Catholic Creed

“I’ve seen a person named Alessio with the one who calls himself Arsene Lupin.” Sherlock said, and added baiting. “To tell the truth, he was a little odd.”

A little odd was a fantastic understatement of course, the kid routinely yeeted himself out windows to avoid social situations for as long as Nathair could remember. Quiet, sweet amiable h…[Read more]

I believe it should be noted that the situations in the mirror change from character to character. This trial in particular could center around the time a character betrayed someone or when they were betrayed (or a mix of both). If a character hasn’t really experienced any major betrayals in the past, they might see someone else’s memories or just…[Read more]

“I don’t have to call you Saeb Lyn. If they’re going to torment you, so.”

Even though they couldn’t see it, Hades closed his eyes with the satisfaction of someone not nicknaming him. “I would be most grateful.”

*Considering whether or not he should tell them his name. Might do it if someone asks*

“Come and sit in a circle. Everyone gets a pa…[Read more]

He called him ‘Angry-Punk’. The blind guy obviously remembered him. Best to establish a better reputation.

“Mere passing acquaintanceship,” Nathair assured, probing “He seemed to know an old friend of him, Alessio.”

Give a few minor hints, get Nathair to leak out some info. “I’ve seen a person named Alessio with the one who calls himself Arsene…[Read more]

The world shifted into a hall of black and white tiles from the floor to the ceiling, dizzying sameness that caused an optical illusion of drowning in infinite squares. Blind Guy was grumbling under his breath.

“WE FELL THROUGH ANOTHER HOLE IN REALITY!” Burn shrieked, furiously. Actually angry enough Nathair didn’t feel like annoying hi – he was…[Read more]

HII NEW HUMAN @diving-into-the-future!!!! Lemmie just catch up with everything!

So right now our characters’ve been separated into two groups:

Group 1: Burn and Search (@hannahrenner‘s) Caleb (@rusted-knight‘s) Miles (@ethan-leanard) Nathair (mine)

and

Group 2: Leana (@kimlikesart‘s) Con (@ethan-leanard), Arsene, Sherlock, Hades and Crorie…[Read more]

“Where are we going?” Search asked

“Whitehall.” Caleb said “There we can sit out the jetstream and catch the ship north. From there I go back home. You guys can follow but that is up to you.”

Very little of what he said made sense but hey sticking together sounded like a plan.

“And what in this clearly gods-forsaken land is a jetstream?” B…[Read more]

“Where are we going?” asks Search.

“Whitehall. There we can sit out the jetstream and catch a ship north. From there I go back home. You guys can follow but that is up to you.”

“And what in this clearly gods-forsaken land is a jetstream?”

Caleb looked at Burn hard for two reasons. First, having lived all his life on the floating islands…[Read more]

Yes…” Nathair said. “And we should probably leave this area soon before the authorities come.”

Caleb looked at the bar just in time to see a draker turn someone into a pancake against a wall.

“Actually, Snake-Punk has a good point. Let’s do that first.”

“Um, the bartender wants some compensation for the fight you started Nathair.”…[Read more]

Soo. ‘Search’ seemed upset with Blind Guy, Nathair didn’t exactly know why…

“Burn what did you do?” she accused

“I’m innocent.” He was freaking out like a little chastised puppy. “I am as innocent as…as a puppy.”

“Why are you like this?”

“No actually that wa-“ Nathair was going to defend Burn but Caleb was already pointing at him accusat…[Read more]

The moment Nathair said it they’re looks turn to utter disgust and horror.

“Best friend, name’s Sonja.” The new girl interjected fairly smoothly while Burn still looked rather like he was gasping for breath in indignation if he didn’t puke first. “But everyone calls me Search.”

Weird name but ok. After all, if they’re counting Nathair got the…[Read more]

@kimlikesart @hannahrenner @rustedknight @ethan-leonard @ragnarok (robots taking over the world is so accurate Alessio would say that without even knowing what robots were…)

It seemed like everyone had come around after all. First Caleb – looking quite anxious for no good reason – and Con – still far too visible in that shiny, conspicuous armor.

“Ah, good to see you,” Nathair announced “I knew you’d make it eventually.”

@rusted-knight @hannahrenner

@ethan-leonard HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Caleb shrugged when the Hussar continued to drink.

“Suit yourself.”

Slipping over to the general store, he went over his list. First he needed to find a way home. Simple enough. A tall woman was at the counter reading a catalog.

“Excuse me ma’am.”

She looked up at him.

“Could you tell me if any ships are heading to Koral?”

She smiled…[Read more]

“BURN?!” Squeaked a girl who both looked petite and capable of punching a draekon if it looked sideways at her.

“SEARCH?!” Blurted the Blind Guy. Oh…yes. Yes he wanted to see where this was going.

“What are you doing here?” Burn fumbled waving his arm and narrowly missing a glass. Nathair watched them with bated breath, now he had not one – but…[Read more]

“ARGH! You…” Burn spluttered. “Were you dropped on your head too many times falling through holes in reality? And maybe keep that part down. Otherwise people will think you’re crazy.”

Caleb quickly looked at his drink. He had stepped in it now. Burn took a sip.

“Hey Ax-Punk. Did we land in your reality this time?”

“Pardon?”

Caleb didn’t quit…[Read more]

“Revenge? Revenge on…”

A loud mechanical whine interrupted them.  Nathair moved away from the door without even looking up. Oh wonderful, some regulars apparently – since the bartender knew to set a dozen glasses. Loud laughs like a group already drunk, albeit by adrenaline and eleven men sauntered in.

Smells like opportunity if you as Nathair.…[Read more]

“If ya say so. I go by Burn.”

Burn took a sip of the whiskey.

“Hey, is anyone keeping tabs on Metal-Punk? He’s skulking in a corner like he thinks I can’t hear that non-stop clanking. If we’re gonna do revenge, I bet a hitter would be useful.”

“Revenge? Revenge on…”

The loud whine of aircraft engines filled the saloon of the trading p…[Read more]