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Labyrinthum Events ([personal profile] labyrinevents) wrote in [community profile] buttrinthum2024-04-30 10:34 pm
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TDM #9

Arrival / Enchanted Garden

Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see a barn owl that is flying through the darkness, soon sweeping you across the clouded sky. You feel yourself mouth the words, “I wish, I wish..” and utter your deepest and darkest desire.

When you regain consciousness, you’ll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, you’ll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel with a piece of bread, a vial of water, and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.

Will you drink it or not?

There is a parchment, handwritten in scrawling, jagged lettering that seems a bit... ominous:

“Welcome to my LABYRINTH where your wish, you wish you wish youwishyouwish– Your CONTRACT is SEALED.”

You’re in a garden, surrounded by flowers and plants– most of which you cannot identify. However, there are a few that you can make out: Larkspur and Anemone You’ll soon find out that being around the Larkspur makes you almost overwhelmingly tired, to the point you might even feel sluggish and in desperate need of a comfy place to rest. Why not lie down right in the garden? Or better yet, find someone to snuggle up with and sleep your worries away. The only truly strange part? You don’t seem to dream. At all. Straying too close to the Anemones, meanwhile, grants an entirely different effect. One second you’ll be walking through the garden and then suddenly you’re twenty feet away and facing the wrong direction. Even worse, whatever those flowers have done to you will sometimes make it so you “glitch” through solid objects – your leg might suddenly be lodged in the ground despite it being perfectly solid a moment before, or your arm could be shoved halfway into a wall that… actually, was that wall even there before? Nevermind that. The effects only last for a few minutes at worst, so at least you’re not stuck there forever, right?

Liminal Spaces and Worn Out Faces

Thanks to the combined efforts of dreamers and dragons, Vaeros is asleep. No one knows for how long. The locals aren’t particularly pleased with this turn of events and the village is a mess, but at least the moon is high in the sky again and everything is back to normal… relatively speaking. Things start to change... morph into something more dreamy, more surreal. It's subtle at first but after a few days…

The aftermath of the overgrowth, animal attacks, and the overall chaos of Vaeros' tantrum has left the village a little worse for wear. While most of the damages are cosmetic and could be fixed by the local's efforts alone, maybe a little help would be appreciated? If nothing else, it might help alleviate a little bit of the tension still lingering in the air after the events at the castle.

That, and the locals seem to be acting kind of strange. Leaving them to their own devices might not be the best idea. The Gelfling you are aiding in repairing a half-broken wall has been hammering for what seems like hours and when you look to see what they're doing, they haven't actually made any progress - they're just hitting the same spot over and over again, potentially making the hole even bigger. Did the goblin you just passed have a completely blank face for a moment? Others might walk into things, off of things (Starlight Cliff might be a hazard zone), or suddenly and inexplicably become aggressive toward dreamers, grabbing anything they can get their hands on (kitchenware, vegetables, a goose??) to use as a weapon. It's a very bizarre scene and the villagers don't seem to notice there is anything wrong with the people around them.

It’s not just the locals either. The animals have been acting equally strange. There's a wolf inside the clothing shop trying on suits, a goat standing (or trying to stand) on its hind legs, bleating out random words like a town crier while jingling a bell around its neck to get everyone's attention. Where you should find the local baker, suddenly they're replaced with a deer holding a paddle in its mouth to stir up a batch of brownies.

To top it all off, there's an eerie sense of deja vu no matter where you go or what you do. Didn't you just help that goblin with the wheelbarrow an hour ago? So why is it halfway across town again? You could have sworn you had to go and grab groceries, but your pantry is full like someone already had.

Up is Down, In is Out

Days pass and the oddities continue to make themselves more and more apparent. The sidewalks seem uneven and wobbly at times, threatening to toss people walking across them to the ground or even fling them into the air with a sudden violent ripple. Walking through the forest sees the leaves of the trees melting into green goo that sticks to your clothes, your hair, and your skin - potentially staining them green and leaving you in dire need of a bath. You can always wash off in the lake, of course, but even that is not free of the strangeness occurring in Visium. The water of Lake Omen has turned to lava, at least in color; although there is no heat radiating from it when one approaches. That, and the locals are still fishing in it without issue, save the fact that they keep pulling up fish with tophats on.

Speaking of fish - they're raining from the sky now (tophats or not) in all sorts of different colors, shapes, and sizes. Good news! They're still edible. Bad news, they're probably trying to sell you something.

If you do decide to try the fish or any other meal in town, especially those served by the locals, you'll find that it doesn't taste like much of anything and most certainly doesn't fill you up, at least not at first. Everything is bland and unappealing until left in the presence of dreamers - and the more you share the meal with, the faster the taste returns.

Dream Within a Dream Within a Dream Within a Dream Within

Even with Vaeros asleep, only a small portion of the labyrinth is still accessible. Those that attempt to explore will find sections made up of pillows and cushions, and no matter what time of day it is elsewhere, this portion of the labyrinth seems to be stuck in perpetual twilight. Explorers will also immediately feel drowsy, then lulled to sleep by the quiet singing whispered through the air like a lullaby. Anyone brave enough to try and rescue those poor souls from their impromptu naps would be wise to plug their noses and cover their ears with earmuffs to block out the sound.

At night, dreamers dream. They will be visited by the same melody heard in the labyrinth, though it is distant. They will also hear a woman telling them to spend more time together, to bond and create things together in order to soothe the effects of Vaeros' magic growing wild in his dreams. Dreamers will also have the ability to visit other's dreams, meeting in a dreamy light liminal space that will not feel so real when they awaken.

OOC

Welcome to the [community profile] labyrinthum TDM! Characters will arrive depowered and with only their clothing, and will be given a satchel with a crystal pendant, a communication device, some water and bread and a magic potion. If they drink the potion, they will manifest an elemental, healing or animal transformation ability.

With the exception of Castle Vaeros, characters are free to go as they please, so feel free to place them in any of the locations available on the map. Yes, this includes the Labyrinth - though characters will not be able to clear the maze.

You can find more information about the game here. Any questions regarding the TDM can go under the comment below.

a_cute_batata: (i should have thanked them)

[personal profile] a_cute_batata 2024-05-17 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
Luz felt that pull taking her down, and Luz even remembered how much she desperately wanted to let it happen, only a moment before feeling all of her shut down, feeling the snap of her head separating from her neck and then feeling her body give way to sparks of light. It was halfway between agony and the resolving that it was over.

She'd tried so much, and so much had come apart. Why keep going? She'd been struggling to fight Belos and make thing right, and here was where she ended up. She lost.

And what else was there to say?

That feeling was seconds, of course, and then she heard the voice calling her. She blinked, reaching out, grasping for something in the murkiness, someone familiar.

"H-hunter?"
sadpoem: Omori (116B)

[personal profile] sadpoem 2024-05-17 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Omori has a smile on his face; it doesn't look quite right - comes off eerie and out of place. He's still standing at the edge of the dumpster as flames begin to light in the trash. He observes them for a little too long before deciding to warn Luz. He points with his knife at the growing inferno.]

Fire.
sadpoem: Omori (117B)

cw: literal (dream) suicide, gorey descriptions; emeto

[personal profile] sadpoem 2024-05-17 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
Sure. [There's still the sound of that knife flip-flip-flip-ing.

[It stops.]

See you later. Toph.

[After that, there's no delay; the grotesque sound of a dull blade wedging itself into soft flesh. Omori chokes and gurgles; the sound of vomiting.

[The dream ends.]
sadpoem: Omori (77B)

[personal profile] sadpoem 2024-05-17 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
Take me to White Space.
wintolive: fifteen (5)

[personal profile] wintolive 2024-05-17 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
[At this, Eren gives his salute - right fist curled over his chest. He bows slightly, nods, then takes his cart and goes about his way.]
wintolive: fifteen (McRib is back?)

feel free to inbox eren re: work or lmk if you'd like me to <3

[personal profile] wintolive 2024-05-17 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
No problem.

[With that, they can get to their work. Eren will indeed be offering Kurogiri a job if he'd like one, once they're done.]
bluediligence: commission | <user name="situations"> (Where's the popcorn?)

Re: Liminal Spaces

[personal profile] bluediligence 2024-05-17 08:48 am (UTC)(link)
… Oh —

There he goes.

In the time it takes for Red Son to deal with the threat — a handful of seconds at most — Korone finally makes it back up to her feet, albeit with a brief wobble that has more to do with her fucked up balance than the hit she'd taken. She runs a hand across her side anyway, just to be sure. It's going to be a nasty bruise, probably, but nothing feels broken. It's fine. She's had so much worse — she's fought with so much worse.

(She might have flinched at the blow to the throat. Maybe. Just a tiny, little bit, and if Red Son looks, it won't take a genius to figure out why that might have been: the ring of scars around her neck, deep and precise and so clearly deliberate, are on full display. She reaches for her pendant ... and flinches again, curling her fists to her sides, when she remembers with it's not there, nothing is there, and godfucking damnit she has to focus. Fight or no fight. Focus. She can't afford to lose it.)

"Thanks for the save — glitch?"

Not her Red Son. That much is clear. But she's not about to make that his problem if she can help it.
courageless: (Pound)

[personal profile] courageless 2024-05-17 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, of course.

[ his tone is still very jovial. playful. no trauma here! ]

I'm just a humble merchant. I have no grand wishes.
scansorial: (Are you)

[personal profile] scansorial 2024-05-17 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
That was uh. Because of something that happened in my dimension. This collider thing, this big guy, Kingpin, he was trying to bring back his family, his wife and kid, bring a version of them from another dimension, after he lost them in a car accident or something. Except it was P -- ah, that is, one of us, my dimension's Spider-Man. He got caught up in it when he was trying to stop it. Which meant the machine sent in other Spider-Men. People? Well, actually not all of them were people, there was also Ham.....

[He tries to be brief but still explain the basics. Gwen gives a nod before adding 'yeah. Ham is a pig.' as if that needed explanation. Miles chuckles, but considers what the other says.]

Oh yeah. Our friends are from lots of different dimensions so it's kinda complicated.
toph_luck: (snif)

[personal profile] toph_luck 2024-05-17 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a startled shout, pain, heat from the fire, and the two start flying aside as her grip is lost.

There's a distinct sensation of gravity leaving when they drop off the wing, no idea whether an airship waits for them below or not. But this is a nightmare, not real life.

Without anything to touch there's no sense of what's around them, just rushing air and one moment where Toph's hand squeezes at Gumshoe's arm before it all disappears.

Toph wakes up in her bed, an unusually cold sharp breath that kicks Gumshoe out of her dream rather effectively.
]
toph_luck: (smug grin)

[personal profile] toph_luck 2024-05-17 09:54 am (UTC)(link)
Not if you RUN fast enough!

[ She probably won't let the boulder squish her. Probably.

But then, there's always a tiny chance right? She runs her witchy friend until she can tell she's getting ragged. Slow down and then hopping off when it's clear Luz might ACTUALLY get squished if she doesn't slow down, dropping the boulder back into the ground with a melding push.
]

Hehe- that was fun!
How're you feeling?

woo_oo: (Then I'll Start Again)

[personal profile] woo_oo 2024-05-17 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
The moon wouldn't go on a date with him, so he stole it, and it made all the plants and animals go crazy and attack us.

[ Y'know. As one does. She sways back and forth, rocking on her heels. ]
bluediligence: (Unspooling.)

Re: Arrival

[personal profile] bluediligence 2024-05-17 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
She remembers what Hunter — her Hunter — had looked like before the weird timeskip sent him rocketing up like a bean sprout. The boy in front of her looks so incredibly similar. Achingly so. And yet no, no, no he doesn't; she can see a myriad of infinitely tiny differences. He's the same and yet not. He's Hunter, fully and wholly himself.

(She misses him so much.)

… and then there's the phone. Korone's breath catches in her chest, in the creeping clawing static buzz burrowing its way deep, deep, deep inside and out. She'd recognise one of those anywhere. He knows Wild City, he knows Pep!Pep!, he was in Imeeji.

She —

She …

Laughs, if one could call it that, ragged and breathless, her hands fisted at her side, nails digging in painfully until she realises and flaps them out instead. (Where are her wings?) Wild City. Wild City. Wild City. He was on Pep!Pep!. No matter how much she wracks her brain, she can't remember. "Imeeji. You were th-there too. Huh. I don't, didn't remember seeing you, but aha, ha, that's not uncommon for me."
bluediligence: (Cartoonist found dead in home.)

Re: Arrival

[personal profile] bluediligence 2024-05-17 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
Korone's a wary girl. She's seen too much, been through far more than anyone her age ever should have, and while she's pretty good at masking on a good day, this … this isn't. She's too far to the left of herself, wingless and weaponless and alone, a staticky buzzing haze biting at the edge of rational thought. When the stranger approaches, even incidentally, she steps back to maintain her distance, very nearly tripping over her own two feet in the process.

Her balance is off. It's wrong. She feels wrong, wrong, wrong in her own skin, in a way she hasn't in god knows how long.

"There's not usually that fanfare," she says without quite meaning to. Or maybe she did. Heck if she knows.
a_cute_batata: (brave)

[personal profile] a_cute_batata 2024-05-17 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Luz was starting to go to the next dumpster when she started to smell the smoke, so Omori's warning comes just as Luz is starting to pay attention].

¿¡Qué Carajo!?

[Luz was frantic for half a second before scribbling out several glyphs and slamming them into succession at the same time, creating a heap of snow to douse the fire].
Edited 2024-05-17 11:34 (UTC)
a_cute_batata: (panic)

[personal profile] a_cute_batata 2024-05-17 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Huh. Honestly, there was something cool about that guy that Luz would acknowledge later, once she actually got her shopping in town done. For now, she would just be grateful and make sure not to get stuck in a loop again].
mightymorbid: (I don't get it)

Re: arrival

[personal profile] mightymorbid 2024-05-17 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, Mozenrath is definitely going to have to do something about people just coming up and talking to him, because no part of him was for making that the new status quo. But for the moment, he was speechless. It was not to say that he was unaccustomed to things other than humans talking; quite the opposite! But that was a lot of information that pinged as relevant, too.

Except for that last bit.

"...Well he definitely made one. Does 'the guy' have a name?"
mightymorbid: (Default)

[personal profile] mightymorbid 2024-05-17 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
Of course he's not wrong. Does nobody know who he is?

The answer is no. No one knows who you are, Mozenrath. Nobody ever knows who you are.

"So you made a deal to come wherever here is to get out of politics?"
a_cute_batata: (flabbergasted)

[personal profile] a_cute_batata 2024-05-17 11:47 am (UTC)(link)
That does sound complicated!

[Not that Luz wasn't keeping up: she was an anime girl after all, shenanigans were kind of thing there, if not in her own life. Besides, she knew a thing or two about portals and how important they were.

And she totally was imaging a Spider Pig wrong, more like another property.]

So why were the other Spider people sent in?

mightymorbid: (point of order)

[personal profile] mightymorbid 2024-05-17 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Then why did you fall for it again?" He wasn't even trying this time.

Jasmine this is literally the second time. That he knows about. That could very well be a liability. If you ask him, that is definitely a liability. (And in fairness she was less gullible than Aladdin was; Xerxes could at least imitate canine noises a lot better than he could a baby, and the idiot still fell for that.)

"It could definitely be on my list of things to do."

It's something about the eyes in this body and how they track movement. Instincts he doesn't fully understand, but is getting the gist of. Human hands just seem inherently more threatening right now.
flatteries: (and i will change my ways)

you're fine! <3

[personal profile] flatteries 2024-05-17 01:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh?

[ The young man seems a little surprised to see someone else here, but when he turns his head to properly look at Arrakis, recognition does seem to dawn in his gaze. Apparently he doesn't seem to think it's strange at all for the other to at least join him here - wherever 'here' might be. ]

I didn't realise you were here too! [ He smiles, but there's something tense about it. Like he's worried, even though he's attempting to hide said worry. ] I am not quite sure if this is the best time for you to be here though.. Things have been rather tense lately around these parts.
a_cute_batata: (Luz is not in today)

[personal profile] a_cute_batata 2024-05-17 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
WORRST!

[Luz is not taking any chances and going as fast as she could, and this goes on for several minutes before Luz finally trips over some old roots and Toph has to stop her boulder. By then her leggings are cut up and her hands scraped and she's breathing hard].

F-fun for y-you, I bet.

[She takes a long breath].

Tired. Also, probably feeling sorry about that Avatar you trained. I'm guessing this was a part of his regimen?

[Was Luz smiling despite everything? Why yes, yes she was].
amicustenebris: (grudging)

a dream within a dream within a

[personal profile] amicustenebris 2024-05-17 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Gold has had prior warning that he might go walking while asleep, as Loki had when he meandered into one of the Dark One's recurring dreams. It wasn't something he is prepared to do, or wants to do, any more than he wants guests in his own. At most times, dreams are random, a conglomeration of all the garbage the mind is sorting through from the day to day. You still probably will not want anyone to see because it is showing a part of you that is less organized, that makes less sense, that's less you than what you allow them to see in the day to day. When they are more than that, it's even more imperative that you make that journey alone.

There are private things in there.

But it always takes a moment, in the dream itself. To realize you're dreaming, and conversely, to realize someone else is dreaming. Much less who or why.

The sudden danger, which would have made him too alert to remain asleep if it were him dreaming? That's the first clue.

The first thing he does is come down part of the way to catch the figure falling before him. Whatever limitations he might have had in the waking world are never thought of or present. Again, instinctual, the kind of reflex that should have woken him up.

That it rose up in him before he was even certain who he was helping? Should have been his second clue.

He didn't quite catch the arrow that jetted a little too near his face. He might have, if this were real. If he were fully the Dark One. But as it is, in true dream logic where somehow not being the target of a projectile weapon matters and figures directly into its effectiveness, he bats it away, sending it arcing off into the forest to find nothing.

That's when it hits him where he is, and that he is seeing something he shouldn't.

Somewhere in the far distance, he hears pan flutes.
mightymorbid: (Default)

Mozenrath | Aladdin TV Series

[personal profile] mightymorbid 2024-05-17 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
likemybooks: Taryon looking over his book (concerned)

[personal profile] likemybooks 2024-05-17 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Taryon watches Eglantine take one bite of the potatoes, then the meat. Her attitude has flipped around for no apparent reason, as if her taste buds weren't paying attention the first time around.]

Was it unevenly spiced? [He leans over the meat, unsure how he can tell visually what went wrong with the preparation.]