Sabra La Tau

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena
When: Messenger's Year 1, Day 1
What: Closing Time.

[Ptou reforms, sand solidifying into marble, the robes, tattered, become the tapestries of royalty and a thin, circular crown sits on his head.

He stares down at the ground a long moment, silent.]

Is that... it?

Is this what it's like?

(( Links:

Part 1: osnap | Part 2: PSYCHE

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FINAL DEPARTURE

If any links are misdirected or missing, PM Claude! ))

Who: ALL YA'LL PUNK ASS BITCHES
Where: THE ARENA
When: TIME FOR SHENANIGANS TO END
What:

[As Guardian meets his end and Mitsuru suffers his punishment for an ill-advised attack, a heavy silence fills the arena. The chess pieces, both sand and lava, collapse back into the floor and smooth out, melding back into it as though they'd never risen.

The next time you blink, King's statue has lifted its hand. Lightning, devastatingly powerful, arcs out across the entire arena, striking at anything and anyone it can reach. Where it strikes the floor and walls it leaves small craters. This is not going to be a light blow for anyone struck with it.]

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena again
When: ????
What:

[It may have been ages, it may have been moments, but the soothing white room fades away...

The arena returns... cracks and distortions line the floor where a mad waltz had gone on, stepping lightly over the bodies of the fallen. The roof is now a single, solid white, the throne a little more elaborate, with a great carved crown at the top, behind the King's head, and the box that had nearly closed is now gone, keystone and all.

All around, people are getting up... while many, many others still lay where they fell on the floor or ceiling, still engrossed in their personal battles.

Messenger still stands, looking a little more haggard.]

"I'll say just once more... Let them go! There's no POINT to this."

((If your megabracer has been removed but is intact, you are reverted to complete blank status as per usual. If your bracer is removed and broken at any point, you are reverted to complete blank status but may have your memory jogged/jesused/punched/otherwise abused back in.))

((We begin again at 1pm EST tomorrow))

Who: EVERYONE
Where: The Arena
When: >(
What: YA'LL ARE DICKS

[Lightning arcs through the air, spreading out just over the heads of the gathered blanks with deafening thunder. Where it strikes the walls the marble chips and cracks, leaving small craters dotting the pristine surfaces. The face of King's statue is contorted in plain displeasure. Each time you blink, his gaze falls on a different person.]

That is quite enough. Let's have no more of these childish shenanigans. My patience has worn thin enough already, blanks.

Will you be handing over the keystones, yes or no?

[React || TRICKSTER || King Keystone Retrieval ]

Who: All Ophi, traitor and loyal, all Blanks. Good ended DO NOT hear the call, but can come
Where: The Arena
When: :)
What: Ladies and Gentleman, we understand that you have come to bear witness to the sound of drums and bass.

[As you enter the arena today, it is like you have stepped into a gala floor. Round tables with black and white checkers are arranged in a semi circle around the southern corners of the room, leaving the vast majority of the marble floor open for dancing. Austere marble pillars break the expanse of the floor in neat rows, affording a couple a moment of privacy as needed. Against the east wall, a bar is set with several classy appetizers, and a single platter of ten shrimp next to a crystal punch bowl.

At the very end of the expansive room, a black marble stage has a band set up, and ready to play. Behind that, stretching up and up, is a regal black throne. No one sits on it yet.

The double doors close after the last of you with a certain finality.]

Welcome, my dear blanks. And welcome to your guests as well! Quite unexpected to see so many familiar faces again. It does bring back memories, doesn't it?

I do hope you'll find the festivities to your liking. I know we've had our differences in the past, but I've put quite a bit of effort into ensuring that everything goes perfectly. As long as everyone, and that does include the delightful guests you've brought along, stays on their best behavior, I think we'll get along quite nicely.

((OOC: WE BEGIN! First event begins in an hour 8PM EST.)

[ Mingle || HORN!!!! || Rules :) || PART TWO])

Who: Everyone
Where: Everywhere
When: Immediately following this
What:

[So, are you excited? Ready to grab your newly returned friends and have a final party before the final party? Well, unfortunately it's high time to cut that light and bright mood short.

It begins with a grinding noise, the sound of stone grating against stone. The walls, the floor, the ceiling; all of it begins to tremble and quiver with a building energy. The stone of the caverns begins to smooth out, all the rough and craggy natural formations sinking away before the eyes of the blanks, and it doesn't end there. As the surfaces all smooth out, natural formations that jut out from the floors and ceiling, from the walls . . . They too begin to sink away with a screeching, rasping noise.

The grinding begins to sound more and more like metal on stone, and then metal on metal. The natural curves of the walls and tunnels begin to realign themselves. The ground quakes as the entire cavern—the whole of Sabra la Tau reshapes itself. It's no longer caverns and tunnels, it's great rooms and perfectly straight halls. Stairways form in the side of hills and inclines that level themselves into smooth floor at the top.

The grinding becomes less deafening, easing into the uniform, mechanical sound of gears and clockwork. Everywhere, the earthy browns and green tones of what used to be a cave are leeched away, replaced with stark black and white in artistic, straight-edged geometric patterns. Where there were once gaps and natural openings in stone walls, there are now crystal clear panes of glass. Even the torches have changed. In their place are simple indentations spaced evenly along the walls and in the ceilings, each emitting a bright white glow to light the areas.

The dorms are changed as well, when you arrive upon them. Sixteen rectangular, white buildings sit, perfectly spaced apart from each other, each only distinguished by a tasteful carving on the black door. Within, there are three rooms each evenly spaced, a parlour, a bedroom with beds evenly spaced apart... and in the back, a storage room where all the unique items you've collected have been thrown into.

Finally, your uniform washes out, becomes smooth, clean and standard. A simple white top, black slacks regardless of gender, and a tie bearing your team's colors.

As all of these changes finish completing themselves, an oppressive atmosphere is left hanging in the air. The weight of your actions hangs heavy from your shoulders. Try as you might, shaking the knowledge that there are rules—that there will be consequences for breaking those rules is near impossible to do.

The sound of gears ticks onwards.]

[OOC: ALL UNIFORMS ARE CHANGED. ALL. EVEN SPARES. Dorm-stone lining is no longer present and any dorm stone used to make them has fallen out. Likewise, if you are carrying more items than you can hold in the pockets of the new uniforms (there are two pants pockets only) it is either loose in your shirt or falling out of your pants.

Entirely unique clothing that was never originally a uniform is still okay.]

Who: Those who have lost those who have held what is gone those untouched Come noble bear, come beast of the sea, come many feathered flock, come pretty bird
Where: The dorms, the arena, beyond
When: King's day days day 109501
What: A new

[This time, when the darkness comes, there is no warning. No flickering of the torches, no telltale dance of shadows. Night falls with the force of a hammer blow, cutting off sight and muffling sound in little more than the space between breaths.

This time, for the first time, the doors of the dorms do not lock.

And this time, after a time (how much? How twisted is it now, how long have you been in the dark?), faint in the distance yet close enough you know you could make it, it wouldn't be far . . . a pale grey light beckons, a warm breath of fresh, dry air calling you close.]


[[[Open forever, including backdating; ping Kururu if needed.]]]

Who: Claude, Lizardking, others Anyone
Where: Lizardking, other places Anywhere
When: The Night/Day Before The Decisive Battle
What: Last chance station

[ time for all those final character cutscenes/party skits/Private Actions/what have you before we go for the final boss battle

Having prepped all his gear, Claude for one is looking for the rest of his party members, wherever you may be :T ]

(( OOC: OPEN TO ALL, put locations in comment titles, use post for all your Parting Words needs! ))

Who: ???
Where: The Arena AND BEYOND
When: Day ۞۞۞
What:

[There is, in many ways, a strange anticipatory silence and darkness in the Arena before games. It's often hard to put a finger on, and those who've gone in and searched the ruins or forages for small branches, might have a hard time defining why THEN is different. A bit like they should be holding their breath, or be wary at their own torchlight.

However, today, instead of the spreading of a false environment of a Game... a shower of lights materializes in the Arena, near the South Block doors... as it fades, it leaves behind a group of people who never really expected to be here again.]

Who: Anyone
Where: Anywhere, but near Lacerta's garden specifically
When: :'D
What: the end is nigh


[And this Cetra, for one, is where she always is: in her garden. Today is a little different, though. Whatever she's saying to her plants isn't going above a whisper, and she is gathering their seeds into a small pouch.]

((HELLA PLACEHOLDER POST but play amongst yourselves if your heart tells you to))

Who: You. Yes, you.
Where: In your dreams :)
When: Who even knows anymore? Sometime while you're sleeping
What: So remember how you guys offed the god of dreams and left the one who likes nightmares? Remember how she feeds on fear and there's end-of-the-world panic going on? About that.

[My goodness. There sure are some awful dreams floating around.]

((OOC- Nightmare mingle post! Haunted is messing with everyone's dreams, twisting them into nightmares. Anyone affected will be unable to wake, and teammates watching them sleep will note that they take physical damage during the dream- until, at the very end, the nightmare breaks and you wake up, completely healed and with your beds mysteriously covered in blood. Go crazy, guys. Troll your teammates. Shared dreaming is enabled if you want it, with as many people as you want it with. :|b))

((ETA- to clarify, we are not running nightmares, this is all mingle. Share your private terrors with your teammates and friends, GO GO. /o/))

Who: Hydracula
Where: Hydracula
When: idk
What: the final hydraculing??? ;o;

[Something smells fantastic! Is that pork Lucky is cooking?]

Who: Anyone
Where: Every dorm


When: Ḑ̺͇̹̼̽͑͘͜āͤ͏͇͍̥̞͘ȳ̬͖̹̫̦̝͇̄͊͗͂ ̵̲̞̬̺͚͚̄ͫͨ͂̏͜͞3̵̨͖̬̳͙͐̂̍0͙̍̋̽͛̉̂͗͟_̌̑̌͋ͬ̂ͣ͏̡͇͎̣͖̲̹,͙͓͈̟͖̤̰͇̌͑ ̡͓͙͛̀̍̑́ͤĕ̍̐̽͏̤̀v̮̬ͦ͆̆͂͗́̾͝ȩ̲͉͕̬̪͇͐̿ͥͯͩn̶̵̻̦͓̹͔̭̦ͪ́ͨ̀͘i̺̠ͥn̫͕̎̊̍ͯͥ̎̏̈́͟g̴̡̝̘͈̗͍̳͇̻͍ͨͯͧ͐̄ͤ̃.̐ͫ҉͚̤͖̲̱̕͘ ̸̴̸͓͎͔̖̘̲͌̔Ő̉ͨ̎͛ͪ̈ͮ̌͏̖̬̝r̸̨̧̗̜̟̫͒̈́͊ͬ͑͐ͫ̇ ̧̥̬̬͔̬̜̖̥͂̈͛͆ͣ̍̚͟͜i̝͉͉̟̗̠̭̻ͨs̘̠͎̳͈͆̒̀̈́̒̌̕̕ ̉͆͒ͤ́҉̲i͍̹̪̩̠ͬ͆̅͊̉͑ͥͣ͢͢t̡̺̠̖͒ͬ̊ ̳̘̤̟̫̬ͨͣ̏́m̶̦̦̹̣̣̘̄̊̽͐́ͤ̉̀o̴̳̝̥̰̩͓̫̰̻ͬ͛̓ͫͬ͜ȑ̼̅͢ǹ̨͈̣͓͉͙͈͖̬͂i̶̪̼̭̓̽͘͟n̡̾ͫ͏͕͓̙̲̻g̗̪͒ͦ̀͟?̡̲ͧͭͮ͡?̲̱͖͂ͧͩ̑͊̐͆̍


What:

[When everyone returns home from their meeting, they'll find a simple cardboard box waiting on the doorstep of their dorms. Inside, they'll find an appropriate number of very basic tuxedos and dresses for their team (and, quite considerately, anyone who prefers the other gender's style of dress will find they have clothing suited to them).

Also in the box are materials for embellishments. Extra cloth, sequins, feathers, embroidery thread, etc . . . All manner of materials to make your garment truly yours.

Delphinus, unfortunately, has only gotten rags (though the embellishment supplies are there. Perhaps you can embellish your uniforms instead?) It's like someone's mad at you or something.]

Who: Everyone except for undefected Ophiuchus
Where: An abandoned dorm
When: Day DOES ANYONE KNOW ANYMORE
What: Fuck yeah rebellion!!!

[There have been people trickling into this abandoned dorm all day, some even wearing dorm-lined clothing perhaps. It's unfortunately devoid of furniture, but there are several jugs of water and glasses sitting in a corner for refreshments. If anyone was hoping for snacks, however, they'd better have brought their own.]

[OOC: There will be a mingle comment for general undirected social chatter. Any specific points of discussion should get their own top-level comment for organization's sake. Please feel completely free to make your own top-level comments! I'll link them here as I notice them for easy navigation. ♥]

[ Mingle || A reminder: SHIT BE SERIOUS GUYS || A brilliant plan || Possible measures for hiding from Ophi eyes || A wild nerd appears || A brilliant plan version 2.0 || Volunteering ]

Who: Haruto and at least one defected Ophi~
Where: Lepus & possibly other dorms, if they want to be bothered
When: WHO KNOWS ~303 or 304 or something.
What:

[ there's an Uraeus approaching your dorms, humming to himself. Let's see, which teams to check for defected Ophi, which teams~ There's at least one he knows to go to. ]

Knock knock!

Who: Blaze and Orion
Where: Orion dorms
When: Day 303, afternoon-ish?
What: Hobo knocking on your door

Orion! Can we talk?

Who: Nutcracker
Where: Pyxis
When: Day 303??, post Queensplosion
What:

[So a certain Pyxis has been grounded but that doesn't mean the roof is off limits. She's been standing there for a short while. Now, she closes her eyes and leans forward just a bit too far and slips off the edge]

Who: Trixie, Mikazuki
Where: Somewhere
When: Day 30????, before the big bossfight anyway
What:

[what do Pyxis and Vulpecula do on a date? Beat each other up of course! Or spar, anyway]

Who: Nishi, Mitsuru and Santa
Where: Orion
When: Day 303???? DURING the Delphinus battle
What:

[His suit is fixed and fully up to power again, which means he fades into visibility in front of Mitsuru and Santa without warning. He's holding a box, wrapped in a dorm lined cloak...]

I'm not sure about you two, but I don't think there's going to be a better time to dump this than right now. Every one of the Judge's eyes are going to be focused on Delphinus and Queen.

Who: Hydracula
Where: Hydracula
When: Day 303...?? POST QUEENSPLOSION
What: this went well

[when people return home there is an Arson tied up and struggling and looking generally unpleased]

LET ME GO