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MATTERS OF THE HEART
Who: Livio, Wolfwood, Elsword, Mizuki, Add, Heimr
What: heimrquest
When: several days after the bar is built, late in the evening
Where: ???????
Warnings: mentioned child death, mentions of plague, paranoia, supernatural-driven insanity, survivor's guilt, death, possession, impersonation, body horror. more will be added as needed.
The General Store isn't always the most bustling place, least of all in a small make-shift town of only a handful of people, each one more troubled than the last. But at some point, each and every one of you has needed something from Heimr today. Maybe it was just a bag of candy. Maybe it was something more pressing, or some groceries. Regardless, one by one he's tended to your needs, and you leave the store with little fanfare save for the fact that it's unusually foggy out this evening- not enough that you can't see other buildings...
Until you can't.
All around you is a heavy mist, and the scent of a wood fire and warm spices floats through the air. There's no turning back, so all you can do is move forward.
On an OOC note, the Choose Your Own Adventure threads will eventually merge into one group thread. Once this occurs, mod tags will occur after each involved character has tagged, or after 24 hours have passed. That said, if it looks like good banter or development is happening, the Mod will hold off a bit or until dramatic irony strikes.
What: heimrquest
When: several days after the bar is built, late in the evening
Where: ???????
Warnings: mentioned child death, mentions of plague, paranoia, supernatural-driven insanity, survivor's guilt, death, possession, impersonation, body horror. more will be added as needed.
The General Store isn't always the most bustling place, least of all in a small make-shift town of only a handful of people, each one more troubled than the last. But at some point, each and every one of you has needed something from Heimr today. Maybe it was just a bag of candy. Maybe it was something more pressing, or some groceries. Regardless, one by one he's tended to your needs, and you leave the store with little fanfare save for the fact that it's unusually foggy out this evening- not enough that you can't see other buildings...
Until you can't.
All around you is a heavy mist, and the scent of a wood fire and warm spices floats through the air. There's no turning back, so all you can do is move forward.
On an OOC note, the Choose Your Own Adventure threads will eventually merge into one group thread. Once this occurs, mod tags will occur after each involved character has tagged, or after 24 hours have passed. That said, if it looks like good banter or development is happening, the Mod will hold off a bit or until dramatic irony strikes.
cw: body horror
The man stumbles around blindly-
"I've been good, loyal- what have I done to deserve this? It hurts- it hurts it hurts it hurts-"
The man jerks around more, not unlike a marionette. Whatever's under his skin is moving around his body without a care, and even from the distance, flesh and skin tearing can be heard.
Aldric looks like he wants to be sick, but- Livio first. Quietly, he jerks his head back to where they'd walked from- to town. Go.
cw: body horror
livio's feet only respond sporadically, though. his body trembles. it feels like he can only focus on moving one foot backward or listening to the awful sounds coming from the poor bastard deeper in the woods. it's all he can do to keep pace just behind aldric.
cw: body horror, decapitation, parasitism
And then off.
Several writhing tentacles burst from his neck, and the body lunges-
"Livio- Livio, run--"
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...
only he won't be the only one to see them, if that thing keeps pace with him or trails him. he realizes this only after he's started sprinting for all he's worth. but they're far enough away -- he turns, changing the angle he flees at to avoid town entirely. he sure as hell doesn't know where he's going, but at least he isn't leading a monster to a smorgasbord.
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Where is he? And where is Aldric?
He's safe, yes, but he's entirely alone.
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heart pounding in his ears, he readies the firearm to shoot -- like aldric taught him -- as he clutches it in his hiding spot. if the thing hadn't succumbed to aldric's first shot, well... livio can at least go down putting another piece of lead in it.
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"Livio?"
It's Aldric.
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livio eases his way to his feet, steadying the rifle. it isn't aimed directly at aldric, but just in front of his feet, and liv is ready to fire if he needs to. at least, his hands are. maybe not so much his mind.
"Are you... you?"
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"I- that thing... it fled into the woods, but not before it bit me a few times. But- it's me. I just... Lords, Livio, I shot the damn thing and I still don't-" he stops, running a hand through his hair, a wide-eyed and haunted look in his eyes. "That couldn't have been real..."
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of course the thing was real; it hurt him.
"It bit you -- what if it's venomous or something?" the wound is on his head... that's bad. if there is venom, it'll get to his heart faster, then to his brain. they don't have time to get him to town. livio has done first aid for himself and for the kids, but nothing this serious...
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"I... I don't know. I've never seen anything like that before- we. We gotta get back home. Ain't safe out here."
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"Okay. Let's just -- go. As fast as you're able, right?" he doesn't know what's worse; giving anything time to spread, or aldric working his body harder. but they sure as hell can't just stand here while that thing is still out there.
"Do you think it could follow us?"
actually, catch him taking off his outer shirt and trying to tear it into strips as they go for binding the wounds. leaving a trail of blood sounds exceptionally bad.
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He trails off, but lets Livio come tend to him.
"... I don't understand what happened. We have to warn the others, but I don't know if they'll believe us. ... 'm sorry, Liv. Wanted today to be good for you."
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by the time they set off again, those damn tears are blurring his vision all over again.
"Don't. That wasn't your fault. You saved my life. So don't... apologize." livio doesn't know fuckall about it either, but he knows all of that beyond doubt.
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... But this was... far beyond anyone's control. Aldric makes sure not to leave either rifle behind, and the two go, Aldric keeping his hand on Livio's back, either for reassurance or to guide him home.
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he thinks arguing with aldric wouldn't go anywhere. probably would just stress him out more. so instead he focuses on keeping an eye on him as they go, to gauge his wellbeing over time.
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when they're close enough that shouting wouldn't grab the entire grove's attention, he does call out. not yelling, but louder than most folks around here have ever heard his voice.
"Miss Grace! We're comin' in!"
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Aldric looks up at him, green eyes a familiar burning gold. When he speaks next, it's the heaviness of the Shopkeeper, not the lighthearted innocence of the man he used to be.
"... This ain't the end of it. There's more to see and more yet to come. Are you ready to go further?"
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there was more. there will be more.
of course he has to face it, regardless of whether he's ready. if he waits until he's ready in every sense, it will be too late. he takes a deep breath, chest shaking ever so slightly.
"... Yeah. I am."
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"I knew you would be. ... Don't forget. Across the lives you've lived, across the stars- I love you. And I'm proud of you."
With that, he holds out his hand. When Livio accepts it, a brilliant light will shine- and then he's back in the darkness.
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"Love you, too, pops."