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HEARTFORGE - ☆ZRAEL (Session 2)
You are in the heart of a massive forge. In front of you are tools, and your objective is clear - to use them to channel the strength of your heart and create.
What are you creating? Who can say. Only you - and only you'll know if - and when, it's good enough. The stories before you are not yours right now, but you'll make them yours soon enough.
And you will survive.
What are you creating? Who can say. Only you - and only you'll know if - and when, it's good enough. The stories before you are not yours right now, but you'll make them yours soon enough.
And you will survive.
ROUND 1
STORY
One day, though, everything changed. {memory/event2} happened, and her dreams were shattered. In {emotion2} she brewed a {object} that would take the pain away.
When it was ready, she took it. And for a time, she felt better. She could go back to the things she wanted to do. She could be the person she wanted to be. She could {memory/event3}.
And then, like always, it got worse. She felt {emotion3} And then she gave up. She didn't want to be better anymore. She wanted to make everything worse.
You may also share additional memories/events or emotions independent of the story to bolster your object.
TURN-IN
DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
Forging a weapon? Right up my alley. [ She's even greased up for the feelings bond thanks to Lupine and his temporary HSS abilities. ]
Re: DISCUSSION
There once lived a witch. She was very Extremely Pretty and Intelligent and Great and had dreams of wealth befitting her incredible stature. Her life was perfectly great and she used her intelligence to amass her wealth, met and married several very attractive suitors and lived happily ever after. The end!
Re: DISCUSSION
First things first, what should we make? The witch seems vengeful at the end, so what about something intimidating like a morning star or a set of yuanyang blades?
Re: DISCUSSION
I suppose our witch really wants to mess some poor shmucks up, so it should be something that strikes fear upon sight, yes. Yuanyang blades can do that.
....I want her to be able to separate the individual sections into their own separate blades with magic and control them. So she can have the pointed blades flying around trying to stab her enemies while she still has the main curved blade in her hand.
Our witch is a multi-tasker, I'm fairly confident.
Re: DISCUSSION
So I suppose she starts out content, and then someone does something to disrupt her happiness? My own memories and emotions tend more toward the latter end of the story, but if I include experiences here I'm sure I can come up with something a little more even-keeled.
[ In the meantime, she puts some steel into the forge, stacks of different types that will need to be heat-welded together, flattened down and then shaped and sanded down sharp. ] Good thing I have a strong arm.
Re: DISCUSSION
I could see if I have anything better than getting thrown around by robots in my memories.
But also.
[She wiggles her arm. NOODLE. IT'S A NOODLE.]
Re: DISCUSSION
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[ By the time she heated metal makes its way over, Aliza's managed to come up with something a little less literally revealing. Her and Venti spending time together at the sIV maid café, when Aliza had a game effect that made her into a sakura dryad and Venti was resting his head on her lap, and they're singing together, and the feeling is one of extreme contentment. It's about as content as Aliza ever gets -- there's still a sense of guilt and shame that overlays it, but it's the best she's got to offer for this sort of thing. Once they get to torture and vengeance, that's where she's more useful. ]
[ With her more than human strength, she starts pounding the steel down to the proper thickness. ]
Re: DISCUSSION
[A little bit into the memory, her jaw drops a bit.]
Holy crap, there was a maid cafe with cute boys in it?
Re: DISCUSSION
[ By the lust that flashes through her mind, she spent more than points in that café.
[ But she's not at all shy about that sort of thing, so she keeps hammering away at the metal, flattening it out. She grabs another pair of tongs to clamp down on the other end and twist the metal, putting most of her strength behind the movement to get two full twists into the bar, then she start hammering again. ]
Your turn, I believe. The witch's dreams. Maybe power and strength? Or not, I don't know how happy dreams work.