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diatu2019-12-06 12:51 pm
magicademymods) wrote in diatu2019-12-06 12:51 pm
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December Event Log #1: Someone App Tails So He Can Get Trolled
| Now I Face Out
"I am the Shadow, the true self!" the duplicate proclaims in a distorted voice, pointing dramatically at the original. What happens next depends on what the wizard the shadow spawned from is repressing, though. If you have an urge to cut loose and wreck shit, the shadow will be immediately destructive, tearing apart the academy around it. If you refuse to acknowledge a deep trauma in your past, the shadow may perch on a tower and radiate waves of sadness and apathy to get everyone else to feel their pain too. And so on and so forth. Whatever aspects of themself the character refuses to acknowledge, that they feel shame over, the shadow will embody to its most destructive extent possible. Oh, and the guiltier a character feels about whatever they're repressing, the more powerful their shadow is.
Oh, boy. But hey. Getting to literally fight back against all of the worst parts of yourself is generally cathartic enough to begin the healing process? Right? No? Well, too bad, because this thing isn't going away and somebody needs to take care of it before the situation gets worse. Thankfully, your friends are there to help you through it! Hopefully.
Once characters reconcile with their shadows, they can see and interact with a spiral staircase leading up to the heavens. However, considering that the staircase is crawling with hostile, mindless generic shadows and that the presence of whatever's at the top can be felt, they may want to bring a few friends before investigating.  |
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A bit of a ruckus is going on in the living quarters today. Yotsuyu's room is usually almost eerily quiet, as the woman is not given to loudness or chaos.
Today is different.
Today, there is shouting and the shattering of crockery, and the thumping and bumping of bodies racketing around within; and surprisingly, soon enough, not one Yotsuyu, but a pair of them, come bouncing out the door in a flurry of robes and hair. They both have hands wrapped around each other's necks, though they still manage to hiss epithets at one another...
You are worthless! You are weak!, one hisses into the other's face--the one on the bottom growls back, yellow eyes flashing.
"You are everything I tried to extinguish in myself! I cannot let you win! I will not!" Not that it meant much, in the face of the shadow's strength. Still, she reached for the dagger at her belt, still gripping the false one's throat with one hand. She would not give in!
Now do what you will so it hurts no more
Yotsuyu was battered--she felt somewhat like she had on her marriage night with Sahishai. Battered, perhaps, yes. But broken? Oh, no.
She slogged her way up the staircase, yellow eyes blazing with fury. In one hand, she clenched a very specific mirror...
Just Us Justice Ducks
"Hey TsU!" Rather pointless, but he said it automatically, out of some hope that he could tell which Witch of Doma was which.
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Even if it killed her. Which, all things considered, it yet might.
Still, his call had the top Yotsuyu drawing back with an expression of delighted confusion on her face, covering her mouth with a hand. Tsu? Truly? How far you've fallen!
Yotsuyu--the one on the bottom--sneered, and and stabbed the one on the top with the dagger she'd been holding. It was only in the side, but it was enough to make the shadow shriek like a banshee. Enough to give Yotsuyu--the real one--the upper hand, to lash out with a kick and jostle the false one off. She gasped in a breath--the damned thing had still been choking her--and managed to gain her feet, even as the dagger dripped shadow-stuff off the blade.
"You should go, I am certain it has nothing good planned for you..."
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Yet even as he kicked the shadow across the room, its form was shifting, changing. Growing larger, more darkly radiant, even as a pair of rabbit-ear-like protrusions rose from the crown of 'her' head, and a line of brilliant blue limned the golden eyes. A cruel smile curved the shadow's lips.
"You mirror me even there?" Yotsuyu said with another sneer. "Of course you do. You are everything I hate about myself! Everything I wish I erased!" Which she would have, had Asahi not interrupted her that night in Doma, and led her unto...this.
Then again, being here certainly was better than being dead. And she'd said before...if she could not escape her fate, then she ought to embrace it. Though she was the better at spellcasting--but the shadow wanted her.
Lifting the dagger above her head, Yotsuyu let out a shriek and lunged at her shadow, which cackled wildly and rushed at her as well...
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...Ugh. He was gonna have to use logic.
"You've been telling me you couldn't ever forget what you were, right? That you had to remember it to keep from going back down that path?"
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Yotsuyu had let the dagger drop to tangle in her sleeve. As it was not the Shadow's demise that she was lusting for. No. It was indeed loathing that she felt for that part of her past, and horror that here it was, exposed for all to see (though, blessedly, there were few to actually witness it, thus far)...for all that she had denied it and brought herself to this new (yet another brand new low for her, after two unbearable losses she had never thought to bear) low...
"Yes, Jecht," she said, sounding nothing more than tired. "That is what I had said." And she hadn't forgotten! She'd tried to recall! And yet that had meant nothing as well.
Hadn't it?
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