Aradia's Heart Game - Session 3

[idolpro]

Once upon a time, in a country far to the north,
the Lady Shalott sat within a tall tower.
It rose high above the clouds, and the air was thin and cold...

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INSTRUCTIONS

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OOC

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○ Channel is heartbeatstar, runner is Tiv (tiv#3067). Please make sure you're in before playing!

○ Content Warnings for violence/gore, sexual content, plant body horror, abuse (emotional, physical, religious), torture, self-harm, disordered eating, suicidal ideation, and sexual assault.

○ Words or phrases with double meanings or annotations, represented by a superscript^example, are inherently understood by participating characters up to your OOC discretion.

○ Given the text-heaviness of the heart ICly, feel free to assume there is a text to speech function available for both reading and writing, for accessibility purposes. It’s magic. It just works. Like everything else, it’s up to your discretion!

○ Areas marked with an asterisk (*) in their subject lines are to be treated as instances and only allow solo play, but otherwise feel free to treat these runs as group sessions! Jumping around and talking amongst yourselves is more than welcome.

○ It is possible to die, but death will not result in exiting the game unless the player OOCly chooses to do so through that means.

○ Powers are on unless otherwise stated. You can have either your canon powers or the powers you have in Imeeji, but not both!

○ Corruptions are on or off at your discretion unless otherwise stated. All carry-on items are allowed unless otherwise stated, also at your discretion!

○ I'll be referencing everyone's squick lists, but if you'd like spoilers for areas/items so that you can absolutely avoid anything in particular, please contact me and I will do my best to accommodate!

IC

[idolpro]

[ Your phone is no longer able to be accessed except for the following text, which appears on the screen in neat, simple script: ]

○ Remove all traces of corruption.

○ That means you have to garden a lot, so there are some annotations here!

○ If you want to learn a little more, then you can look at the number next to the words.

○ As long as you follow the directions, it should be really easy, so do your best, okay?

○ And if you get lost, or confused or scared… remember that you can always ask for help.

Because your Aradia will always be at your side.

Atlas

[idolpro]

[ You open your eyes to a large, open meadow; it’s in a word idyllic, acres upon acres of abundant green grass and colorful wildflowers, stretching onward endless as the blue sky above. In the distance, nestled among a series of rolling hills—lies a colossal, bone-white tower. It extends as far as the eye can see and then some, it would seem, on up into the heavens.

As you approach, the base comes into view: the entrance is a gate, white marble and wood inlaid with iridescent opal, shining in all colors of the rainbow. To its side you can see its twin, a door of the same type—or at least its frame, with the threshold seemingly set in nothing and going nowhere, only standing up on its own out in empty space.

And, like a sore thumb, lounging in a beach chair between them is a person. He’s a young man, no more than twenty, with dark hair and sun-tanned skin—something he’s working on now, it’d seem by the reflector held in his hands, the sunglasses shading his eyes from the rays.

A cigarette hangs unlit in his mouth. He's just sort of hanging out. ]

Re: Atlas

[widenessofthesea]

[ ah—

she looks out at the meadow, down at her phone, and out at the meadow again...

really, she could stay here all day, but there's work to do, so she approaches the tower, and looks to the young man as she inspects the entrance. ]

What is this place?

Re: Atlas

[iamverybadass]

[ Talon's eyeing the free-standing door curiously as he approaches, but his attention shifts to the man once he's close enough to strike up conversation ]

You're a rather unusual looking guard.

Re: Atlas

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ he looks down at his phone, reading over the instructions... ah, well, that sure explains where this is.

after turning the directions over his head for a few moments, he strides straight up to where the mystery man is with a blunt: ]

Who the hell are you?

Re: Atlas

[nohalation]

HELLO!

[She just walks right up to the young man, this is fine.]

Re: Atlas

[widenessofthesea]

[ this time she's holding a knife and just going to grab the young man by the front of his shirt! ]

What are you.

Re: Atlas

[nohalation]

[goes back inside]

Re: Atlas

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ through the gates this time!

he may or may not stick his tongue out at sun flower man while passing through. ]

Re: Atlas

[iamverybadass]

[ This time he's going to try the gate ]

1/2

[nohalation]

[This time she's walking right up to the sunflower man.]

Sirius*

[idolpro]

[ As if it were all a dream— you stand, uninjured, back on solid ground, in front of a Japanese-style house. It is quaint in appearance, small in size but lively, with a garden and pond off to the side; through the open screen door, the scent of a home-cooked meal wafts through the air.

River stones line the path between you and the entrance. ]

Re: Sirius*

[widenessofthesea]

[ oh.

well.

okay well she's going to need a second, but at least she's alone to get that second to just internally wig out before heading along the path to the entrance. ]

Re: Sirius*

[iamverybadass]

[ Talon folds his wings around his shoulders once he's on solid ground again, taking a few minutes to gather himself and futilely try to check the time on his phone. How long was he falling???

He gives up trying to figure it out and straightens up, following the stone path up to knock on the home's entrance ]

Re: Sirius*

[nohalation]

[Oh. Give her a second. She did not like that sensation so she needs to get her head back to reality real quick. Calibrating...calibrating...]

Re: Sirius*

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ it takes him a few moments to reorient himself, hissing through his teeth and running a hand through his hair.

but eventually he looks up, taking in the scenery. and clicks his tongue when he realizes Angel is gone. ]

... Guess I go inside.

[ and in he goes. ]

Re: Sirius*

[nohalation]

[Just gonna hop on up there back to the Aradia land.]

Aradiaaaaaaaaa, I went outside like you said but I didn't understand at all! I am sorry, I am not very smart!

Albireo

[idolpro]

When you open the door, you walk into a large library. Because it’s fitted to the tower, the inside of it is round, and all of its walls are lined with shelves full of books. Even outside of that, there are rows of bookshelves! With the gothic-styled design, it looks a lot like a room you would see in ZRAEL’s dorm; isn’t it nice?

There’s no one there to greet you at the front desk, but there are a lot of soft-looking chairs to sit in everywhere, at the desk and at the tables too, and a basket full of snacks for you to eat.

There isn’t any corruption here, but the room is warm and comfortable, with orange-colored sunlight shining in through the windows and ceiling.

It’s starting to get late, isn’t it?

Re: Albireo

[widenessofthesea]

[ oh she found the book room.

she's going to look at the books on the shelves. ]

Re: Albireo

[iamverybadass]

[ Oh—bee-lining for the shelves to inspect the titles ]

Barycenter Iris*

[idolpro]

[ As gravity would have it, it is always so effortless to fall. It’s easier than climbing, at any rate.

The alarming part is when it doesn’t stop.

Your momentum slows to a stop as the fall reaches its end but the impact never comes; the ground is nowhere to be found, and you are alone.

As to your surroundings -

In the time since your descent, night has fallen all around. That’s all that you can determine for absolutely certain—the whole shape of the library has long since fallen away, leaving only you and an ink-dark sky.

And the creature that was once in the ceiling, of course.

Set in among that writhing mass the stars shine unblinking in myriad colors; wealth and beauty abound unbidden in how vigorously they twinkle, yet for each its innumerable eyes there is not one that is not focused on you.

Your hair, your skin, your eyes. Your mouth, your hands, your feet. Your fingers, your toes, your arms and legs. Your brain and tongue and throat and heart and lungs and stomach and gut, so great is its wide-reaching sight boring in every-where at once and knowing.

You can feel it.

It is not enough that they know, but that He knows what you have done, the pressure of your sins great as the yawning emptiness around, stretching on as endlessly. It sets a certain chill in the air to be looked at, a numbness reeps into your extremities to be seen, a guilt that presses on your chest weightier than any stone.

So vast and all-encompassing the darkness¹ is. You may very well melt away entirely.

But you see in the distance—shining, as if giving off its own light—

a single, solitary cup. ]

[ 1 - Gaze ]

1/2

[widenessofthesea]

[






oh ]

Antares

[idolpro]

[ The lower floor is, in a word, a mess.

There are clear markers of wealth here—delicately formed moulding on the walls (but the astute will note the wallpaper resembles a certain house, not anything from ☆ZRAEL’s dorm or Aradia’s memories), and stained glass windows (themselves resembling a certain hotel), a hook on what remains of the ceiling where a chandelier once was and a winding staircase, fitted with ornate golden banisters.

Silhouettes line the path between the stairs and the exit behind you, all indistinguishable and entirely featureless save for the curve to their dresses—if you look, they seem to be maids.

And so it is, if nothing else, clear that this was a beautiful room, once.

But now it is dilapidated, cluttered, with stale and stifling air—there may have been some effort to organize judging by the way that much of the mess seems localized to a desk off in a far corner beneath the stairs, but it’s clearly stymied by the sheer amount—a number of worm-eaten papers lay haphazardly on the floor, trailing along to a closet on the opposite end from the desk, its door left ever so slightly ajar.

And sand. An inordinate amount of sand. It’s just all over the place.

Plants seem to be growing from it—gorse bushes that have grown tall off of the emotions contained within, clambering up the walls like ivy well past an acceptable height, reaching up to the floor above.

Through the holes in the ceiling, you can see that night has fallen. ]

Re: Antares

[widenessofthesea]

[ well first she's going to take a moment (furi: like, several minutes actually) to scream, furious and distraught.






when she's done with that, and hoarse, she realizes that she's collapsed on top of some worm-eaten papers. what can she make out on them? ]

■■■■■■ X-1*

[idolpro]

[ As if it were all a dream— you stand, uninjured, back on solid ground, in front of a ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ house. It is quaint in appearance, small in size but lively, with a garden and ■■■■ off to the side; through the open screen door, the scent of a home-cooked meal wafts through the air.

River stones line the path between you and the entrance¹. ]

[ 1 - Welcome home. ]

Re: ■■■■■■ X-1*

[widenessofthesea]

[ gOD why does this place keep DOING that, ]

Isn't this the same place, but...

[ she frowns, and despite misgivings, heads for the entrance. ]