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Crown of Dreams | Role play

"Not exactly. Imagine you've been through so much: lost friends, lost purpose. Longevity itself can sometimes breed apathy, extinguishing the spark that once drove us. Over time, it forces us to change, to act unpredictably, to seek randomness. In that pursuit, we end up clinging to anything; small distractions, fleeting pleasures, messing with people, etc, that might make the day feel a little less monotonous, a little less burdensome."
"So, she's philosophical... Geez..." Yushina rolled her eyes. "Melodramatic...."
 
(Noted)
Jack attempts to silently leave this desolate mental world not currently want to test fighting even an imaginary version of a being able to hold its own against one of the creators of Jack's own reality hoping that destroying the only other living being inside this imaginary world would satisfy it until Jack started working on group stuff tomorrow. Jack reopens his connections to the world and tries to go to sleep with an old bedtime story his family told him. The story of Stingy Jack.
 
(no much, either way, my character will go for yours)
Rex walk through the Darkness of the night, the only light is the moon, his boots hit the wet land until he feel him, the presence of both, Takea and Zeb
"Got it all out your system yet?" Taeka asked, a smirk on her face despite the slowly healing burns and bruises. Her fists tightened as she anticipated more conflict.

"Not as long as you keep running your mouth..." The Weatherwraith responded, having his fair share of bruises and cuts. However, none of the cuts were deep or wide enough to have been from the Gallen's blade.

Zebedee tilted his head, noticing the darkness. Something was clearly wrong. It was a feeling in his soul. His assistance was needed. Even in spite of his emotions, he couldn't ignore it. Taeka looked toward Zeb, and noticed the change in his demeanor. It seemed their scuffle was less of catharsis for the former hero for hire, and more of a distraction until he could see he was needed.

Taeka stretches as she walks beside the Weatherwraith.

"What's the play, hero?"
 
"Sheesh.... sounds like a bum to me..." Yushina shrugged
"For me... it sounds very sad" Tiamat said, before look at the ceiling


(Noted)
Jack attempts to silently leave this desolate mental world not currently want to test fighting even an imaginary version of a being able to hold its own against one of the creators of Jack's own reality hoping that destroying the only other living being inside this imaginary world would satisfy it until Jack started working on group stuff tomorrow. Jack reopens his connections to the world and tries to go to sleep with an old bedtime story his family told him. The story of Stingy Jack.
Fortunately, the mental landscape changes; now the place becomes more familiar and less dangerous as his imagination began the story in his dreams, which maybe is or maybe not is the reason why he is called jack

"Got it all out your system yet?" Taeka asked, a smirk on her face despite the slowly healing burns and bruises. Her fists tightened as she anticipated more conflict.

"Not as long as you keep running your mouth..." The Weatherwraith responded, having his fair share of bruises and cuts. However, none of the cuts were deep or wide enough to have been from the Gallen's blade.

Zebedee tilted his head, noticing the darkness. Something was clearly wrong. It was a feeling in his soul. His assistance was needed. Even in spite of his emotions, he couldn't ignore it. Taeka looked toward Zeb, and noticed the change in his demeanor. It seemed their scuffle was less of catharsis for the former hero for hire, and more of a distraction until he could see he was needed.

Taeka stretches as she walks beside the Weatherwraith.

"What's the play, hero?"
"Tomorrow we'll work on how we act as a group, i guess you dont have a problem with that" he told them when they both noticed Rex and started following him.
 
Fortunately, the mental landscape changes; now the place becomes more familiar and less dangerous as his imagination began the story in his dreams, which maybe is or maybe not is the reason why he is called jack
(I was basically confirming that, the Dullahan and Stingy Jack are two figures closely connected to the headless horseman, the Dullahan being one example of the original mythology archetype and Stingy Jack under his other name Jack of the Lantern whose lanterns have long been connected to the figure in modern culture due to The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. The stories of the horseman and Jack were the inspirations of the identity he made for himself after dying. Also why he had the turnip.)
 
(I was basically confirming that, the Dullahan and Stingy Jack are two figures closely connected to the headless horseman, the Dullahan being one example of the original mythology archetype and Stingy Jack under his other name Jack of the Lantern whose lanterns have long been connected to the figure in modern culture due to The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. The stories of the horseman and Jack were the inspirations of the identity he made for himself after dying. Also why he had the turnip.)
(cool, want me put more souce or you plan do it or want skip to next day?)
"Yeah... Yeah... So what do you want me to do? Find her..?" she asked.
"Is late.. besides I don´t think you could find her as she move, so i could sent you to a impossible mission, so until i confirmed where she is, is better dont think about that"
 
(cool, want me put more souce or you plan do it or want skip to next day?)
(Timeskip I just figured since we are going to be working on becoming a better team I should make sure you all know out of game Jack is not his original name. Given the whole insanity thing he started with I think it is reasonable someone could suspect it. Whether they feel the need to bring it up don't know don't care all to much.)
 
"Is late.. besides I don´t think you could find her as she move, so i could sent you to a impossible mission, so until i confirmed where she is, is better dont think about that"
"Aight... Imma go sleep. Cya, Tia." She offered a fist bump before going to bed.
 
"Tomorrow we'll work on how we act as a group, i guess you dont have a problem with that" he told them when they both noticed Rex and started following him.
"I have a few notes for everyone, if you don't mind," Zebedee said in response. Truthfully, he didn't care how Rex would respond, and intended on saying what he had in his mind regardless.

Taeka crossed her arms, exhaling as her burns and bruises began to disappear.

"Ahhh, acting as a group..." She said, "We've been having a problem with this? I thought we've been making good progress so far..."
 
"I have a few notes for everyone, if you don't mind," Zebedee said in response. Truthfully, he didn't care how Rex would respond, and intended on saying what he had in his mind regardless.

Taeka crossed her arms, exhaling as her burns and bruises began to disappear.

"Ahhh, acting as a group..." She said, "We've been having a problem with this? I thought we've been making good progress so far..."
“We were doing it more or less, Taeka.. but I feel we could do it better. Especially since we often go into battle without a real team plan. We improvise too much, and it shows. I guess we could start using notes, Zeb, yes, perphas see how much we can mix our abilities in combat”
"Thank goodness..." Konoe let out a sigh of relief. "Yeah, you can go do those, I guess.... Yeah...."
As the unalive and the multi-alive moved quietly toward the kitchen, faint voices drifted through the dimly lit corridor

“I don’t know, Pacheco… this feels dangerous,” a masculine voice said

Pacheco answered with a calm, almost amused “Tonterías. They look like a perfectly normal group of people. And besides, think back to our past; we did far crazier things without hesitation. Compared to us, they’re hardly dangerous. Life has been better since we chose to keep a low profile and lend a hand here. Even so...” his voice softened with nostalgia “I do miss the adventures we once had, old friend.”
 
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As the unalive and the multi-alive moved quietly toward the kitchen, faint voices drifted through the dimly lit corridor

“I don’t know, Pacheco… this feels dangerous,” a masculine voice said

Pacheco answered with a calm, almost amused “Tonterías. They look like a perfectly normal group of people. And besides, think back to our past; we did far crazier things without hesitation. Compared to us, they’re hardly dangerous. Life has been better since we chose to keep a low profile and lend a hand here. Even so...” his voice softened with nostalgia “I do miss the adventures we once had, old friend.”
Konoe raised her eyebrow, glancing over to this mysterious figure.

"???"
 
Konoe raised her eyebrow, glancing over to this mysterious figure.

"???"
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What she saw was not a human figure nor anything she had ever encountered before. She knew of magic, of the ancient techniques that gifted life to crafted beings, the art of shaping golems from clay, stone, or iron but this.. this presence.. was different. The snow golem before her did not feel like a mere construct. She could not explain why, but something within him radiated a strange authenticity, as though he possessed a true soul, not one bestowed by magic, but one born naturally, as if he had always existed.

“Ah, hello. You must be one of the people Pacheco mentioned, right?” the snow golem said, his voice carrying an unexpected warmth.

“Oh, what’s the matter, Konoe?” Pacheco turned toward her
 
“We were doing it more or less, Taeka.. but I feel we could do it better. Especially since we often go into battle without a real team plan. We improvise too much, and it shows. I guess we could start using notes, Zeb, yes, perhaps see how much we can mix our abilities in combat”
"So... what? We just have a meeting around a fire or at a table and start throwing out possible combinations for opponents... Even though we have no idea who we may fight next?" Taeka asked, her bruises and burns now almost completely healed.

Meanwhile, Zebedee remained silent for the time being.
 
"So... what? We just have a meeting around a fire or at a table and start throwing out possible combinations for opponents... Even though we have no idea who we may fight next?" Taeka asked, her bruises and burns now almost completely healed.

Meanwhile, Zebedee remained silent for the time being.
“No, far from truth. It isn’t just about tossing names into the fire; it’s about completion. Could you truly throw combinations into a fight without training beforehand, without shaping your body and mind to meet them? Strategy without preparation is only half a blade. What we do here is not guessing; it’s to built possibilities, we dont know if our abilities can or cannot mix, so when the unknown arrives, we are not strangers to it.”
 
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What she saw was not a human figure nor anything she had ever encountered before. She knew of magic, of the ancient techniques that gifted life to crafted beings, the art of shaping golems from clay, stone, or iron but this.. this presence.. was different. The snow golem before her did not feel like a mere construct. She could not explain why, but something within him radiated a strange authenticity, as though he possessed a true soul, not one bestowed by magic, but one born naturally, as if he had always existed.

“Ah, hello. You must be one of the people Pacheco mentioned, right?” the snow golem said, his voice carrying an unexpected warmth.

“Oh, what’s the matter, Konoe?” Pacheco turned toward her
"Pache-...who?" Konoe raised her eyebrow again.
 
“No, far from truth. It isn’t just about tossing names into the fire; it’s about completion. Could you truly throw combinations into a fight without training beforehand, without shaping your body and mind to meet them? Strategy without preparation is only half a blade. What we do here is not guessing; it’s to built possibilities, we dont know if our abilities can or cannot mix, so when the unknown arrives, we are not strangers to it.”
"About that..." Zeb interjected, "I'm not working with anyone that's not putting innocent lives first. I don't care how well you or anyone else thinks we synergize. When I work... worked with a partner, we were on the same page about what we were trying to accomplish."

The Weatherwraith crossed his arms defiantly.

"That's final."

Taeka raised a brow.

"He's gotta be talking about me, isn't he?"
 
"Pache-...who?" Konoe raised her eyebrow again.
"Oh, him? he is just Yeti, an old friend" he said

"Hello, lived here since pacheco blow up my house and i got tired of rebuilt it"
"About that..." Zeb interjected, "I'm not working with anyone that's not putting innocent lives first. I don't care how well you or anyone else thinks we synergize. When I work... worked with a partner, we were on the same page about what we were trying to accomplish."

The Weatherwraith crossed his arms defiantly.

"That's final."

Taeka raised a brow.

"He's gotta be talking about me, isn't he?"
"Sure, work for me, the less distraction on the battlefield the better, we got into prision becuase we put civilians and Yoshioka kill a few of innocent people, so I dont want to go through it again"
 
(Jack, who only agreed not to multiple the entire population of mistwraiths or give a town an unknown contagious virus because he was outvoted, sleeping through this)
 
"Oh, him? he is just Yeti, an old friend" he said

"Hello, lived here since pacheco blow up my house and i got tired of rebuilt it"
"I see..." Konoe scratched her head. "Guess we oughta know each other more if we're gonna be staying here..."
"Sure, work for me, the less distraction on the battlefield the better, we got into prision becuase we put civilians and Yoshioka kill a few of innocent people, so I dont want to go through it again"
("A few innocent people", yeah bro, she was killing millions back in the day 😭 😭 😭)
 
"I see..." Konoe scratched her head. "Guess we oughta know each other more if we're gonna be staying here..."
"Oh, well i guess that is cool" Yeti said
"So what bring you here, Konoe?" Pacheco asked, give he said they could find him here in case they want to talk something with him
("A few innocent people", yeah bro, she was killing millions back in the day 😭 😭 😭)
(I aware, Rex is trying to minimized to avoid Zeb goes bad again, the moon still broken becuase this)
 
Those outside hear footsteps as Aonbharr approaches in the dark. He turns his head to the side to get a better look at the group as he walks up gently nodding before stopping near Rex.
 
"Wait, I never told you guys my name..."
She slowly backed away.
He look a Yeti for a moment, later he look at xor

"Well don’t you remember? you was there too" he finally tell to konoe
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"I am Konoe Veyzara Nocthyss Velmora-Eimu...." she tucked the catnip into her robes and approached the counter, handing him a bag of jewelry and coins as payment.
"Poor girl, likely is the secundary effect of true magick" Yeti nodded now believing that Konoe has Alzheimer's
Those outside hear footsteps as Aonbharr approaches in the dark. He turns his head to the side to get a better look at the group as he walks up gently nodding before stopping near Rex.
"Hey, what about you, big guy?'' He smiled slightly

"Likely we did some sound and he wake up"
 
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He look a Yeti for a moment, later he look at xor

"Well don’t you remember? you was there too" he finally tell to konoe
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"Poor girl, likely is the secundary effect of true magick" Yeti nodded now believing that Konoe has Alzheimer's
"Say what nyow?"

Xordenia was confused on this topic, bot understanding what it was all about
 
He look a Yeti for a moment, later he look at xor

"Well don’t you remember? you was there too" he finally tell to konoe
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"Poor girl, likely is the secundary effect of true magick" Yeti nodded now believing that Konoe has Alzheimer's

"Hey, what about you, big guy?'' He smiled slightly

"Likely we did some sound and he wake up"
"Ohhhh, yeah, I...."

Konoe scratched her head.

"Things kinda go by my head... Ehehe... I'm sorry...."
 
"Say what nyow?"

Xordenia was confused on this topic, bot understanding what it was all about
"Ohhhh, yeah, I...."

Konoe scratched her head.

"Things kinda go by my head... Ehehe... I'm sorry...."
"Is okey, happen to anyone, I once forgot the birthday of him a hundreds of time" Pacheco said

"but what you need Young one?" yeti asked curious
 
"I just wanyanya go to sleep, so if you dont mewnd mew..."

She yawns and turns around, stretching her upper limbs before curling herself into a sleeping position
 
Hey, what about you, big guy?'' He smiled slightly

"Likely we did some sound and he wake up"
Aonbharr shakes his head, he didn't try going to sleep yet the brief cut off from Jack made him a bit nervous but he figures it's something to save for tomorrow as everything seems fine now. After that he overheard the conversation and decided to help support you, Rex, of course he has no easy way to explain the finer details to either present so he tries to move his right forehoof to draw the letters H-E-L-P in the air before gesturing to Rex with his head and then gesturing with his head to Mr. Galewind.
 
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Aonbharr shakes his head, he didn't try going to sleep yet the brief cut off from Jack made him a bit nervous but he figures it's something to save for tomorrow as everything seems fine now. After that he overheard the conversation and decided to help support you, Rex, of course he has no easy way to explain the finer details to either present so he tries to move his right forehoof to draw the letters H-E-L-P in the air before gesturing to Rex with his head and then gesturing with his head to Mr. Galewind.
"Oh, i think i understand, you want help with whatever is happening?"
 
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