the temple of beginnings.we're all a little mad here.
Needless to say, the Circle has been out of sorts as of late.
Fortunately, the weather has stabilized — residents will find that they are no longer plagued with snowstorms or heat waves. However, it appears that the flora and fauna have...come to life. Vines may wind around your feet and legs, entrapping you in a vice-like grip. They will eventually let go, but it seems like you need to speak nicely to them first. Bizarre, but it'll get the job done.
Mushrooms have also sprouted and now sing at you when you pass by — they aren’t particularly good singers either. Trees extend their branches to poke at you from behind, but when you turn around you’ll find that no one is there.
...And worst of all, the flowers seem to be especially privy to your thoughts; when you’re close, they’ll blab out whatever is on your mind at the moment and will only be silenced once they are picked. Best of luck surviving in this more, er, animated environment! Perhaps even plant-life can be reasoned with…? Or destroyed.
That’s always an option, isn’t it?
oh my god they were roommates.
It isn’t a proper welcome until you’ve picked out your room! In the hallways, you may find a table or two offering cookies and tea as you survey your newfound surroundings. They seem to be left by invisible people . . . weird? The Unseen Servants seem to be playing a bit more nicely from your arrival, and seem to be apologizing for their antics with sweets! (These cookies, neverfear, are not magically cursed. They are just normal cookies.)
These rooms are a bit magical, you see — should you decide to room with another person (or multiple people), you’ll find that the room itself will accommodate your needs and expand accordingly. They look the same for the most part, so some might say that it would be wise to make your decision based on what your neighbors are like.
Say hello or potentially someone else’s room by accident; it’s a bit of a Russian roulette.
Regardless, it seems that this is your new home in sense of the word. Make the most of it!
wildcard.
The Temple is a pretty big place! The Forest of the Fey stretches on endlessly, Lake Dona (and the resident Nessie) is free to explore, and there are plenty of creatures who are curiously inspecting the new arrivals.
The wyverns seem to be particularly precocious today, given the singing mushrooms, the psychic flowers, and the new people checking into new rooms! They are relatively harmless (as are most of the creatures in the Temple), but can be pretty annoying . . . especially if you have something resembling a snack in your hand.
At any rate, free to explore the rest of the Temple, the Forest, or the Lake at your leisure! Unless otherwise designated in the bestiary, everything is free to play/free to explore. :)
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He gets so focused on the recent past, Maes doesn't talk much about his more distant past. However, talking about his childhood had stirred some old feelings and, as always, being around Keith is a reminder of when he and Roy were younger.]
So that's happened more than once? Something messing with your mind and pulling out memories of your dad? That can't be easy. I have a lot of things I wouldn't want to be reminded of like that...but sometimes it's even harder when it reminds you of people you care about and that you can no longer be with.
[He throws the knife. It isn't dead center, but it's fairly close. Maes lowers his hand, he doesn't really want to talk about his own death.]
I lost my mom when I was little too.
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[He watches as Maes lines up to throw again, listening as he talks but also paying close attention to his form still. He's got something to learn here, after all.]
I'm sorry.
[And he means it. He is. Losing a parent sucks.] I never knew my mother. Dad never talked about her, and she was gone before I was old enough to have any memory of her. So all I had was the knife she left for me.
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[It sounds bad, but there are many days that go by that he doesn't think about it. But then again, he's been through an entire war and many years since the death of his mother. Those things dull and blunt his feelings about the loss of his mother.]
But you can make new memories with your mom, or at least, you will be able to when we get done with whatever it is we're doing here.
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[There's a little smile starting on Keith's face as he talks about his mom.]
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[He understands that to some degree, the motivation to leave to protect your child even when it conflicts with your desire to stay with your child. He'd been thinking a lot about that and he tries to focus on it whenever he gets too down on himself for dying.]
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[Keith says all these words like they make sense.] ...which is why I'm older than most of my team now. Those two years for me were a month or two for everyone else.
[Space is weird. News at eleven.]
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You know, a few months ago I probably would have thought you were crazy...but my time here has definitely opened me up to the wide range of possibilities and general strangeness out there.
[Pause and then he adds.] Of course, partly thanks to this place, Roy and Riza are older than me now that I think about it. So I kind of understand that on a personal level...though perhaps more so like your friends. [He thinks about that for a moment and decides to ask.] Is it...strange? Having had that time pass?
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[And then some. And Keith had thought that had happened in his world too, thought he'd learned to reconsider his definition of weird.]
A little strange, yeah. I didn't get much time to think about when I came back at first. A lot of things happened all at once. And then I wound up back here, but it definitely takes some getting used to.
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[Because if KEITH finds some of this stuff strange or at least changing the bar for it, then what else can be said.]
Just curious. Sometimes it's a little awkward talking to my own friends about certain things, but maybe I'm just not trying hard enough to get past it. It shouldn't be so difficult.