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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-03-15 09:55 am

Event Log: Patron Gods

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Patron Gods event!
Where: All around the city
When: March 15th-March 20th
Warnings: The gods choose you! Whether you choose them back is your call.


It's March 15th! Whether or not you've been having a good or a bad week, the gods decided to get together and put all the characters on teams- just like in those gym classes that you always skipped! Whether or not you were the last one picked is up for debate, but until we can figure that particular mystery out, there's another one to mull over... namely, who left that mysterious note in your bedside table/shoe/fishtank? And how did you get a friendship bracelet twined around your wrist?

Regardless, when opened, the letter will say-

'Congratulations! You have been chosen! [God name] thinks you're a great fit for their team! All you have to do is spread their emotion, and you'll get a blessing - and if your team wins, you get the grand prize: one (1) request for each member of the team, no payment required! Or you can band together and request one big thing, it's all up to you! So find your allies, get started, and let's win this thing!'


Whether or not this is for real becomes immediately obvious, as you seem to find yourself yearning to cooperate with your teammates, and maybe feeling a bit competitive toward your foes. Grab a squeaky chicken or a creepy doll or a snowglobe from the shops if you like, and let's get inspiring! Of course, you aren't forced to participate, but have fun telling your teammates that nobody is going to win their wish because you decided to be a stick in the mud.

Go forth and spread joy! Or sorrow, or scare people, or just really piss them off- but whatever you do, try to have fun and build that sense of community! You're going to need it...

► This log covers March 15th-March 20th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
► 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're just so mad at the gods that you'd rather die than participate, then let us know here!
kingslight: (♕An untold truth)

[personal profile] kingslight 2017-03-19 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
There, there... [He could feel his heart start to break once the tears shed. His heart goes out to the poor blond.] You've done nothing wrong, Prompto. Nothing to warrant an apology.

[Regis brings the youth close and embraces him. He's careful not to aggravate the blond's wounds but strong enough to let Prompto know he's not alone. It's a fatherly embrace, one that Regis once reserved for his dear son.]

Be at ease, poor boy. You are finally safe. I swear it.

[The old king has a sinking feeling he knows what happened but only a verbal confirmation can solidify it as true. Ardyn is apart of this, Regis just knows it. Either that or the fiends of this realm descended upon the blond like shadows in the night. Either way, there will be hell to pay.]
mercurio: ❥ponponpon (064)

[personal profile] mercurio 2017-03-19 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[the quickening of his heart lessens at being embraced. it's unlike one he's felt before; being hugged by a parent was never in his book of experiences, and there's definitely a quality of feeling safe and sound. prompto feels small surrounded by the king's arms, and he's partly ashamed that he's dirtying the king's clothes and mostly so at how quick his shoulders and back are to shake with silent sobs]

[(at least, like this, no one can tell he's crying)]


[he merely nods into the king's shoulder, growing quieter and quieter.]

Right. I...

[despite the circumstances, he's also not an expert on how to handle hugging]
kingslight: (♕ When faith itself isnt enough)

[personal profile] kingslight 2017-03-19 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Clothes can be replaces but not individuals. Regis doesn't pull away once the mixture of blood and tears stains his tunic and cloak. If anything, he brings Ptompto closer and just holds the boy. He doesn't know much about Argentum other than his name but Regis remembers Prompto quite well.

The blond grew into a fine young man despite being quite fluffy when he was a child. Regis couldn't help but smile some as he thinks of those happier times. Prompto is the first friend Noctis ever made and the funniest little chap he ever met. No one else could make Noctis smile so brightly. It's as if Prompto was Noctis' long lost sibling. The pair became inseparable in their later years, both of them always getting into all sorts of trouble. A humored smile touches Regis' lips briefly until the broken sobs reach his ears. It's then that he's jolted out of his thoughts and forced into the bitter reality before him.

He gently strokes the blond's hair as he hugs him. Regis can't help but feel so terrible now. Just why did this have to happen? The king sighs heavily.
]

Speak when you're comfortable. We need not rush things too soon.
mercurio: ❥mercurio (089)

[personal profile] mercurio 2017-03-19 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[what comes out of prompto is completely outside of the point that regis intends to learn about. but he asks, nonetheless, hands squeezing at the cuts on his legs, which obviously have made this trek home a harsher one than necessary]

Is Lady Lunafreya, is she okay?

[ardyn revealed nothing because prompto asked not, and prompto did not dare give anything away.]
kingslight: (♕ The decree hour has come!)

[personal profile] kingslight 2017-03-19 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[The sudden question catches Regis off guard almost immediately. He stares at the blond for a long moment as if trying to mentally piece this mystery all together. Why is Prompto asking about Lunafreya? Did someone mention her earlier? The old king's eyes narrow some.

There's only 'one' man who would ask about the Oracle other than Noctis. Only one.
]

She is safe. [He answers tersely.] Lady Lunafreya is alive and well. No harm shall come to her as long as we draw breath.
mercurio: ❥mercurio (038)

[personal profile] mercurio 2017-03-19 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
--good. Yeah.

[that at least can be a small reassurance amongst everything that's happened to him. if ardyn has no idea that luna is here, then all he's aiming for is to fuck with prompto. that much he can handle (he thinks).]

[he pulls away, nodding, and although looking faint (this blood loss) and dazed (and the crying, too), he keeps up a facade of balance and control.]


Sir, y'have to be careful.

[if ardyn's out here--could regis handle him?]

[that's when he remembers. royal magic, in red. his eyes flicker up to regis, fear suddenly apparent. he doesn't want his assumptions to be true.]


He-- How can he use it, too? Just like Noct, his magic, your magic...
kingslight: (♕ I assume to presume)

[personal profile] kingslight 2017-03-20 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[The old king sees through that façade quite easily. He knows that Prompto is putting on a brave face and cannot help but silently commend him for his valor. That why it pains him so much to see the sprightly blond in such agony. Regis wishes he could somehow undo the torture that Ardyn done onto the boy but even his magic has its limits.]

It's too late for me, dear Prompto. [He whispers quietly as he unhooks his cloak. The poor lad is shivering thanks to the shock and blood loss, so Regis lays his dark gray cloak gently around the teen's shoulders.] Ardyn will not rest until the last of my house returns to dust.

All I can assure you is that he won't ever touch you again.

[A pained expression lingers on the aged king's face once Prompto speaks of the villain again. Just knowing that Ardyn harmed this boy just for his sick pleasure using the Royal Arms makes him ill.]

He's a disgrace hailing from the Lucis line. He's...my blood.
Edited 2017-03-20 02:49 (UTC)
mercurio: ❥ponponpon (042)

[personal profile] mercurio 2017-03-20 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Huh?

[he looks confused, brow furrowing as he tries to understand just what regis is trying to tell him. (isn't it funny, that despite the circumstances, prompto was able to grant regis a very brief moment of delight?) the dark cloak around his shoulders are a warm weight he otherwise welcomes, closing his eyes for a moment]

[everything's spinning]


But, then, that means...

[suddenly, a pang of pain, and he winces. he tried shuffling to maybe stand, having forgotten entirely the deep cut on his left leg]

Hn, my leg...
kingslight: all icons by <LJ user=kingslight> (♕In which I question fate)

[personal profile] kingslight 2017-03-20 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[The confusion is warranted. Regis is purposely skirting around this subject out of his own mutual discomfort. That would explain why his eyes are downcast as he speaks.]

That means he's one of us. [The old king admits with such gloomy expression. He can't even look at Prompto right now.] ...His true name is Ardyn Lucis Caelum, not 'Ardyn Izunia'. He is our progenitor---

[Regis' explanation gets cut off once the youth bemoans about his wounded leg. The king quickly stops Prompto from moving once he sees the blood upon the boy's jeans. A terrible hint of dread lingers within Regis' heart once he realizes just how deep the wounds are.]

We must get you to a healer soon, Prompto. Your leg is gravely injured.
mercurio: ❥famira (025)

[personal profile] mercurio 2017-03-26 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[yikes, this is a lot to try and fathom. ardyn lucis caelum. shouldn't he be on their side? and, besides, the only royal family in prompto's lifetime were noctis and his father. there's no way any of this makes sense--]

Argh...

[he decides to think about it later, when he's not losing blood by the second]

Yeah. Cut into it. [coughs, the clutter of something in his throat] He, he wants you to know, he did it...