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hadriel_logs2019-01-04 08:53 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2019-01-04 08:53 am
Entry tags:
- !event,
- agent carolina,
- agent maine,
- caedra nisariel,
- cashmere,
- charles yvry,
- daenerys targaryen,
- fingon,
- franklin delano donut,
- george lass,
- inquisitor trevelyan,
- jo harvelle,
- kelson haldane,
- knock out,
- laura palmer,
- margaery tyrell,
- mariane cousland,
- michael munroe,
- peter parker,
- sanji,
- sansa stark,
- staci pratt,
- starscream,
- terrence ephemera/sharkface,
- the disreputable dog,
- tinya wazzo,
- trafalgar law
Event Log: Is It a Wonderful Life?
Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Is It A Wonderful Life? event
Where: All over the city
When: Jan 4th-8th
Warnings: None
What: The event log for Is It A Wonderful Life? event
Where: All over the city
When: Jan 4th-8th
Warnings: None
Throughout the next few days, you may find yourself plagued by visions and dreams of back home. The dreams will be lifelike and difficult to tell apart from reality, as the world will be constructed from what you remember of your world. However, unlike usual dreams, you won't be present, and will find yourself unable to be seen or heard by those around you.
The dreams are vivid reminders of what might happen in a world without you: a world in which you disappeared when coming to Hadriel, a world which desperately needs you back for some reason or another. You may see your parents putting up missing posters, your significant other moving onto their next relationship, or even your hated villain finally taking over the world without you there to stop them.
When the vision leaves, you're back here and nothing about the city has changed. Though maybe you have a different outlook on it now...► This log covers January 4th-Januray 8th.
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you try a weird solution to make it back home, please let us know here.
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Angus wasn't gonna be like that, he thought. Angus wasn't gonna be like that when it mattered.]
Well that sucks.
[Fucking liches.]
You wanna call 'em up, leave a voicemail full of fart noises? Maybe we can go to their temples and make 'em smell like, really bad. With magic or like just taking a dump, I'm not picky.
[He's helping. Yes.]
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What he doesn't see coming is Taako's solution to the problem, which actually startles a choked laugh out of him, even if it's muffled into the elf's shirt. He's helping! Surprisingly!]
No way! Nobody's gonna go poop in a temple! That's gross!
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Oh yeah? That's what they did to you, Ango, pooped all over your brain! Just got in your head and shit right in it, now that's gross. Look at this, you're leaking.
[He pokes at the side of Angus' face, just any part that isn't buried in his chest.]
You're just a mess out here. You gotta give them their shit back.
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Not literally!
[ He goes quiet, just catching his breath and slowly, slowly calming down, and it's a few moments before he speaks up again, quiet and still muffled. ]
... You're really sure everything's ok? Back home, I mean? This isn't...?
[ He trails off, but the rest of the sentence is likely either 'fake' or 'part of another dream'. Taako is on the right track, Angus might need another push to get there. ]
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He leaves his hand on the top of Angus' hair, grounding him, letting him feel real. He can do that, too; he can make himself a beacon of strength. It's rare that Taako really lords himself over Angus, barring a couple of incidents, but this time it's a good thing.]
Look, I'd say would I lie to you, but we both know that answer's yes. But that doesn't mean I'm lying to you now.
[Why is he like this.]
'Ss just liches. Liches trying to crack open your head and suck out that fear juice. And then they take a dump in it.
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That’s super gross, and wildly unsanitary.
[ He’s feeling well enough to be deadpan now; he’ll probably be ok! ]
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They're bad people, Ango, it's what they do.
[He pokes at Angus' temple and make a fart noise with his mouth.]
But you know better, huh little man? You're smarter than them. Tiny master of horse shit right here.
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As great as that mental image is though, Angus deflates a little. He should be smarter than them, but... ]
... I mean, maybe. I still fell for it, horseshit or not.
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Taako just moves into ruffling his hair, trying to break him out of the slump.]
That's why you're a little man. You'll get better when you get to be a big boy. You grow out of the doodoo head tendencies.
[Do you, Taako. Do you. He's hardly a good example.]
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... Thanks, Taako. 'M sorry about your shirt, and also maybe waking you up in the first place.
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[And without even asking, he leans forward again and scoops Angus right into his arms. Is this difficult? Yes. Did he think it was going to be this difficult? No. He teeters a little bit, wobbling left and right as he nears the door.]
C'mon, you're-- you're comin' with me back to my bed-- fuck kid you're so heavy can you walk?
[Noodle arms mcwizardboy is having a bad time.]
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The only response that Taako gets out of Angus at first is a startled squeak, because his brain has basically just short-circuited. What is going on! This is unprecedented, he hasn't been carried like this since... maybe when he was a toddler? He can't remember. As someone who's been trying like hell to be an adult for years, he has no idea what to do when someone actually treats him like a kid.
... But more to the point, Taako has absolutely not accounted for the actual weight of a kid, so Angus wriggles out of his arms and drops to the floor with a thump, staring up at him with a weird, sleepy mixture of confusion and cautious hope. ]
Yessir, of course, but are... are you sure? What about Mr. Kravitz?
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So, he doesn't care. Good cuddler too. You're gonna be so fuckin'-- I don't know, supported or whatever, it's fine.
[It occurs to him then that he really should just be doing this with magic, so instead of picking him up again he casts Levitate on Angus and then just grabs him by the ankle to drag him without resistance.]
C'mon, let's go, no more lich brain break-ins tonight, Taako's tired and wants to go back to sleep.
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But you just said you don't need to--!
[ He's giggling though, because this is his life now, as completely bizarre as that is, and he wouldn't give up this kind of weirdly loving support for anything in the world. ]
Sir, I can walk, really! You can put me down!
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Well forget that cuz I already cast the spell, so too bad so sad you're fantasy balloon boy now.
[He pulls Angus down the stairs, casually tugging him along and back to his bedroom with Kravitz on the ground floor. Angus will notice that despite Taako's otherwise brash actions, he's specifically gentle when he enters into the room, Kravitz still sleeping soundly on one side of the mattress. Taako shuts the door gingerly before floating Angus over to the bed and dispelling the charm once he's flopped out.]
Go on, get comfy, I wanna go back to sleep.
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[ Angus flumps into bed and burrows under the covers, being extra careful not to disturb Kravitz or accidentally kick him in the shins or something. Once he's settled, he Mage Hands his glasses onto the bedside table and curls up on his side, barely stifling a yawn. Gods, he's tired. ]
... Thanks, Taako. I mean it, I know you don't like this sort of thing being pointed out, but this was really nice of you, and... and, um, thank you.
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Yeah yeah yeah, I'm the fantasy giving tree or something, snuggle up boyo.
[He scoots up and rolls on his side, arm tucked under the pillow, but once Angus has passed out again it's gonna be hug time. He and Kravitz are just like that. Sleep hug squad.]
wrapped!
SQUAD!!
dun dugga dugga DUNN DUNNNNN DAH
ok but seriously, it doesn't take long for Ango to conk out. He curls up next to Taako with his head tucked under his chin, and if Taako listens carefully, he might be able to hear a mumble that sounds suspiciously like 'love you, sir' just as Ango falls asleep, although it comes out more like 'luhy'sr', since it's muffled into his shirt. ]