Rusted Knight

@this-is-not-an-alien, @ethan-leonard, @rusted-knight, @ragnarok, @kimlikesart

BURN

WHAT IS THIS SCALY THING THAT BROKE ME?!

Okay. It broke the prison too. And that’s a good thing but still.

What. Is. It?

Eventually, I stop rolling – Rolling. Through. Glass. Punk. It. Sucks. – and came to a stop.

Problems remaining: still don’t know wh…[Read more]

BURN

Okay.

So.

I can scream for help.

I can break the glass. (haha, yeah. Sure. Just magic up some super-strength like Drake. Right.)

Or … will the switch flip again?

Nope. It’s stuck. Perfect.

Anyway that alarm is off.

I’m just gonna … keep ignoring the glowing hearts on my arm. Why not?

I mean, ya’know punk. Why wouldn’t…[Read more]

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[@this-is-not-an-alien – The entire character castle is going to regret your choice.]

[You do nothing, save crossing your arms and smirking at the blinking, glowing buttons. For you are stubborn.]

[Stubborn as the foundations of this castle.]

[Stubborn as a m…[Read more]

BURN

“Details. Now.”

The world warped into gray-gold sensations.

Sticky like honey.

Chalky like ash.

Warm like both.

Round and frail.

I feel my blindfold – it’s replaced the bandages. Finally. And the infection is gone.

“Hey.” Grimme calls – her voice is close and how did I not know she was coming? “Does that feel better?”

“Yep.…[Read more]

Nathair (contin.):

With age comes understanding. Or maybe just deceitfulness.

Day in and day out, Yasha come in. And for some reason Nathair went along with it – even enjoyed it. He just talked, told Nathair what he should be doing and that was annoying but…at least someone was talking to him instead of at him. It was endless babbling hon…[Read more]

“Shake enough flour into your bowl, to where it’s about three inches deep.” Leana said, fixedly glaring into her bowl.  Alessio wasn’t sure what three inches was exactly but at this point he was too scared to ask so he peeked over her work and just imitated as best he could.

She’s irritated with them.

Which wasn’t the end of the world, he tr…[Read more]

“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]

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SEARCH

“How could I have anticipated that would happen!?!” Nathair says from the ground.

I lunge at Burn, knocking us both to the ground. “Stop! Punching! People! Without! Warning!”

He’s still howling curses though. Well. At least he recognizes me. Otherwise, things would have gone from…[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]

BURN

Who sprung a leak to the Endless Abyss?!

“We’re gonna die Search! We’re gonna die!”

Search just clucked my hand tighter. “Not yet we aren’t!”

“And I still haven’t figured out what a dragon is!”

“We’ll be fine!”

“I don’t want to die without knowing what a dragon is!”

“I don’t either!”

“In here!”

It’s so loud from the flood I d…[Read more]

Search grinned evilly at the quip/question, while Burn shoved some writhing, squirming creature back into her pack.

“When the exes are fighting the kids get to play.” She laughed.

That’s nice to know, he was hoping for more context, he really was…

“Uh. Is that thunder?” Burn interjected, and Nathair glanced up. Then at Burn, oh yes he was blin…[Read more]

“That’s incredibly treacherous how could you do such a thing.”

Snake-Punk adds almost amiably. But also, with a suspicious hint of confusion.

(despite the fact that he didn’t really know what a lizard was.)

“So.” Oh boy, here it comes. “How’d you get permanent blood stains in your hair?”

Not what I thought was coming.

But I grin anyway -whi…[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]

SEARCH

Pardon me for sounding like Burn here, but punk literally not a single word of that made sense!

Okay. Deep breaths Search. Piece together what you can.

Whitehall – a location.

Jetstream – um.

Ship – drawing a blank… oh, probably transportation? Put a pin in that.

Job and money – that can’t be too different?

Tickets – okay, for tra…[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]

BURN

“There was but…” Ax-Punk says.

He doesn’t finish.

Instead he sighs, wanders back inside the Ma’n’Pa store.

Hm. To spy or not to spy.

“Hey punks.” I said, politely. “We’re leaving Ax-Punk behind.”

There. Now I’m not spying. I’m waiting impatiently for him.

“Excuse me ma’am. Could you tell us where the port is?”

See, here’s the weird th…[Read more]