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acatamods. ([personal profile] acatamods) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2019-01-04 10:22 am

PHASE 3: AKVOS: THE END.






the great escape.
The Circle has quite a lot on their plate, this time around. Multiple players are fighting for the control of Akvos, and many difficult choices to make. No matter what path you choose, though, one thing is for certain: it is a bitter fight to the death to ensure that Akvos remains standing, one way or another.

There are three main areas for the characters to explore in the final log of Akvos: (1) The Kingdom of Akvos, where the King is fighting to seize control; (2) The Rift, where the characters will encounter the Dreamscapes; and (3) The Kingdom of Polankos, which is where King Ka'pouli has reigned since his arrival in the pocket dimension. Decisions made in all there areas will affect the outcome of Akvos, so get to exploring.




THE ASSAULT ON WAHINE.
The King’s forces will attack in three different fronts. There will be mermen attacking from above, riding saddled giant seahorses and manta rays, launching spears at the mermaid-warriors below with terrifying precision. They seem to be indiscriminate, in their aim -- the weaponry, charged with the same dark energy that the shadow creatures seem to be made out of, find their target in civilians and warriors alike, raining down a sea of terror upon the central stronghold of the Kingdom of Akvos.

The mermen will also be attacking at the ground-level, attempting to burst their way through the Palace Gates to flood the city with numbers. While the mermaids outnumber the mermen, the mermen are certainly more brutal than the mermaids. Some of them, though, in finding the city, are more concerned with looting it than with senselessly murdering everyone inside. Indeed, this is the most food they have seen in a long time -- and markets are destroyed in grabbing as much food and riches as they can, pressing closer to the Palace, and toward the Queen's stronghold.

And, finally, they will be attacking from below, navigating their way through a network of tunnels meant to transport goods and bursting their way into people’s homes, to sneak their way closer to their ultimate goal, which seems to be the Palace itself.

The Circle's main goal, here, is to protect civilians, usher theminto the underground strongholds beneath the Palace, and fight for their own lives should they attack the mermen first. Man the wall, if you so choose, to attempt to block the air attacks from the mantas. Fight on the ground, to protect Akvos from destruction. Or make your way to the underground strongholds and tunnels, to block access to the Palace. All of these will certainly assist in keeping Akvos safe.

In addition, please remember that shadow creatures (which can only be killed by magical means) are still making their way through the entirety of Akvos. While King Ka'pouli's forces are targeting the Palace of Wahine, the shadow creatures are still present everywhere. Get to killing!



INTO THE RIFT.
Some of you, however, have elected to traverse into the mysterious rift that appeared in the midst of the Fields of Akvosia. It looks like a black hole into nothingness, crackling with odd energy . . . and passing through it feels as though you have stepped through an icy waterfall. For a moment, you cannot breathe -- and then, you are treated to beauty.

The gaps between time and space are full of sparkling lights, bolts of rainbow starlight winding around you as you move through the uncertainty that is the void. It seems endless, but something inside you is tugging you forward . . . and, suddenly, there is a soft voice in your ear. A familiar one, to those who reside within the Circle . . . the confused voice of Astoria.

"Hello? My Travelers? How are you within the Void?" The Void? That word hadn't been used to describe whatever this magical place is before, but . . . well, a witch with the ability to send you all across the universe probably knows what she's talking about, right? "That should not be possible . . . who opened this doorway?"

You can tell her, or you can not. It seems to matter not, because: "Is this not getting through? Why can I not hear you . . . but I can feel you, I can -- please, if you can hear this, be careful. The Void is not something for mortals to interact with, and it can show you terrible things -- terrible things, so please--"

And, right before you have the opportunity to respond to our benevolent witch (or captor, depending on your point of view), you see a bizarre glass-like surface in front of you. It looks like a mirror, and you see a perfect reflection of yourself. It is absolutely captivating, and it beckons you . . . almost urging you to touch it. And Astoria's whisper grows a bit louder, more urgent:

"My dear Traveler, be careful what you encounter here -- can you hear me? Can you see me? I am trying to get you out of there, to bring you back home--Akvos is--"

But it is too late.

Your fingers graze the edge of the mirror, and you are pulled -- a sensation that is familiar to you, the same pull in your stomach that you feel whenever Astoria thrusts you across the universe, into new realities. And, when you blink your eyes again, and look around . . . you are no longer in Akvos, or the Void. You are somewhere entirely new.

Welcome to the Dreamscape.




THE KINGDOM OF POLANKOS.
Once the Circle emerges from the Rift and the Dreamscape, they will stumble into another world . . . but this one's wateris shallow, in comparison to the massive depths of the crystal-clear kingdom of Akvos. You can quite clearly see the surface, here, and there are shallows that allow you to come up onto islands, tropical in nature with fruit, odd creatures that appear to be multiple-headed monkeys and parrots, and sandy shores. It's a bit jarring to see, after spending so long underwater. Indeed, you emerge to trudge onto land, and look around, somewhat mystified that the deep-dwelling mermen would be from a place like this.

However, exploring the islands (which is not very difficult to do, as they are all small and will not take very much time) will yield the discovery that on the islands themselves are tunnels -- underwater caverns that thread through the islands to much deeper water. It's almost as if the islands themselves are barriers to the underwater caverns below -- shallow water, a layer of land, and then a (mer)man-made bubble of water below the barrier of land. And that whoever lived on these islands tunneled through them to find deeper water. Princess Kea, (who will attend on these journeys, while remaining in the water), will tell the Circle members that King Ka'pouli told her that when the mermen were cast out, they landed on solid land, and had to slowly dig deeper to their salvation.

Navigating through these tunnels will be somewhat perilous -- and the Circle members will need to carry Princess Kea to the nearest tunnel to get her into some water, because while she can breathe on the surface for a certain period of time, she cannot navigate the land as quickly as you people with legs. Additionally, underwater caving isn't exactly a blast, but the deeper you go, the more clues of civilization you can find. And, eventually, once you go deep enough, you emerge into a massive underwater cavern to find the small Kingdom of Polankos.

In comparison to the Kingdom of Akvos, Polankos is witheringly depressing. It is not brightly colored, nor open -- indeed, it is tiny, with mermen huddled together waiting patiently for the forces that went through the rift to return. There is not a lot to find here, save for some interesting weapons that possess a dark energy, versus a lightning energy -- and those weapons will be given to the Circle members who ask for them, because those who wield them are in no condition to fight. There is little food, little room to sleep, and these are a people clearly in need of assistance.

In order to get them out of Polankos, you will need to usher them through the tunnels back up to the Rift above -- it seems that King Ka'pouli opened the Rift on the surface, rather than risk the city below in case it did not work. The mermen there (who seem to be elderly and weak) will be eager for the assistance to get out Polankos, and at the promise of being brought into Akvos, they will happily go. There will be no resistance from them.

You may also see Princess Kea, who has filtered in and out of the Rift to assist on the journey -- teary-eyed, heartbroken at the sight of these individuals who require rescue, organizing the mermen with the promise of keeping them safe in Akvos.

"Hurry," she tells you, as she rouses another merman into getting to the nearest tunnel. "We do not have a lot of time to pull this off, and we must work quickly."

Additionally, please feel free to write up and work with your own prompts! These areas of the world are presented as jumping off points for your characters, not limitations. The idea of this world- as with all the others- is to explore -- you may use as much leeway as you want in order to come up with what your character will do, especially in the Dreamscapes.

If you have any other questions, please feel free to ask them back on the various threads back in the OOC post from before!
besieging: we spent the entire night making pillow forts and have sword fights. i think i'm in love (instead of having sex)

[personal profile] besieging 2019-01-22 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Emperor Vigarde's son. The vessel of the Demon King, the instigator of the war between our kingdoms and nearly the destroyer of all of Magvel.

[ That's the historical answer. ]

...my dearest friend.

[ And the somewhat more complicated one. ]
rightfully: (pic#7915157)

[personal profile] rightfully 2019-01-22 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ It isn't something she can relate to. One friend, above all other, from such a young age. Odd, then, the way her heart gives another untidy little hiccup at that last bit. If it's jealousy, then she ought to just set it aside.

None of this has anything to do with her. Sympathy, instead, because the last thing she wants to watch is Ephraim, suffering. Whatever it means. Whatever any of this means. ]


I'm sorry.

[ Wishing she could take back her last words, too. Stupid. ]
Edited (shhh) 2019-01-22 23:47 (UTC)
punshots: (✘ blend.)

[personal profile] punshots 2019-01-22 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ She asks him not to stop, and it's a good thing, too, because this isn't easy. His memory had played out more or less exactly like he remembered it, but this one seems intent on trapping Alisaie within it by resorting to such cruel methods. How can she resist the pleading voice of her grandfather himself?

And yet she keeps moving. She doesn't try to pull away, instead sealing her hands over his, and he holds her gaze steadily as they walk back, away from this scene that tries to cling to her. ]


I'm with you. Every step of the way. It's not real. Just keep moving.

[ He does his best to keep his voice steady, to not let his own fear and doubt bleed through. She needs him to guide her, to anchor her, and so he will. ]
sendinthecavalry: (60)

[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-22 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
What? Me?

[That actually gets an almost indignant flutter of her fins and a slight pulse of her eye. Mister? Really? Somehow this tiny robotic companion is able to feel terribly indignant.]

Miss! Sundance, my name is Sundance.

[Wait-]

And you're the Guardian! What's the hold up?
sendinthecavalry: (22)

[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-22 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[His knee-jerk reaction is something very rude, and Cayde bites his metaphorical tongue just in time.]

Well, uh, I mean. Can't really say the last time I was around. Older...people.

[Everyone's old where he's from!]

's a neat little quirk.
sendinthecavalry: (10)

[personal profile] sendinthecavalry 2019-01-22 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Hank may have his (admittedly completely founded) reservations about being handed mysterious liquid without so much as an explanation, but Cayde's pleased to see that he's got enough balls to just go for it, no matter any suspicions. And truly, as far as Cayde's concerned the drink isn't terribly offensive: acrid, unsettlingly smoky, and with a very odd hint of mint to round the whole experience out. The taste isn't the important part, the important part is-]

If you're gonna haunt me, it better be a real big thing. I'm talking blood on the walls and freaky messages, the whole nine yards.

[He's poured himself a glass in the meantime and raises it in a mock toast.]

Besides, I guess this is, ah. An apology. For, y'know...

[He makes a rather exaggerated stabbing motion with his free hand.]
adelphoi: (🍰 ᴛᴀʜɪɴɪ)

[personal profile] adelphoi 2019-01-22 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
It's not real.

[ she repeats, her breath rushing and her heart pounding. she moves forward, anchored by the touch of his hands, the warmth of his fingertips, and the sound of his voice - his voice that soon overrides that of her grandfather's, slowly but surely eclipsing it until it dissolves into whispers, and then nothing at all.

the dream is collapsing, just as prompto's had, folding in on itself, dissipating. the white sands and rolling waves begin to darken, sharlayan's white towers fading away like so much mist, and the figures of an old man and two bright-eyed children go with them. ]


I'm.. I'm sorry..

[ she says at last, when the darkness surrounds them again. ]

That was.. unbecoming.

[ even now her face is still wet with tears that she chides herself for; this is not the place for them, and alisaie has never dealt particularly well with others seeing the more tender, painful, emotional parts of her. even to those she loves. especially to those she loves. with a deep, rattling breath she straightens up and brushes the tears quickly from her eyes, blinking rapidly to banish them. ]
foundafamily: (pic#7645517)

Haha, I'd watch it!

[personal profile] foundafamily 2019-01-22 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[She is making fun of him, isn't she? Firo frowns and tries to look like a very serious criminal element, but his raised eyebrow and wide eyes probably only betray his confusion.

At least Hank seems to be catching on somewhat. The moonshine was indeed very gross in Firo's recollection too, so they must be getting on the same page.]


What's that say about you for drinking it, huh?

[Maaaybe not the most important topic of discussion here.]
punshots: (✘ technicolor.)

[personal profile] punshots 2019-01-22 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Soon enough, they are in darkness again, that warm, welcoming world dissolving until they are alone in the cold darkness again. It's for the best, but that makes her tears no easier to see, to hear in her voice. He can't let her think that anything about what just happened was unbecoming at all. ]

Hey.

[ He says gently, one arm moving around her waist to hold her near, while the other lifts to move her hands away from her face. She has nothing to be ashamed of, and if she needs to cry, it's okay to let it out in front of him. He's the last person who would ever judge anyone for needing to cry, and for all the times she has been there to hold him up when he's needed it, of course he will do the same for her. ]

It's okay. After what you saw in there...you have every right to just let it out. It was...so cruel, but you...you still walked out on your own, even thought it hurt like hell.

[ He threads their fingers together then, leaning in to kiss the tears from her cheeks, to kiss her brow and nose and damp eyelids. ]

Sometimes, you just gotta cry. [ Which seems simple, sure, but sometimes it's important to hear it, too. ] Let me take care of the tears, okay?
brodakota: (big brother mode activate)

[personal profile] brodakota 2019-01-22 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
I'm holding you to that.

[He doesn't really want to think about worst case scenarios right now.]

Don't do anything stupid. And check in as soon as you can.
fuck1ngusernam3: (huh)

[personal profile] fuck1ngusernam3 2019-01-22 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[Hank's distracted from his frowning contemplation of what he just put in his mouth by Cayde talking and looks at him with raised eyebrows, still sucking that weird and apparently not deadly taste out from around his teeth. When Cayde goes on, though, Hank's expression focuses and he reaches out toward Cayde's arm with, for a moment, something soft and protective running through him.]

Nah man, you didn't know what you were doing. We're good. Just, uh- gimme some kind of warning if it's going to happen again, okay? Or I really will haunt the shit out of you. We gotta talk out the details first though like, what kinda blood do you want? Androids where I come from, uh, bleed blue, and you could bleed motor oil for all I know. And then, you know, we got the freaky messages - there some special kinda freaky you want, or you just want a whole lot of moaning?

[Asking for a warning if there's a next time is fine - it's asking what he needs to know without nosing into shit he wouldn't want to be asked about, if it was him. So Hank's comfortable doing it. And that really clever innuendo, well, what better way is there to say, 'still ten out of ten, would bang again, even though you tried to disembowel me'?]
lonered: (S6-14)

[personal profile] lonered 2019-01-22 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[The shift this time catches Keith by surprise, more so when there's suddenly Zarkon. That is a face that he had not been expecting, and even now the sight of it chills something in him. The chill only deepens when Shiro speaks, when Keith realizes what he's seeing now.]

...we're in the Lion's consciousness. You faced Zarkon here?

[While they were screwing around at the space mall. They came back with a cow.]
adelphoi: (🍰 sᴇᴍᴘʀᴏɴɢ)

[personal profile] adelphoi 2019-01-22 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ despite it all, she.. laughs. it's a wet, sad sort of sound, but it is a laugh nonetheless, borne partially from abject relief from escaping what felt like soft, sweet doom, and partially out of fondness for him, his warmth, his kindness. ]

I know, I know..

[ she says, dismissive and breathless, though she tips her face up and shuts her aching eyes to better appreciate the brush of his kisses. alisaie can't help but feel shaken by what has happened, and what it might have meant had prompto not been there to pull her from the sticky web of that painfully lovely illusion. her thumbs brush his collar, and for several long moments alisaie allows herself to simply.. bask in this moment, in his presence, while her nerves settle, but soon enough she stirs herself. ]

But now is.. not the time. We have to move forward, we have lingered in this rift far too long.
brodakota: (I really don't think...)

[personal profile] brodakota 2019-01-22 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He's doing his best not to cause any trouble, but at the same time, trouble does seem to follow Freelancers.]

Well, I guess if you don't mind me looking around a bit more. But he might have also moved on.
fuck1ngusernam3: (talking headtilt)

[personal profile] fuck1ngusernam3 2019-01-22 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
It says I'm a really nice guy who tries to be considerate about his friend's feelings. Hey-

[That last he says with a finger raised at Sara and a badly hidden grin.]

You don't even have to say it. Don't say it.

[And she doesn't. She doesn't have to, her innocent look is just as badly faked as Hank's stern expression, and says just as much. So she just lets the set of her mouth make it clear that she's laughing at him, quietly, and then looks at Firo again.]

So, how long have you two known each other? Long enough for you to have Hank's number, huh?
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[personal profile] hatamon 2019-01-22 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Needing to call on someone with healing abilities while they're here is honestly more likely than not, so Takeru just nods at the offer. ]

As much as I hope I don't have to... thanks. I'll remember that. And I'll let you know if I hear anything about our missing people.

[ As terribly improbable as that is. ]
heartslight: (22)

[personal profile] heartslight 2019-01-22 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ She feels bad that he's feeling this way, and certainly doesn't blame him. She's just doing her best to support him, for right now. There's not much else she can do aside from use her words.

So she gives him a smile, too. ]


Don't apologize. It'll be okay.

[ Really — she knows it will. And she gives a nod, ready to follow behind him whenever he's ready. ]
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[personal profile] fairysong 2019-01-22 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
I don't speak horse! [She pushes herself to her feet, though her tailbone is going to be very much bruised after this.] Fine, I'll ride with you. We're wasting time!

[And whose fault was that.]
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[personal profile] fairysong 2019-01-22 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Not just me. But it's pretty rare. Singing is the best way to generate them. [As in, there's one other person she knows of who can do that.] Anything that gives off Fold waves attracts them, though. So there might be a different source of it here.
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[personal profile] taketori 2019-01-22 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
...I understand.

[ That left one option. Shirogane hesitates, glancing around. It's only a dream. Shinomiya's not really here. This girl's here, but she. Might be good at keeping a secret. Maybe. ]

Keep searching for an exit. [ He says as he leaves the wall, blending further into the crowd. ] I'm going to figure out what it wants.
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[personal profile] romancekiller 2019-01-22 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
[clarke does notice that sheryl doesn't wait up but she is able to keep up and catch up to her regardless of that]

Yeah, exactly— so if we go back the way we came, we might be able to find them.
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[personal profile] romancekiller 2019-01-22 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[normally clarke might have been a bit more considerate but getting caught between dreamscapes was pretty frustrating in itself not to mention pretty overwhelming too. hearing his response though, she lets out a sigh and her expression softens just slightly] Sorry— I didn't mean to startle you or really end up being here specifically either.
lumberlady: (微笑み)

tries to wrap this up for us soon so we can focus on new stuffs

[personal profile] lumberlady 2019-01-22 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Even though she still can't really imagine the sort of... singing as a job that Sheryl seemed to enjoy in her own world, Konoha always does her best to try. Competing with your friend for jobs... but. She was laughing.]

Well, you'll have a lot of stories to tell her when we get back to our worlds.

[And until then... they could tell the children stories in the hopes that they might be able to forget everything going on outside.]
lumberlady: (聞く)

[personal profile] lumberlady 2019-01-22 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's just right there.

Konoha gallops, hooves churning up the packed dirt road. She isn't as fast as a field jinba, heavier mountain stock, but she's swift with the desperation to reach her family, her hearts thumping a mile a minute-

But... her home doesn't get any closer.

Perhaps it had been too good to be true to expect that this dream was a good one and not a nightmare, that despite how real it felt it could be anything like reality. But no matter how far she runs...

They get nowhere.

Sweat beginning to lather on her sides, panting in confusion, Konoha finally slows, anxiously pawing the earth as she looks to Alisaie for answers, even though... part of her knows she doesn't have them.]


I don't-

I don't understand-
lumberlady: (びっくり)

[personal profile] lumberlady 2019-01-22 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[But Cayde, you seem so young and hip???]

Wait... are you a grandfather? Or- are there just no grandfathers where you're from?