TWO YEARS AGO, A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION GOING BY THE NAME TEAM IMUM WRECKED CHAOS ACROSS THE LAND, DAMAGING CITIES AND KILLING THOUSANDS OF CITIZENS. While Imum itself has long since been disbanded, however, the region remains broken: entire towns have been laid to waste and the Association struggles to find homes for those who were lucky enough to survive the attempted genocide. Reconstruction trudges on as usual... but with three factions - the Association, the corporations, and the people - each wishing to take the rebuilding of an entire region down opposite paths, how long will it be before Lyeant's last leg gives out permanently?
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Post by Laney Delano on Jan 20, 2017 23:31:40 GMT -6
This sounds exciting but it is really hard to follow what feels like multiple conversations/plot ideas in a lot of text. So while I'd love to contribute something because I'd like to be more involved with the Republic... ;w; I'm struggling sob. But I think I understand the region's background a bit better now because of Leap's post, because I was unsure about a lot of things before.
I particularly love what Ariel quoted from Leap:
"Republic is trying to pick a fight, but neither Parallax or the Association are mentally ready to accept."
My character is here for the fights because fights get stuff done.
Post by Laney Delano on Jan 17, 2017 18:23:06 GMT -6
[attr="class","myblyric"]Your body's built just like a weapon and you're using it
Strange how humans flirted for the favor of one another, wasn't it? Indeed, Lane recalled studies where people were more likely to fancy the color 'red' on lovers, but that didn't seem to apply to Santa suits. "Nerea. You're scaring the children." They stated, despite their own obvious displeasure with the chin scratching beard strapped to their face. Dealing with human children was a rare situation that Articuno tried to avoid whenever possible, but human toddlers? Other than the few times they rescued abandoned infants and toddlers in the mountains, their one on one interactions had been minimal. And the children were typically too cold and afraid to be particularly disobedient.
Now, though? Nothing could prepare Articuno for this hell.
One child was wailing as their persistent parent tried to get their child to pose with Nerea, and another toddler kept jabbing their fingers up Lane's nose whenever Lane tried asking them what they wanted for Christmas.
"Ok, I'm done here with this one." Lane announced, gently sliding the small toddler off their lap after bribing them with a teddy bear to behave.
Honestly, after being told about their first official mission for the Crown, Lane had expected something much more elegant. Respectable. Maybe even adventurous and daring? Not capitalism. "Hohoho..." With a dry and worn rasp, they greeted the next child in line.
[attr="class","mybnotes"]NEREA BARRON Past Christmas, before the Coronation officially happened.
Post by Laney Delano on Jan 17, 2017 17:09:18 GMT -6
[attr="class","myblyric"]Your body's built just like a weapon and you're using it
The friendly Knight escorted them to one of the completed tents in the colony. Gesturing for Lane to wait, the Knight went ahead to announce them. Hopefully their timing wasn't terrible, since they weren't all that certain on how they were supposed to kill time while the leader was doing who knows what. Luckily for them, the Knight reemerged from the tent and gave them the affirmative to walk inside.
"Thank you." Nodding their gratefulness for the Knight's help, they ducked underneath the tent's flap to be graced with chilled air. A portable A/C, perhaps? What a saving grace.
The interior of the tent wasn't anything like Articuno expected it to be; it was luxurious, comfortable, and well-furnished. And then the most luxurious of them all turned to face them, and the immediate stare whipped all of Lane's muscles straight and stiff. Articuno couldn't make sense of it, but something about that initial aura made them feel like an adolescent caught in the act. Lane knew this person well, and come to think of it, Articuno remembered that face as well.
Uncomfortable silence spread like a wet blanket between the two, neither knowing what to say. That once striking tension turned to shock and apprehension, and finally grasping acceptance as a nostalgic nickname chimed through. 'Glasses'? Articuno wasn't wearing them now. They hadn't needed to, since Lane's prescription was incompatible with Articuno's current vision.
But the nickname remained familiar, recalling the word getting shouted multiple times during their first encounter with Lane and Olivia back in Kanto. Lane's emotions started to stir, as if they were roused from a great slumber. 'Good. I'll need you alive and awake if I'm to understand...any of this.' Articuno thought, taking a deep breath before they decided to keep up the act. "I'm back, Captain." 'Captain' felt natural to say. As if Olivia led not just their group, but some type of ship? Maybe, but Articuno remained perplexed and uncertain about the specifics.
Mentally, they kicked themselves to think of something to say. Anything would suffice to break the ice. "I...I see you've been doing well. I'm glad. And I just couldn't pass up stopping by after seeing this." They gestured towards the recruitment flyer in their hand, and waited to assess Olivia's reaction.
Post by Laney Delano on Jan 16, 2017 0:01:05 GMT -6
[attr="class","myblyric"]Your body's built just like a weapon and you're using it
Quiet, now. Lest they disturb the slumbering ponds of the Firefly springs. People say a footstep beneath these tranquil trees is enough to make the nearby springs ripple with excitement. Upon first entering the unfamiliar territory, the silence was intense. If it weren't for the gentle glow of the Volbeat and Illumise that hugged the mangled trees, Lane would've called this a plant-exclusive haven. Equating the rare bout of silent peace with passive aggressive tension, they hardly felt welcome, and after traversing all day on foot, the humidity was pushing them towards their boiling point.
The crinkle of paper rattled the silence away as Lane ducked underneath a mangled tree, gulping down their nerves as they recalled the reason why they were here. Even now, they had trouble breathing as they stared at the cursive name on the paper; "Olivia Mahgaden", founder of The Crown. The details of the recruitment paper merely aroused curiosity, but the person's name was enough to drive their vassal straight into unfamiliar territory. It was an all around mystery for Articuno, who kept ducking beneath the trees until the sounds of construction led them to a vast clearing.
It had been at least two years since Articuno adapted into "Lane", promising them their survival in return for their physical form. Since then, Lane's soul remained weak and unresponsive. Memories were vague and hard to read, and hiding in Lyeant was safer than getting kicked and outed by Lane's friends and family.
But now! Oh, now things were different. Lane was responding to something, and that meant that Articuno hadn't broke their promise to Lane. Articuno liked to think of themselves as a bird of their word, and they were benevolent by nature. Tentatively, they brushed back their bedraggled hair and waved over to the nearest knight. "Pardon me, but I need directions regarding this recruitment poster?" They asked, trying to maintain a friendly composure even if they looked like a mess and ugh what they'd do for a bird bath right now.
