FEBRUARY INTRO LOG( FEB 16TH & 17TH )
february 16 ↴ INTRO: NEW WANDERERS' ARRIVAL! Our batch of new Wanderers wake this morning, as all new Wanderers have before, on a plush bed with a mild but lingering sense of recent disorientation. Frigg greets them as per normal, though rather than outright escorting Wanderers to the front doors this time, she and Sigyn allow the Wanderers time and space to leave their bed, meet the pantheon, and even depart the palace at their own pace - but not without a warning. All Wanderers must choose a deity to tether to before dawn the next day, or else one of the gods will choose them. This is of grave importance, as that's precisely how long the magic giving them form is able to last untethered before the Mother's own magic overwhelms it.
(Though the gods are more than willing to allow Wanderers to leave, it's worth noting that many a castle servant - natives, born in this land - might see fit to intercede and insist on the choosing of a god before Wanderers step off the Gladsheim Palace grounds.)
Stepping outside, you're greeted by an almost bright and sunny day... Undermined thoroughly by a sharp, biting wind that permeates any small gap in your clothing. I bet the gods might give you a sweater, if you ask. It probably won't even look that absurd, depending on which one you ask. A trail of what seems like stringless balloons float at eye level from just outside the palace door, guiding Wanderers down the path to a notice board just outside the palace grounds. On this notice board, Wanderers find a brief handwritten guide to accessing the city map on their cuffs, specifically denoting the little colored house icons ( ⌂ ) to help Wanderers make their way to each god's housing.
Also on this board appear to be a variety of job listings, for those who want to get more involved in Asgard as a whole. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, shall we? There's more than enough time for that once you've chosen a god to tether to in the first place. february 17 ↴ GOD CURSE: CHARACTER-BUILDING WITH SKADI. The storm brewing within Skadi is hardly a secret. She was impatient during the gods' supposedly unanimous address, and in the days to follow, Sigyn (with all her desperately good intentions) tried to balm the irritation but only abraded the goddess further still. She attended the Wanderers' arrival purely by the letter of her duty and swept back out the doors as soon as that duty released her, and since then she's been holed up in her temple, her pointy-faced statues positioned just outside as sentinels meant to intimidate mortals away.
They dared to tell her that she does nothing. Nothing for the Wanderers, that is. Nothing to help them grow and self-actualize, as if these 'Wanderers' are so much more important than Asgard itself, which weakens by the day as her fellow gods fling their magic about to overprotect the Wanderers, or even to satisfy their whims. The consensus to draw back some of that wasteful protection would have pleased her, if she weren't so thoroughly fixated on the slight that preceded it.
They want her to help the Wanderers self-actualize? So be it. There's no better way, truly, than to confront and overcome the ways in which you're flawed.
So the morning after arrival day, many Wanderers wake up with a stinging, itching spot somewhere on their body. Maybe their arm, maybe their back, maybe their throat. In that spot, as it turns out, is a set of words in a deep ruddy brown (almost like old blood) under their skin as if tattooed in place. But these aren't just any words - they prey directly into the Wanderer's fears, their regrets, their insecurities, and their mistakes. They're facing down some of the worst things they've ever thought or feared about themselves.
The other gods, of course, are eager and willing to try to relieve the poor Wanderers of these cursed marks... but they find that it's not quite so easy. Wanderers who seek a god's removal of the words find that not only do the words remain, but a new set appears: Flees the truth.
But that's fine = For most Wanderers, these words disappear on their own in a day or two. A handful of unlucky souls find that their marks linger indefinitely, or seem to disappear but return at truly inopportune occasions down the line.
MOD NOTES This is the February intro log and Skadi's curse, our mini-event for this month! Skadi's curse is is entirely opt-in - not all Wanderers are affected - and is detailed more fully in the 'This Month's Events' section of the February Bulletin, and you're welcome to direct any follow-up questions to the Bulletin's mod questions top-level. You've also likely noticed that god jobs are now live! The listings themselves can be found here (same link as within the 'arrival' prompt), with a brief FAQ featured over here. |
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asgardchrysalis2020-02-16 10:08 pm
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We could ask, I suppose - but that relies on us working out who exactly is annoyed and why.
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[Sora says with a sigh, and a slight pout, a puff of air briefly shifting his mess of bangs as he rubs at his wrist. As if that would rub off the writing there. It doesn't, and won't, of course, but still. The same way washing and scrubbing at his skin when bathing earlier didn't remove it either, though his skin is no longer so red and raw from it.]
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[He just. Covered his with his gloves he usually wears. Is all. Though his might be a little red still from his attempts to scrub at his arm to see if that would get it wiped off. Turgon isn't one as familiar with things back home. But that might be in part reason to trust him and open up in some ways? Even if he doesn't necessarily get the details.
He lowers his gaze, removing one of his gloves to reveal the word 'failure' there.]
I'm not sure what yours says but....
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It says kinslayer.
[ he says quietly ]
For I ordered the execution of my law-brother for the murder of my sister.
[ Gently, he uses his bandage to cover Sora's ]
I do not think you a failure.
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[He hadn't just killed his family in cold blood? Of course the context, the circumstances doesn't change that it happened. And it doesn't change the guilt that Turgon likely feels over it. But even so. Sora can't help but to try and say something to reassure him. He glances down to his arm when the other bandages it.]
That's because you don't know. How much I still have to figure. How I messed up with not keeping that promise I made.
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[ He smiles sadly ]
There are some who would say that death is not our place to deal, outside of war.
And failure is part of learning, Sora! No one is perfect the first time. Without failure, how would we learn?
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[The Organization members he kept fighting back home, for example. Sure, it wasn't quite the same situation with Turgon but. Sora can understand being worried for a friend, given that one point they'd kidnapped Kairi and all.]
Well...I guess. I just know that they're counting on me to help. I can't let them down.
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[ He says wearily ]
But still - I am King. The blood is on my hands. In doing so, I... am now as tangled in our Doom as surely as if I had slain kin in Alqualonde like so many others.
[ He rests a hand on Sora's arm ]
You won't, unless you stop trying. Failure just means you've tried something that didn't work, that's all - take it as an opportunity to learn.
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[Mickey wasn't fighting his family. He was fighting the Heartless, the Organization and Xehanort. That was different. Sora doesn't flinch or tense or anything, simply allowing Turgon's hand at his arm.]
I know. It's just -- it's hard. I only have one shot with this, really. I think. To save everyone.
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[ He says simply ]
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[And currently there's no way to purposely get themselves back that he knows of so. He's just kinda stuck like this for now. Waiting. And feeling bad about it even if he tries to keep himself busy and cheer everyone else up.]
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[Still find some ways to help out. He just can't help feeling a lot more vulnerable here. In comparison to what he was capable of back home and all. And even with all that he hadn't yet managed to save Aqua and the others yet.]
apologies but am dropping due to work D=