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Cometh the Big Crying Wheel

Date & Time: Sept 15th
Location: A refurbished castle on the outskirts of Exsilium.
Characters: Anyone at the party!
Summary: Vanadi hosts a party that goes very poorly.
Warnings: Violence, probably! Let a mod know if we should update this.

It’s a lovely night for a party!

The venue at the outskirts of town is, unfortunately, a bit drafty — and actually rather sparsely furnished, as well. In fact, party goers are encouraged to mingle, drink, and enjoy themselves in the courtyard, as the castle itself wasn’t able to be renovated in time, and has proven to be a little bit architecturally unsound. Any explorative guests might find a small hail of dust and pebbles on their heads if they venture too far in — and who knows what else, if they continue on.

But the drinks and snacks both are plentiful and delicious, and the large canvas set up from castle wall to castle wall keeps off the sprinkling rain. The weather could even be described as warmish and pleasant, if one were feeling generous. A group of Exiles plays classic instruments in one corner of the courtyard, having been paid enough to even smile at any Transports that wander near.

All in all, it’s shaping up to be a good night. Until about 10 PM, that is. Come 10 PM, the Misery rolls into town, tearing down the canvas, nullifying powers, and crying corrosive blood everywhere. That’s the cue for all hell to break loose, as the final wave of mind-controlled characters snag their victims and make for the hills — or at least for the UE. The mind-controlled characters will also have the backup of a squadron of 20 of the Masked, the UE's special ops force. The Masked's main goal is to grab those on their list and get away, but they're certainly not above shooting to kill at anyone that gets in their way. They're also highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and physically enhanced by their suits, so they're a good bunch to try to avoid.

But do have a wonderful time until then, won’t you?

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Ehh, dragons too? How did I miss those?! [He sounds genuinely offended that he could've.] That's gotta be awkward with that guy going around calling himself a Dragon Slayer though. Come to think of it, don't elves and dwarves usually not get along, either? Man.

[This place is nuts, and sometimes he thinks he likes it, but other times it feels like a tourist destination: everything new and exciting and odd, but he'd really rather like to go home once the tour's over.]

... There better not be real trenches, or I swear, I don't care what they say, I'm getting in the time machine and sending myself someplace else.

They can't exactly go walking through town without destroying things in their regular forms. The one I know uses a human body most of the time. Whoever that 'Dragon Slayer' is should probably be careful. She might kill him just to prove how weak he is, even if he comes right back to life.

[He doesn't know about the dwarves and elves thing. Not a fantasy book reader, oops. He gives his shoulders a shrug.]

If you can work the time machine I'll be right there with you. Usually you don't have to fight, but every few months the UE brings it to us.

Weredragons, then? This stuff just gets weirder and weirder. An' I hope the guy doesn't get eaten or something, he seems okay and likes dragons -- he's just got the weirdest title to go with it. Sort of.

[He reads comics and watches movies, close enough! Also really, they're his only point of reference for all this madness.]

Hey, how hard could it be? There's gotta be a way to figure out how it all works. We've got at least some tech people on our side -- it'd be nice if it could get squared away before the UE whatever drops by again.

...no, not a weredragon. Just a regular dragon who uses magic to appear human for conveniences sake. I'm pretty sure we have werewolves, though I don't get why you would call yourself a dragon slayer if you liked dragons alive.

[A soft snort.]

We've got scientists and hackers, but this is time travel. There's nothing that simple about it or else we wouldn't be here. They could have fought the war and won it themselves by now. They don't give much warning before they start dropping things.

Eh, close enough! Our Dragon Slayer's a complicated guy -- I'd probably mangle his backstory, though. There's just good and bad dragons where he comes from. [He pauses a little at werewolves, but after everything else...] --Of course there're werewolves. Why didn't I think of that? Do we have a freaking bestiary yet?

[Ah, that might be a little offensive, but it's probably too late. Oh well.]

An' see, that's what they want you to think. Even if it's time travel, I bet somebody just pushes a button or two somewhere. Just gotta have the code or something!

Edited 2013-09-23 07:11 (UTC)

Don't tell them you think of them as beasts. The dragons'll eat you.

[Blaine is amused.]

Operator friendly, huh? That's be great, but what happens when it breaks?

Hey, I wouldn't do that...! I'm not stupid, but how else would you classify dragons, anyway, that's where all the RPGs put 'em.

[It's debatable how smart he is, but he does have common sense on his side--]

... I don't really wanna think about that thing breaking if we have to use it all the time like everyone's sayin' we have to. Besides, why are we talking about it breaking? I thought we were talking about cracking its operating system!

They're dragons, that's it.

[He's not risking being eaten, thanks. He cocks an eyebrow.]

You should, since it's broken before. Took a week of sleepless nights for the scientists to fix it. Besides, running to the time machine to avoid the bombs won't help if it's destroyed. Then you're stuck in the past with no way back.

Well, yeah, if you wanna be politically correct about it.

[And sure, he's politically correct, but only in the right company. What's the point otherwise? Also, being politically correct about dragons usually isn't on his daily to-do list.]

Do I, uh, wanna know how it was broken? And you know, I'm supposed to be stuck in the past.

[... Never mind, that sounds really weird when he says it out loud.]

You never know who is and who isn't one. I don't want to find out first hand how much being brought back to life hurts.

[Politically correct is not something Blaine gets accused of often. Never, actually. He's thinking about why it was broken.]

Sabotage? Or was it bombs? I don't remember what it was exactly.

[A few more seconds before he gestures around to everyone.]

Most of us are from the past. I mean a past that's not yours. Stuck out of your own time and not even able to make it back here where you'd have the slim chance of going home.

... Okay, point. Dragons in disguise... I didn't hear about it hurting to be brought back to life! That's 'cause it doesn't, right? Otherwise somebody would've said something!

[Now he looks vaguely queasy. Dude, why you gotta ruin his dragon mojo.]

Dude, isn't the time machine like the most important weapon they've got? At least it was just the once... [wasn't it] I guess it'd suck if you really screwed it up, but I don't know.

[See, the thing is, he's not sure he wants to go home, either. It's a big ol' mess.]

Maybe you could just... bring people over? Misery loves company, right.

[It's hard to tell how serious he is about that one, honestly.]

The few I know who have been through it say it hurts like hell. [The one who hasn't but hears people being brought back can attest to the screams of pain.]

Yeah, it's the most important. They wouldn't have us without it either.

[He cocks an eyebrow.] Bring people from your home world? It's possible. Lots of people have people they know come through, but others are here alone and never see anyone they know.

[His lips curls.] I wouldn't try to go home. Last time they managed it someone's world was destroyed and stripped by the UE when they followed him.

I shouldn't have asked! I didn't hear anything!

[He's exaggerating his reaction a little in the name of really not wanting to think about it too hard, but he really is trying to wipe it from his mind. He doesn't want to die in the first place!!!]

Yeah, I heard they come from all these different realities, though. I wonder what my classmates would be like... [but then he's thoroughly distracted] --Wait. You're kidding, they can go there? They've got a time machine, too?!

[Another thing he hasn't really thought about at all. He's not used to thinking about these things!!]

[He laughs.]

Just don't die.

[It's totally that simple. He lifts both eyebrows.]

You didn't pay attention to the long introductory speech, did you? They've been sucking the resources from other worlds, out worlds, and that's probably why we're here. They aren't as good at pinpoint time travel, but they followed whatever trail was left behind to Elmer's world when the Initiative sent him back home.

I'm not planning on it.

[He answers seriously, even though it's a little pouty. Honestly, don't even say things like that.]

... Hey! I paid attention to some of it, okay? But they didn't say anything anywhere about them actually going there, I mean the Initiative doesn't pop off to other worlds when they kidnap people, do they? I'd remember weird people dragging me somewhere, but all I get's a freaky freaking blank.

[Granted, he was so distracted at the time you could've dropped a piano on him without his noticing, but he's still pretty sure he would've noticed sudden time-travel kidnapping.]

[Blaine is going to attempt to pat him on the back even as he smiles because you're pouting. Silly child, your pouting is adorable and doesn't help him take you seriously at all.]

No, the Initiative didn't ninja you here. The UE is the one stealing resources. I don't know why we end up here. Or at least the particular people, but I assume it was randomly someone from whatever world you're from. They certainly don't pick the best fighters.

[The patting is allowed because jeez, their lives are crazy and kind of crappy. Also, shhhhhh, he's the most serious ever in the world. ~~Just not dead serious.~~]

I heard that the Initiative can't really pick? So I guess their machine isn't perfect, but if it's so bad the UE can just follow them all over the place... Hey, how do you guys even get missions done?

[Trying to figure out the differences between 'worlds' and 'timelines' and all that jazz in a practical setting is actually starting to make his head hurt, wow.

But he probably can't go home for a while, is what things are shaping up to be.

Maybe that's okay??]

Edited 2013-09-27 03:00 (UTC)

No, they don't pick who comes. We just show up in batches of random people at the beginning of the month. When we go on missions though, they're damn accurate with the date and time.

[Blaine is moving towards the food table and gesturing for the boy to follow.]

They've got no problems getting us where we need to go and when. The UE doesn't have that accuracy or else we wouldn't be here because everyone here would be dead.

[He's so cheerful~!]

So they're good at sending people, but not so good at getting 'em? I dunno if that's reassuring or not.

[Like, how does that even work, in terms of getting them back from wherever they send them?! Maybe he shouldn't think too hard about that... Oh, are we doing the food thing? You don't even have to gesture -- when motion toward food is made, Naoya's right on his heel, distracted immediately.]

I don't even recognize half the food here, but it hasn't poisoned me yet! Some of the stuff is pretty good, I guess. It'd be better if I knew what I was eating, but the food just has to be futuristic too.

[Does it count as futuristic or just mutated..... Another set of questions to set aside, along with all the talk of being dead. This... must be a war thing, this casual talk of death and dying and destroying worlds and stuff? He's not sure if it's better than not-talking about it.

So he'll just grab the nearest thing to munch on instead.]

[Blaine refills his glass.]

When it comes to who is brought here, no, they're shit. When we go on missions, we go, come back, and usually there's no problem. There are hiccups sometimes, but they're pretty rare.

[He picks up a cracker like substance that has a cheese like substance on it. Blaine is pretty sure it isn't crackers or cheese, but the texture and taste are similar enough that he eats it no problem. The casual talk of death, dying, and killing is all Blaine. He was rather desensitized to it before he came.]

For the most part the food is okay. Not as good as back home, but when is food ever that good?

[Naoya's glass is still pretty full -- champagne is a little more bitter than he likes any kind of drink to be, but he'll keep sipping at it because he can do this, dammit.]

Like... what kinds of hiccups?

[They don't sound that bad, so he figures he'll ask just because he's really curious. And still kind of worried. He'd thought time travel was cool as hell, but now he wishes it came with a manual.

Naoya picks up an un-cheese cracker too, because he needs something to wash down with the champagne.]

Ahh, the food at your place sounds good... Our school food isn't too bad, but I think the stuff here is more interesting than melon bread every day.

What kind? Well, I went on a mission for a week and when I came back it had been 6 weeks.

[He shrugs.] I missed something pretty horrible though, so I can't even be mad.

[He's taking another not!cracker and before he eats it he asks:]

Melon bread?

... I guess that's not that bad, except if you were away for a week and came back 60 years later everybody'd be all old or the place would be gone or something.

[It should probably be alarming, he thinks? But he can't really see it as that much of a bad thing. It just sounds like something straight out of a movie, but so does everything else he's seen in the past couple of weeks, even if the genres are a clusterfuck and he can't keep up with the plot anymore.

And then there's the times he's explaining melon bread to somebody.]

Ahh, melon bread is just sweet bread. It doesn't really taste that much like melon, and I'm pretty sure it's not made of melon or anything, but it's still pretty good!

I really hope everyone would be gone. If they were still stuck here sixty years from now...

[He trails off and shakes his head. That would be so ricockulous he doesn't even know what to say. If the Initiative was still around, having not been annihilated by some act of the gods, and with time travel capabilities, they should just fucking give up.]

Is it... melon shaped?

Well, everyone wouldn't be gone. The Exiles would still be here? I think?

[He's not totally sure how time travel would affect what they tell him is England but looks and smells like something out of a zombie apocalypse; would it still be like this?

Then it would probably be deserted, but maybe it'd also go back to the one brought to him by travel brochures and movie magic and his sister's obsession with British accents and celebrities.

Blaine's comment on melon bread makes him chuckle.]

Uh, sorta? It's round, anyway! Definitely not as big as a melon, though. That'd be nice.

[Dreamily, he contemplates the un-cheese crackers again and moves on to something else. It looks like an Oreo but tastes more like sticky sweet rice...? Huh.]

... I wonder how you'd tell food is expired here? I don't even know how this is supposed to taste, but it's weird. You think the Exiles would tell?

[It's a little hard to figure out how the Exiles will react sometimes. He's had mixed reactions; he's learned by now not to make his motorbike too obvious when he's visiting someone, or to mention the Initiative too much.]

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Cometh the Big Crying Wheel

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slowly layers irony

/sprinkles cheese of destruction on top

what a wonderful tragedy taco

it's so delicious and filled with despair

and yet crunchy with the flavor of tears

It's a delicacy

a supervillain delicacy ~

and we're about to get a taste

oooooh /preps napkin

careful is steaming hot /hands you one

that's the best time to eat! /juggles it <3

/watches you drop it

;~;

/strokes

I like how both the subject line and the tag is soothing. |D

My stroking is usually not considered soothing >_>

oh my <u<

Oh yes~

<3 ~

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