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Ygin
| Ygin The Unknown, Madness, Fear, Night | ❧ Played by Nishi | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Appearance: It is impossible to get a clear picture of Ygin all at once. It has feminine hands, but a clenched, lantern jaw. You might see the line of a cloak, hunched and stooped, but you might also see flowing, black hair. It has a long, lizagon-like tail, and the presence of it is most often the only consistent sign it is openly in the area. The voice is a low, genderless whisper, directly in the person’s right or left ear, inaudible to anyone else. You might sometimes hear feathers, or the rasp of scales, gurgles or scrapes. The smell is dry and papery, or wet and fetid. Whenever Ygin is around, people will feel a tight feeling between their shoulder blades, as if something is watching them. Characteristics: Childlike, insatiably curious, sadistic, inquisitive, ponderous, demanding, fickle, irrational and sometimes outright gibberingly insane. Likes: Courage, terror, chimeras, were creatures, shape shifters who lose control by nature, self-awareness, emotional vulnerability, hallucination-prone people, scrying or dreaming powers, phobias, playing mind games Dislikes: Bravado, rhetoric, scholarly learning, order, science, machinery, unflappable people, people without curiosity, obtuse people, bright lights, restrictions. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Shrine: The shrine presents itself as a dark opening in the wall. It’s large enough to walk into, but you cannot see, hear or sense anything inside. Ritual: Getting its attention can be as simple as putting a hand in the opening, but walking entirely in is guaranteed to get an answer and quite a bit more favor. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| ❧ Will Take | ❧ Will Give | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Nightmares Fear Insomnia Confessions of dangerous/shameful secrets Maps of uncleared areas Accounts of previously unknown animals (it doesn't have to be real as long as the character is convinced it is) Spider silk Porcumonkey quills Alcohol Spirit draining powder Furbies (successfully caged) Pieces of your sanity (temporarily or permanently) A single sense (temporarily or permanently) Destruction of lights in the dorm areas |
Restoration of a single sense Mirrors Hand lanterns Incense Scented candles Candy (Hallucinogens) Curse removal or status effect removal Obscuring cloaks, cowls or form/gender/identity hiding clothes Soft-soled shoes Mental healing I - Can give two talismans, one will restore sanity: soothe, comfort and calm. The other will sap sanity from someone else in any way the player chooses. The second talisman can be shared between multiple people in order to keep the cost low. Mental healing II - Can devour your insanity. It's delicious. Information on flora and fauna in explored areas Understanding of the world (Hallucinations) | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Stage 2 Stage 3 Expectations and Powers of the Were | |||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
What?
[Oh for fucks sake, damn you Jane Shepard and your hero-ness!]
No, we both will. If it will help get Leo back.
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
good
... don't run.
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
And everything is still, silent. The dripping stops, the shloshing, the slurping of something in the viscous floor. The very air seems to thicken in anticipation... and the ground beneath you rolls gently as some great thing inhales.
You drop. Plunging into something like water, it swirls around you, uncomfortably warm, and your outstretched fingers brush against strands of mucous within here and there.
It waits. Until your lungs burn. Until your panicked struggles in the water drift into small flails. Until your consciousness wans just enough for your body to heave and let out what air you had...
and it rushes in, past lips and washing over teeth, it glides past the tongue tastelessly...
It pushes up your nose and fills your ears, it fills your stomach, and lungs, hot in your sinuses, you feel it seeping up past the skin, through your throat, trickling up into your brain...]
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
Elliot's mind feels ... clearer, like something dark, deep within is gone... on the other hand, Jane feels her stomach twist and wrench nervously, anticipating.]
[The darkness recedes back into the hole, slithering away from the light.]
be careful
careful
soon
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
Jane? [he's looking over at her now, worried for her]
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Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
[Two seconds of watching her scramble before he's pushing off the floor and crouching next to her, touching her shoulder and gripping at her hands to keep them from harming her neck]
You're fine, you're fine.
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
That was too close, too similar to-]
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
He pulls her into a hug, a hand in her hair as he holds her tight]
It's okay. You're fine. We're both fine.
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
There's a cough and then a low, quiet whimper, she's still battered and sore from earlier and the pain isn't helping her mind to calm itself.]
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
At this rate he should have taken just straight healing, he's used it so much since accepting the priesthood with Dellen]
We're fine. We're okay. Maybe we should get you back to the apartment and have you rest.
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
Okay.
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
Well he's getting up now, pulling her with him even if she's a bit taller than him. His trip with Leedin has made him taller but not by much. Just that bit of growth spurt that comes with puberty- it's obvious though he'll be tall if it happens again]
Let's go.
[and he's pulling her along, a grip on her hand firm]
Re: Day 84, noon-ish!
((Hey, let's go~!))