Comments | timecircuits_rp: Let's do the time warp [OPEN]

divine_storm in timecircuits_rp

Let's do the time warp [OPEN]

Mar 13, 2009 18:52

Characters: Prier and anyone in the game
Time period: Prehistoric
Location: Laruba Ruins
Time of day: Midday
Content: Prier and everyone else finally arrive after a bumpy timetravel ride.
Warnings: First post! Apart from that, none yet.

( It's just a jump to the left. )

gwendolyn, prier, falsetto, cyrus

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willowstrike March 13 2009, 23:53:38 UTC

Falsetto was groggy. Groggier than normal after a night of celebration, though it had been a while since she'd had reason to celebrate quite like that. Everything around her was in a strange sort of haze, and her head hurt a little.

"I really let myself go," she muttered to no one. But even then, the colors she could distinguish through the haze didn't match those in Andante. Slowly coming back to reality, she found herself wandering a little. The world came back into focus pretty quickly when the cry of a strange... something pierced her ears and snapped her to attention. Her blood ran cold for a moment before pumping hot again; that feeling never changed even if her environment did ( ... )

divine_storm March 14 2009, 00:36:44 UTC

Prier had hoped that the figure running in the distance would have been her brother, but of course, things could never be that easy, right? Well, at least someone could tell her just where she was.

... or not.

"How the hell should I know?" she snapped back, annoyed. Who the hell did she think she was anyway, staring at her like that? "Sister Prier, from the Church of the Holy Maiden," she finally answered, though judging by her attitude, that seemed really hard to believe at the moment. "Who're you?"

will_be_god March 14 2009, 01:21:17 UTC

((An hour or so after this))

There were voices nearby. Human voices, or rather something that spoke a language he could understand. Either he'd been flung across space to elsewhere in the world, or his new world had been filled by some aspect of his subconcious.

Whatever it was, Cyrus decided to take his chances. He had to assume that he had not yet succeeded, so even the potential risk wasn't enough in his mind to override the pursuit of his overall goal.

Slowly, shivering, he followed the sound of the voices to two people in a clearing. Two young women...teenagers tended to be much more receptive when it came to his ideals, so he nodded to himself. This could prove fruitful.

"This place," he said as he approached, "is very beautiful. Where are we?"

willowstrike March 14 2009, 01:30:18 UTC

"My name's Falsetto," she offered, polite and yet terse. She knew enough not to give out too much information until she had some more of her own. "The Church of the Holy Maiden..."

But before she could ask a follow-up to that, she heard a gentleman approaching, speaking to them. Whoever it was joining them now would probably be disappointed to find that Falsetto was no teenager and likely wasn't interested in his ideals.

Still, he had a point. Falsetto took her eyes off her newfound company and instead focused on their surroundings for a moment. Now that she wasn't dizzy and disoriented (or not the first one, at least), she could really appreciate the way everything looked. This was a world, or at least an area, untouched, unscarred by humans, those masters of destruction.

"I don't know where we are," she admitted freely, turning her attention to the gentleman again. "Who are you, anyway?"

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