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etrayamemes2025-01-02 03:19 pm
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TDM 006
 ⏵ arrival ⏴ Arrival is absolutely not normal this month. Instead of a hospital bed, you wake in a tunnel with a large group of other people. These are the residents. A woman’s voice in an earpiece hurriedly clues you in with an apology. I apologize; I had not planned to introduce you this way, but we are low on time. Please proceed down the hallway. For everyone else, coming in is much the same. The instruction goes out to head to designated areas immediately, where companion bots will escort the residents of Etraya down into the depths, the area beneath where much the same is explained.  ⏵ disrobing ⏴ The tunnel eventually opens directly into the foreroom of an expansive library, painted in marvelous hues and patterns with skylights far above. There are wizards milling about, bearded and holding tomes, quietly chatting amongst themselves. The reception area of the library has tall ceilings with equally tall doors Before you get too caught up in the scenery, a voice directs you forward. A gentleman, hunched and bespeckled craws out. "Make a line! Make a line, everyone! You cannot enter the library dressed as you are... Come forward and give me your name." The receptionist asks your given name and then hands over a box from underneath his counter. You can give him any name you want, he doesn’t seem to mind. It is tied with a tagged ribbon- labeling it accordingly. “The _____ robe of _______.”
As you read what the contents of the box may be, they form inside- Looking and behaving as your character expects them to. After all, magic is all in the wielder’s mind. Don your robes and enter the library.  ⏵ unfamiliar familiars ⏴ For those without a familiar (like one hatched from an egg not too long ago) you may borrow one from the library counter. They all have strengths and weaknesses, but they will all assist in the very important mission. As you roam the library, they will make little indications that you are closer or further from finding a piece of the pearl.
 ⏵ the task at hand ⏴ With robes donned and creature in hand, you must now complete your mission. Find the pieces of the shattered pearl. As you enter the library, you may notice that it’s all very dim. There’s oil lamps around the place that may be moved with you to assist in your journey if your robes do not already emit light. Break off and search the library. There is a directory at the front to point guests to all the different sections.
Each section looks enough like the last, though the books within have immense power. Pick up the wrong book, and you might conjure a dragon or a historical figure! You must persist and avoid making too much noise or breaking too many things. Or else the Librarian, a tall mass of knotted fabric will confiscate your robe and usher you back outside. Your name will be struck from the list, and you must pick a new one to re-enter the library to continue the search. You can try to fight back against him- he may be set alight with the lamp. But should you be starting fires in here? Any thread with 15 comments between you and another may be submitted to find a piece of the pearl. There are 20 pieces altogether, and we will determine if the mission was successful by March 28th. A post will go live on the OOC comm for this! This mission occurs out of time, similar to how the spaceship had. Meaning, those currently in game can experience these events any time between now, and March 14th. Please direct all questions to our mod queries comment! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
hi!
Dean!
[His eyes are wide, he's sweating, but he's Sam Winchester in all his beanpole glory. Sam's rope is sticking to him at an awkward angle.]
here late with starbucks lol
[ He straightens Sam's robe, frowning, brow furrowed in concern. Literally terrible. ]
Why're you holding a frog? [ The shock of seeing Sam has him off kilter - Dean's been here forever now it seems, and not once did he ever expect to see his brother. ] Dude, are you okay?
delicious
[Sam is also confused, but his brain is currently made of flambéed scrambled eggs. He does relax a touch as Dean straightens his robe, the action familiar and comforting. As soon as he takes a step though, the robe gets stuck to the side of his jeans again. It was a great effort, Dean.
Sam looks down at his hands, the toad in his right and a bandage over his life before around at the library again. Seems quiet for now.]
I'm good. I'm good.
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[ Dean shakes the weird off, glancing around, a hand on Sam's shoulder as he studies him intently, frowning up at him. ]
You sure?
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You were just in the Impala with me. I'm good.
[If he still needs to be backup for the Leviathan meetup, he wants to persuade Dean that he's in tip top--
The echo of chains rustling has Sam straightening.]
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[ Timelines, all that. Nothing here is linear, it's fine. He's just - okay. It's fine.
He barks a strangled laugh, then pulls Sam into a hug. ]
Damn, it's good to see you, Sammy.
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Dean and the library and someone that looks just like Lucifer standing in the corner.
Not real. Not real, not real.]
Yeah? Are you feeling okay, Dean?
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Yeah, yeah. I'm good. Great. Friggin'...awesome.
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Cas is here, too. I met him a little bit ago. [Just in case Dean is new like him.] He's, uh, not so gooey any more.
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Yeah, yeah I know -- wait, what? Gooey? Guy's got a soft spot for us but I dunno about gooey.
[ The cat bumps against Sam's ankles, weaving between his legs. ]
Sorry about Ziggy Stardust down there. She's needy.
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[Sam is still operating under the assumption that Dean is from the same time as him.
Sam flicks his gaze down at the gentle bump to his leg and tries to pull the adhesive part of the robe back so she doesn't get stuck. When he looks back up Lucifer stands just behind Dean and Sam just about jumps out of his skin, taking a couple steps back.]
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[ He looks very confused - both at what Sam has said, and the steps back his brother takes. ]
That was, uh - that was a few years ago for me, man. Cas is, uh. He's alive. [ he almost said fine but Cas in his timeline is not, in fact, fine. ]
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Funny little thing, time. Lucky for you, I've got my finger on the button.
That can't be real, he reminds himself, stepping further and further back as Lucifer enters his personal space.] He is? Outside of here?
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[ Sam steps back again and Dean is having some not great vibes about why. If Sam's thinking about Leviathan in the present tense, as Cas being black goo and walking into that damn lake...
Shit. Son of a bitch. ]
Sam, uh. You seein' something right now?
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How do you know he’s real, Sam? How do you know any of this is real?
Exhaling heavily, he tries to turn back to Dean.]
Uh.
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It's Lucifer, isn't it. That's who you're seeing.
[ He doesn't advance, no sudden moves here. ]
He's not real, you know that, right? It's in your head, I promise. [ Not that that's a lot of consolation, just means Sam's bugfuck nuts at the moment, but that's fine. Dean's been this route before. ]
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[Lucifer smiles over at Sam. Hole in one on that one. Clever girl. But remember when we went on that nice drive together? Just you and me. Well. You and Dean, so you thought.]
I know. I know. [But he doesn't know, not when he blinks and there's two Deans standing side by side.]