Imeeji Idol Productions ([personal profile] idolpro) wrote2021-01-29 12:11 pm

Vergil's heart game (out of time)

You feel weak, your body won't move no matter how you try, and you are falling, away from everything you know and love. Away from everything you need to accomplish. If you could just reach out, maybe you could hold on to it, claw your way back. But it's a useless endeavour, you fall unconscious, and your mind goes blank except for poetry and a familiar voice.


O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons?
To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,
For I am faint with travail,
Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.

My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd!
Consumed and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life?


You wake on the ground in a cave, cold, wet, and sticky. It smells of rotting flesh. Your objective is clear, but you can't recall a name or face. Nothing else about your memory of him is changed, but for some reason the name "Vergil" just won't come to you, and you couldn't describe how he looks if your life depended on it. But at least your body starts to respond to your will, slowly regaining enough strength to carry on.
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Re: URIZEN

[personal profile] 420blazeit 2021-02-02 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ fff. perhaps the stylish black hole would have been better, though... getting ripped apart by a void probably would have also sucked. she's not sure what urizen's going to do to her, but she can't imagine it's going to be... fun. she just stares at him, biting back a number of colorful curse words, because, once again, she fucked up. this is what she gets for being a curious dumbass, especially when it comes to self inflicted harm and wondering if she could have, perhaps, removed the entirety of her hell infusions... ah well. she already started digging her grave, so she may as well jump in. ]

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