Teenagers Scare the Living Shit Out Of Me etc. etc.

[dyingtohealyou]

[Characters passing by the bulletin board may notice a new message tacked to it!]

Drinking party at the bar at 8pm. Under 21 only. Adults will be persecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Fun and games included, party hats optional. Don’t be late!

[Sure enough, there’s a gathering of teens (and maybe some not-so-teens?) to be found in the bar! While the posting mentions this is a teen only event, adults are in fact allowed as long as they are cool. OOCLY please be aware there are going to be teens drinking alcohol and possibly smoking! Also additionally, please let the teens/players have fun; again, adults are allowed but only if they’re cool enough to play along without snitching them out!

All party game top levels are going to be made under Ahito’s account but please assume ICly that Akira instigated/explained them! Once the game toplevels are up you can also post your own toplevels to mingle freely if you like IDK IT’S A PARTY HAVE FUN]

Comments

[erythropoiesis]

Aye, even down to both being from Sharlayan.

[Well, technically. Urianger is a native and G'raha certainly isn't, but the comment is more to just make it clear they have #history.

He wouldn't drag just anyone into his deceptive schemes, after all!!]

[leewards]

[He's about to say "torture", it's on the tip of his tongue. But he controls himself, this is not the venue for it. So he simply nods.]

I do hope that we shall one day be able to resolve my problem one day.

Have a good night, G'raha. I shouldn't take up all of your time.

[fullspbar]

That you're all insane.

[ But, that's the general consensus.

Maybe it's the booze, or something else, but he looks a little less tense than usual. ]

And that half these people either don't know how to read 'under 21', or they're delusional.

[lighthaus]

[ laughing. ]

Why's the twenty one matter anyway?

[fullspbar]

[ Huh. Hmmm. ]

Are you gonna tell me legal drinking ages don't exist in that tower or wherever it is you're from.

[lighthaus]

Not really. If you can get killed at a moment's notice, you should be able to drink, shouldn't you?

[ the tower does not believe in Murica logic. ]

[fullspbar]

[ ...You know what, why does he even bother asking. ]

Well, you can't drink legally under 21 where I'm from. [ Like sane people. ] 'S different in other countries, I guess, but not in Japan.

[shortleash]

( Though Mika believes Yuu capable of so many great things - on this, he concedes, nothing can be done; not even by Yuu, and all his blinding, beautiful hope. They're just kids. And if Yuu can do nothing, then - no one can. (In this heliocentric way, Mika fixes Yuu at the centre of the universe.) So their world, too, would decay.

He can only wish he could rescue Yuu from it. That - Yuu had been placed here, instead of him.

(... Perhaps...?)

But on this topic, Mika seems to not need to ponder. )

... Nothing. Humans can't look beyond themselves.

( They can't see the forest for the trees. A child who sees the beauty in love and nature grows up to see a man who sees love as a tool and the natural world as fuel.

If humans could change, Yuu could do it. Yuu could not do it. So it is not possible. )

They will undo themselves, eventually, and in every universe. In mind, that came already: their greed led them past every warning sign that told them to stop - and by their own hands they brought about the world's end.

Some few humans remain. ( Hence the urgency of the vampires to preserve what they could. ) But not for very long. The apocalypse and tangible extinction of their kind has not deterred them at all; it's only hastened them, made them selfish at a quicker pace. They steal and kill - they tear each other apart - experiment, and indulge their worse desires.

If their better halves can't touch them, and self preservation can't touch them, and death can't touch them, what else is left to move them?

( Nothing. And so they return to Mika's answer. )

[lighthaus]

Well I'm likely eighteen by now, so too bad.

[ takes another sip of his beer.




has he told his age to literally anyone else, help. ]

[fullspbar]

Not sure that's something to be bragging about...

[ The 'too bad' part, anyway.

....

Wait.

He blinks. ]

...The hell. You're younger than me?

[lighthaus]

How old are you? And how old did you think I was?

[fullspbar]

...18.

[ What if we were the same age.... ]

Older than me? 20 or something, at least.

[lighthaus]

[ laughing. ]

I get that a lot.

There's a small chance I'm still seventeen by the way, since the calendar here works different than what I'm used to. But I'll stick with eighteen now, just for you.

[foresightis2020]

[ Slides in a tag late, do not perceive.

Anyway, he will end up saying the following: ]

If there was an opportunity, I would be more than happy to show you.

[ He doesn't think it likely either, though. ]

tmw you thought you tagged but find out you imagined it

[troublereduction]

[ It's moments like these that Day is suddenly reminded of what he concluded during his first meeting with Robin: that Robin reminded him of something that would qualify as an enemy of fate.

That said, Day also understands having a sense of responsibility that means one couldn't simply abandon something, even if, perhaps, it might be better to do so. He still frowns at the idea that Robin (or Grima?) will either end an age or be ended himself. ]

...And that's how it has to be? [ Which he realises must sound hilarious from an agent of destiny, but. ]

[fellheart]

What else is there? Trying to pretend to be someone who I no longer am? Taking up the throne that in theory belongs to me, and ruling through the terror everyone has of me? Simply leaving? My absence has hardly done the world any favors either, because without a clear, final ending, my shadow remains.

[ even after a thousand years, people believed in his return whether in fear or in anticipation.

it's one thing if the world tears itself apart on its own. it's another if it does so because of him. ]

Put aside your sympathy. I have done and will do terrible things. Terrible things have been done in my name. I am the harbinger of a fate that has already come to pass, threatening the present of another time with the inevitability I represent.

Short of meting out everyone's endings, which I imagine you and most everyone else here would disapprove of, I am the one thing I can control in its entirety. [ a shrug, then. ] Don't think I haven't considered the circumstances. I can admit that perhaps I am the piece that needs to be removed from the board.

[revengier]

[ STARES!!!

That actually gets a small smile out of him. ]

Then let's look for an opportunity someday.

[ It's a nice thought to entertain, at the very least. ]

[troublereduction]

[ He knows that Robin has almost certainly thought through this, which is part of why it doesn't feel great to Day: the sense of inevitability about this, because there are only so many possible choices that align with whatever principles Robin has about the matter. He still finds himself wondering if there's a way to handle this situation that doesn't involve Robin's eventual demise. ]

...I know. But I ain't the kinda guy who can stop sympathizin' that easy once I start.

[ And he likes Robin well enough, is the thing. ]

[fellheart]

Hmm. I suppose that was my mistake, wasn't it? Indulged myself just a little bit too much in this game of pretend, and happened to fool others with it.

[ ah, what a pity. it isn't as if he were working to be liked. perhaps even in this, he is meant to usher in despair. despair, after all, is the reassurance of inevitability. if there is and was no other way, then there's no need to feel sorrow for what wasn't meant to be.

but that's not what someone who chose a name like joyous day would make of it, is it? cynicism or no cynicism. acceptance is resignation. ]

Perhaps I should call it here? End scene, curtain call. Shall I wear another skin for our remaining time here? It's not too late for me to remember my cruelty.

[troublereduction]

The hell are you talkin' about?

[ Sir? Just because he doesn't like the idea of the inevitability of your ending doesn't mean he is ready to submit to the despair. ]

It's a lil' too late if you ask me. And it ain't a mistake, even if it was "pretend".

[fellheart]

You weren't supposed to like me, much less sympathize. That's my miscalculation.

[ if he were someone else he'd apologize for it.

a sigh. ]

... Short of tampering with your memories, though, I suppose it is too late to do anything about it.

[troublereduction]

[ If Robin apologized, then Day would seriously wonder if someone had come and replaced him. ]

Can't say I'd like anyone messin' with my memories. [ Lol, lmao, ] So I guess you're stuck with me.

[fellheart]

[ a roll of the eyes. ]

I'd imagine not. And what a dubious honor it is, attaching yourself to someone like me.

Are we calling the game done, then, or do you still have a taste for it after this discussion?

[troublereduction]

[ All things considered, it could be a lot worse, which Day feels says a lot more about his world than it does Robin. ]

You ain't tryin' to sup on my soul, at least. [ The bar, ladies and gentleman. ] And more seriously, it ain't bad talkin' to you.

That depends. You still wanna play?

[ Day can take it or leave it, really. ]

[fellheart]

[ amicably, as he pours himself another glass of mana rock encrusted wine, since he's been neglecting it for a while now: ] How do you know I wouldn't have tried if we weren't all altered when we arrived here? Feeding off of the spirit is something I'm capable of, after all.

And on that note ... Fine, so we'll operate on the premise that you may for some reason like the me that you've seen here thus far, all the harsher edges sanded down under the banner of cooperation. Will you say the same, I wonder, when I have to remind everyone that I am specifically a god of destruction?

[ honestly, robin can take it or leave it too. he's not particularly fussed about the game at this point— refraining out of a fear of saying too much seems somewhat ridiculous. ]