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prismatica2020-01-30 11:42 pm
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Entry tags:
- bungo stray dogs: edgar allan poe,
- critical role: fjord,
- final fantasy xiv: alisaie leveilleur,
- final fantasy xiv: alphinaud leveilleur,
- final fantasy xiv: cehd'ra oen rowe,
- final fantasy xiv: emet selch,
- final fantasy xiv: perne archevauliere,
- final fantasy xiv: shar dotharl nite,
- final fantasy xiv: thancred waters,
- final fantasy xv: ardyn izunia,
- gundam wing: duo maxwell,
- heavenly official's blessing: xie lian,
- kingdom hearts: riku replica,
- magi: titus alexius,
- one piece: ace d. portgas,
- persona 3: minato arisato,
- warcraft: thereth
❧ Of Gods & Magic [video]
[ It takes a moment for Alphinaud to set up everything just right but once he does, the video feed goes live revealing the faces of elven twins solemnly gazing into the camera. Alphinaud Leveilleur towards the right dressed in blues and whites with his sister Alisaie, dressed in red and khaki, towards the left. They look identical in every way but there are subtle differences that only a keen eye would notice. Nevertheless, Alphinaud takes a moment to clear his throat before finally introducing himself. ]
Greetings & Salutations to All,
I am Alphinaud Leveilleur and this ---[ He gestures to the girl standing at his left. ]-- is my sister Alisaie.
[ Alisaie raises a hand in greeting. She seems to be regarding the device with some skepticism, and so she's a bit more subdued than normal. ]
Greetings to you all.
[ The boy doesn't feel the need to address that they're identical twins since he's certain the audience has eyes. However, if anyone makes any rude comments about their appearance, they'll be promptly blocked. Alphinaud doesn't have much patience for those who make fun of his allegedly girlish looks. ]
We hail from the realm of Hydaelyn, a wondrous world plagued by both strife and great unrest. We are members of a faction known as the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, peacekeepers if you will, who strive in earnest to bring an end to the bloodshed that plagues our world.
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Due to great circumstances, we've been summoned to Prismatica along with all of you, by unknown powers. It has come to my attention that this fantastical realm is chock full of wonders, many of which we Moonblessed fail to comprehend. With that said, I wish to hold a forum regarding these wonders in hopes that we can further understand more about this world.
[ Alisaie leans in a bit more, cutting off Alphinaud from view for the moment. ]
-- We're interested in talking about where the Moonblessings supposedly come from. These beast gods, Sanguis, Iris, and Cordis. It's not the first time we've heard of such things.
[ She glances knowingly over to her brother.]
Not the first time-- [He states looking somewhat remorseful now.] Nor will it be the last, I fear.
[ Alphinaud comes into view again looking rather grim now. This not a light topic meant for the faint of heart. ]
In the region of Eorzea and even beyond her, false deities called “primals” offer succor in the form of blind fanatical servitude promising the moon and stars to all who worship them. Their promises are nothing more than lies told to bewitch their followers into supplying them endless aether in the form of great sacrifice.
The payment---one’s own life.
[ His gaze narrows some as he ponders about the deities of this realm. The more he thinks about these foreign gods, the more they truly sound lime “primals” to him. ]
We know naught if this payment would be the same in regards to the deities here within Prismatica but servitude certainly seems to be one of them.
[ Alisaie speaks up now. ]
Think about it. We are 'blessed' by these gods and they ask that we generate energy in return. Sound similar? The energy itself is benign so far, but then they twist and change our bodies and call it a gift.
[ She shakes her head. ]
I realize the people of this star depend on Chroma, and that it changed their way of life. I also know this life is better for some of you. But we deserve to know why we have been brought here and changed, not just be given some blind venerated explanation.
[ Her voice gets more earnest as she speaks, ending with her slamming her fist down on the surface the video device is propped on. She has to right it after it tilts, and then stills, taking a deep breath. Alphinaud takes over. ]
This is all we ask.
[ He chimes in after a moment of thought. It seems there’s something else on his mind but the boy hesitates to state it. Instead, he directs this introduction to a swift end. ]
We ask to know and understand the meaning behind our arrival here so that in turn, we could perhaps undo what has been done.
[ Alphinaud takes a breath. This is quite the intro and it will surely gain them some scorn. Nevertheless, he’s content. ]
I open up the forum for others to speak.
Greetings & Salutations to All,
I am Alphinaud Leveilleur and this ---[ He gestures to the girl standing at his left. ]-- is my sister Alisaie.
[ Alisaie raises a hand in greeting. She seems to be regarding the device with some skepticism, and so she's a bit more subdued than normal. ]
Greetings to you all.
[ The boy doesn't feel the need to address that they're identical twins since he's certain the audience has eyes. However, if anyone makes any rude comments about their appearance, they'll be promptly blocked. Alphinaud doesn't have much patience for those who make fun of his allegedly girlish looks. ]
We hail from the realm of Hydaelyn, a wondrous world plagued by both strife and great unrest. We are members of a faction known as the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, peacekeepers if you will, who strive in earnest to bring an end to the bloodshed that plagues our world.
-----------
Due to great circumstances, we've been summoned to Prismatica along with all of you, by unknown powers. It has come to my attention that this fantastical realm is chock full of wonders, many of which we Moonblessed fail to comprehend. With that said, I wish to hold a forum regarding these wonders in hopes that we can further understand more about this world.
[ Alisaie leans in a bit more, cutting off Alphinaud from view for the moment. ]
-- We're interested in talking about where the Moonblessings supposedly come from. These beast gods, Sanguis, Iris, and Cordis. It's not the first time we've heard of such things.
[ She glances knowingly over to her brother.]
Not the first time-- [He states looking somewhat remorseful now.] Nor will it be the last, I fear.
[ Alphinaud comes into view again looking rather grim now. This not a light topic meant for the faint of heart. ]
In the region of Eorzea and even beyond her, false deities called “primals” offer succor in the form of blind fanatical servitude promising the moon and stars to all who worship them. Their promises are nothing more than lies told to bewitch their followers into supplying them endless aether in the form of great sacrifice.
The payment---one’s own life.
[ His gaze narrows some as he ponders about the deities of this realm. The more he thinks about these foreign gods, the more they truly sound lime “primals” to him. ]
We know naught if this payment would be the same in regards to the deities here within Prismatica but servitude certainly seems to be one of them.
[ Alisaie speaks up now. ]
Think about it. We are 'blessed' by these gods and they ask that we generate energy in return. Sound similar? The energy itself is benign so far, but then they twist and change our bodies and call it a gift.
[ She shakes her head. ]
I realize the people of this star depend on Chroma, and that it changed their way of life. I also know this life is better for some of you. But we deserve to know why we have been brought here and changed, not just be given some blind venerated explanation.
[ Her voice gets more earnest as she speaks, ending with her slamming her fist down on the surface the video device is propped on. She has to right it after it tilts, and then stills, taking a deep breath. Alphinaud takes over. ]
This is all we ask.
[ He chimes in after a moment of thought. It seems there’s something else on his mind but the boy hesitates to state it. Instead, he directs this introduction to a swift end. ]
We ask to know and understand the meaning behind our arrival here so that in turn, we could perhaps undo what has been done.
[ Alphinaud takes a breath. This is quite the intro and it will surely gain them some scorn. Nevertheless, he’s content. ]
I open up the forum for others to speak.
Re: [ action ]
The apology is all mine, Shar.
[He states with a hesitant smile as he struggles to keep his eyes on her face. The temptation to look down and assess just how short that sweater is there but Alphinaud is a gentleman. He knows better than to look down. Just like he knows better than to stare at her prominent chest but that's beside the point.]
What do I remember about you?
[Alphinaud pauses for a long moment as he ponders about this. Truth be told, he doesn't remember anything at all. Nothing. However, there's this strange sense of déjà vu that overcomes him whenever he looks at her. It's difficult for him to explain but Alphinaud means to try.]
In all honesty, I don't believe I remember anything about you.
[He admits with a hint of shame within his tone.]
Forgive me but it's true. Every time I look upon you, I feel as if I should know you and yet---
[He doesn't.]
[ action ]
[She finishes the sentence for him in a swift breath. Just a moment ago her eagerness and hope filled both her tone and heart only to slip from her grasp and shattered like glass. If Nhaama could hear her child now, she too would pity her child. Gods, a fate with death was better than being forgotten.
Her head hung forward as her smile weary.]
You have nothing to apologize for.
[Shar turned and walked away slowly. Her fingers began to feather over every furniture and trinket within her reach.]
If anything, I should be, again, for wasting your time.
no subject
[He inhales sharply before daring to take a step towards her.]
We're blameless in this, aren't we? [Alphinaud asks as he comes to stand before Shari.] Both helpless to understand what's happening here.
I may not remember you but I certainly won't forget you ever again.
[He smiles up at Shari as he reaches to take her hands.]
Please, just...talk me.
no subject
[Shar mutters under her breath, audible for Alphinaud. The whole ordeal feels frustrating and its evidence enough from Shar's expression. Xaela are known to pick fights more with their friends than their enemies simply by expressing. Right now Shar wants to punch Alphinaud to ease her anger, but Gods she can't. What Alphinaud is asking for is probably more than what he bargained. It's when Alphinaud reaches to take both her hands when the dam broke.
Shar takes a deep breath, dare not to turn away from him. Her fingers curl around his when holding her hand, afraid if she lets go, he will be gone.]
In Hydaelyn, you and I are friends. We traveled together, solving the mysteries of the primals and the world, making Erozea better, and picking fights with Ascians.
[Gods, Shar can't blame him if he thinks she's mad. As Shar recalls some memories, she can't help but smile and be at ease. Alphinaud had grown over time.]
Ishgard nearly froze my tail during our stay. [She chuckles lightly, shaking her head. Dusk Mother, help this child, she's beginning to feel mad herself.
And the tea kettle whistles.]