

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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...I can help. I can bring them, too.
[ and maybe. that will entitle them to MORE APPLES. ]
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[As if to demonstrate that she’s got it handled she hefts the basket up and down a few times. Admittedly she doesn’t seem to be straining at all, even though the basket must weigh more than Frisk does.]
Are you sure you don’t want one?
[In order to offer as steps a bit farther in, leaning down to put the basket in better reach, finally revealing why she’s so tall in a soft clop of hooves attached to dark brown legs attached to an equine lower half.]
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...it's someone who gets to be both! what the heck? ]
How come you get to be both?
[ they can't help it. this question is as important as grabbing this apple. instead of taking a bite though, frisk logs the apple into their inventory. it seemingly disappears into the ether. they'll ask nier to slice it for them later, they think. for now... they really can't help but stare.
it would be so nice to be a monster and a human. ]
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[Never having really thought of herself as "half horse and half human" so much as "all jinba", Konoha is still confused by the idea of people being unfamiliar with her kind, let alone... was that jealousy, or?
More importantly.
Did the apple just... Disappear... ???]
I mean... Where- Where did the apple go?!
[Did they have a weird power, too, or was she going crazy?]
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[ obviously they should answer questions people pose to them. or at least try to. frisk does it so nonchalantly that one would think that waking up with cool new powers is just what they do! (it is what they do.) ]
You're like that but like that too... Monster and human. How?
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Torn between the two, confusion over this strange power and the desire to answer questions posed to her in turn, Konoha's hooves shuffle a bit anxiously on the stone floors, looking around for the apple.
Well, it was really gone, but nothing bad was happening, and she really needs to correct that bad impression this child has, so-]
I'm not a monster at all, alright? I'm a jinba. We all just look like this.
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Monsters are my friends.
[ even if she's a nice person, frisk wants to make it clear they like monsters. maybe she just needs to know that...? to them, monsters are very cool. ] I would be friends with jinba too.
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Sure, we can be friends.
[To demonstrate, she sets down her basket and leans down to offer her hand with a smile. People here seemed to like handshakes, so she’s learned how.]
Just call me a Jinba, okay? “Monster” isn’t a very nice word where I’m from.
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they think about what to say for a moment. they don't want to tell the nice lady with the apples about that, because they don't want to be mean. but they also want to show her that even if someone is mean about your kind, then they know that doesn't mean you yourself are mean. well... ]
Monsters just want to see the stars. [ they hope in some way that communicates what they mean; that monster might seem like a bad word, but to them, they're just as good as humans. (depending on the narrator, perhaps even better than humans.) ] Do they call you monster sometimes? [ whoever "they" are.
frisk pauses. ] It's okay.
[ if she doesn't want to answer. or refuses to. whichever way is fine, they think. ]
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The confusion is clear on Konoha's face as she tries to puzzle out what such a poetic sounding phrase means, but. Maybe it's something just in this child's world? And before she can ask, Frisk asks, and that...]
Ah... Some people, yeah. But don't worry, I don't listen to them.
[Until a generation past, her people had been treated as no better than beasts, been ridden, been made into pack mules... But she's lucky. She can smile, wriggle her hand again in offer to shake.]