but colour eventually returns, but she doesn't know for how long. Is--is this real or not? She has to believe it isn't, it can't be, but it feels--

"What?"

She hears the crack, the container is compromised and that monster will soon be free.

"Isn't having that run loose just going to make people more afraid? That'll only make things worse!"

[temperedinpride]

"I can handle it. Please get to safety. Help anyone else you can."

[crybot]

[He's got a sword and... gumption? Hacking won't do anything against this thing, that's for sure.]

Where exactly is safe from a gigantic monster like that? There has to be something we can do to stop it.

[temperedinpride]

"I can handle it. I would prefer if you all helped the people here escape safely."

[bad_crowmance]

[ Ordine heard there was a boss fight!

He's pulled out his double saber, his eyes narrowed but his lips curled into a grin. ]

Bring it on!

[ It's not that he doesn't feel the terror, it's just that he responds to those feelings with anger. ]

[temperedinpride]

"I can handle it. I would prefer if you all helped the people here escape safely."

[constellationprize]

[ it's NOT GREAT thanks

once she manages to get herself up off of the ground, she -

takes a moment longer to actually get herself focused enough to see or hear, then to register the situation properly - even then she trembles, a thin sheen of sweat adhering her hair to her brow, obscuring her vision. rising bile from her throat smothers her words.

she can't fight it. even with her magic intact she can't bring herself to raise a hand against it, especially not with the memory of that feeling so fresh in her mind. but. wheezed out, ]

C . . . Cosmo, that barrier -

[temperedinpride]

"What?"

Fight!

[temperedinpride]

Lahabrea drops the barrier around the beast and turns his magics to helping the fleeing academics.

The thing is gathering energy in its maw, and fires lasers at all of you from its mouth.

Re: Fight!

[bad_crowmance]

[ Ordine sees it gathering the energy in time to move, hopefully far enough to be out of its blast zone. As long as he succeeds in that, he rushes the monster with a yell, smashing at it with his S-Craft-- a focused, potent limit break-style attack honed by centuries of fighting. ]

[failedsafe]

She's going to try to use But Not For Me to flip that laser right back at it.

Re: Fight!

[crybot]

[He dodges the lasers and closes in on the beast, ready to strike at any of the lower extremities within his reach.]

[idolpro]

You are in a large hall, one side of which contains an empty tank, the glass shattered. Whatever was in it was humongous, the size of a three or four story building at least, it’s gone now. If you were here before or are still here, you will notice that there are half as many people as there were. All the people here are hooded and robed in grey, with the same height and build, their masks the same. The only exception is a man in a black robe and red mask. The air is heavy with nervousness and dread, fear and grief is almost tangible.

The red masked man sits at a desk away from the tank. It is Lahabrea if you’ve been here or are still here, of course. His desk is piled with papers and crystals but he pays them no mind, looking lost in his own thoughts. What can be seen of him behind his mask is a wane face, tired and drawn. There is no longer a flurry of activity, the place seems oddly quiet, and footsteps echo in the large hall. Perhaps it would be best to speak softly.

The Aetheryte shard is near the entrance should you wish to teleport somewhere else.

[bad_crowmance]

[ On the one hand, that monster looks cool. On the other hand, that probably has nothing to do with why he's here, so it gets to exist in relative, menacing peace while Ordine saunters in the general direction of the familiar looking mask. ]

[temperedinpride]

When you approach the man at the desk, if you have ever met Lahabrea, the mask is distinct and the same. He puts down his papers and looks up at you.

"You wished to speak to me?"

[crybot]

[Amidst the strange robed figures, Jack sees a familiar light-haired compatriot.]

Oh, Ordine. This is some place, huh?

[He's watching the giant creature with a great deal of interest.]

[failedsafe]

She is taking mad pictures of everything and making notes in her journal still, especially of the BIGGEST BOY who thankfully cannot shove anyone off edges.

Probably.

She'll approach the desk.

[temperedinpride]

When you approach the man at the desk, if you have ever met Lahabrea, the mask is distinct and the same. He puts down his papers and looks up at you.

"Hello Lily. You wished to speak to me?"

[constellationprize]

[ there's a good while she spends just taking in the scenery, even a regular city would be outstanding in her limited experience but this is downright dazzling; she walks around comparing it in her head to what she does know, absorbed in everything from the trees to the individual panels of flooring -

until she realizes she can take pictures to look at later and remembers there's Work to be done,

... until she catches sight of the monster and just squeals, a hand drawn to her mouth. uwaaaaaaaaaa ]

- It's so cute...!

[temperedinpride]

A researcher stops and gives her a funny look.

"Well, I suppose... It might be? You sound a bit like Lahabrea."

[crybot]

[There's a lot to take in, especially the giant, unidentifiable monster.]

What is that? Maybe some kind of giant imp or demon?

[He doesn't actually expect an answer, and is merely thinking out loud.]

[temperedinpride]

"It's a manifestation of fear."

If he's just talking out loud a researcher nearby will answer.

"A specimen we picked up from across the sea."