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spellbinders2017-08-25 07:38 pm
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Entry tags:
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- fate grand order: elizabeth bathory,
- fire emblem (echoes): python,
- fire emblem (fates): camilla,
- fma: alphonse elric,
- god eater 2: julius visconti,
- god eater: lenka utsugi,
- homestuck: jake english,
- i-chu: eva armstrong,
- jjba: jotaro kujo,
- kingdom hearts: riku,
- nier automata: 2b,
- nier automata: 9s,
- oc: geir,
- oc: tara-fay smith,
- oc: vern,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
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- solatorobo: red savarin,
- ssss: emil västerström,
- ssss: lalli hotakainen,
- sswu: nike lemercier,
- tales of vesperia: flynn scifo,
- tales of xillia 2: jude mathis,
- tales of zestiria: mikleo,
- tales of zestiria: sorey
[WORLD ONE] SPEED DATING EXTRAVAGANZA
Who: Participating coven members
Where: The Palai marketplace
When: Day 49
Open/Closed: OTA
[ Any and all who are in the marketplace will find that there is suddenly a mysterious barrier around the marketplace (that may be eerily familiar to some) -- specifically one large portion of the marketplace with a large number of tables and chairs, perhaps purposefully set out for nefarious reasons.
A few Palai are ushering coven members to chairs, and everything seems about normal. As normal as the Palai can be when they're putting on a show anyway. It's not until a sizable portion of the coven members are seated (and also supplied with breadsticks and small shrimp), that things get a bit more bizarre.
Thanks to the power of the Eltos, a small band of energy keeps coven members stuck to the chair (magic can interfere, of course), but that's not the end of it. On each table, next to those delicious smelling breadsticks and shrimp, is a bowl of scraps of papers. Every five minutes, a strip of paper will pop out from the bowl.
If you ask the Palai, they'll be inclined to explain speed dating to you. Asking questions, getting to know a person, then being shimmied off to the next potential mate -- this is made possible by Elto magic yet again, through flying chairs that transport their holder to a new table at standard intervals.
The Palai are extremely invested in this exercise? Will you let them down? ]
[ OOC: In the spirit of speed dating, each character will have a top level. All who want to respond to this top level can with questions from this post, but the threads have to end at 10 comments from each character. After this last tag, the characters can be assumed to have been whisked to a different potential match. You're free to have characters make up their own questions, interact with Palai serving food, etc. ]
Where: The Palai marketplace
When: Day 49
Open/Closed: OTA
[ Any and all who are in the marketplace will find that there is suddenly a mysterious barrier around the marketplace (that may be eerily familiar to some) -- specifically one large portion of the marketplace with a large number of tables and chairs, perhaps purposefully set out for nefarious reasons.
A few Palai are ushering coven members to chairs, and everything seems about normal. As normal as the Palai can be when they're putting on a show anyway. It's not until a sizable portion of the coven members are seated (and also supplied with breadsticks and small shrimp), that things get a bit more bizarre.
Thanks to the power of the Eltos, a small band of energy keeps coven members stuck to the chair (magic can interfere, of course), but that's not the end of it. On each table, next to those delicious smelling breadsticks and shrimp, is a bowl of scraps of papers. Every five minutes, a strip of paper will pop out from the bowl.
If you ask the Palai, they'll be inclined to explain speed dating to you. Asking questions, getting to know a person, then being shimmied off to the next potential mate -- this is made possible by Elto magic yet again, through flying chairs that transport their holder to a new table at standard intervals.
The Palai are extremely invested in this exercise? Will you let them down? ]
[ OOC: In the spirit of speed dating, each character will have a top level. All who want to respond to this top level can with questions from this post, but the threads have to end at 10 comments from each character. After this last tag, the characters can be assumed to have been whisked to a different potential match. You're free to have characters make up their own questions, interact with Palai serving food, etc. ]
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but then he catches himself just in time, and doesn't say (or think!) anything at all. there were a few things about her that saved him from disaster: 1. different voice. self explanatory. 2. that weird helmet shit thing she's wearing. absolutely not saber's style. 3. personal... ah... experience, if you will, has granted him a well-informed understanding of... uh.. saber's physique. which is also evidence this woman is not saber.
but most of all, what stops him from saying (or even thinking) something back right away is the fact that he absolutely, above all else, does not want saber (and about five other people) knowing he's a cat. or that he ended up here, in a speed dating cafe, as a cat. just. no thank you...!
so, instead of making any noise like it seemed he was going to, archer just kind of... deflates, with a little cat sigh, and stares down at these stupid little paws he has. he'll just bide his time until he can leave... i guess. maybe get off the table and sit down properly on the little chair they gave him. ]
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Oh, are you sad?
[even more surprisingly, the holy maiden is interested in the... probably quite fickle moods of a cat. she tilts her head and frowns with concern as he sighs and seems to bemoan his fate just after taking an interest in her, somewhat obediently returning to the seat of his chair instead. those amethyst eyes of hers are troubled.]
Don't tell me you're depressed... [can cats be depressed?] You might be the most depressed cat I have ever known. The ones on the farm weren't like this...
IM ALWAYS LATE IM SORRY
[ but there's other questions to be answered. he knows saber's face well, so why does she have it? certainly, there are an infinite number of possibilities within the branches of time, and this place is already a joining of universes, but... still, the likelihood of something like this happening has to be... miniscule.
the pads of his feet knead against the cushion one last time, as he half listens to what this woman with saber's face is saying, her hypothesis about his "depression" (absolutely erroneous, thanks), trying to think. he's getting bored, pretending to be a cat... and every time he tries to nap, one of the palai comes along and wakes him up, worried for his health.
oh, screw it. he's a familiar, right? normally, at least, a human shaped one, but. why not pretend to be an animal one? its not unheard of. shaking his head with conviction, he stands, and hops up on the table, carefully stepping around the food to sit in front of jeanne with a huff, tail flipping back and forth as he looks her in the face. mostly, he wants a better look at her. ]