[ hello, rika is at the edge of the bubble, just... putting her hands flat on it. she isn't pressing down very hard because she doesn't want to get yeeted into the depths of the sea and die, but like.
can't resist playing with this. ]
This is amazing! We're like fishies. Glub, glub, glub.
[ well except for that they're surrounded by air but sure! ]
It's about a man who rescues a turtle from some mean, mean kids. Then the turtle takes him to the beautiful Palace of the Dragon God, under the sea, where he has a good time with the emperor and the lovely princess. But he decides to go back up to the surface after three days. The princess is sad, but she sees him off with a gift! A box that he's told to never open.
But when he gets back to the surface, everything is different. Instead of three days passing, it's been three hundred years, and everyone he knows is long-dead.
In his grief, he opens the box - and instantly ages those three hundred years, himself.
Indeed, there are many who yearn for the city life. I do not suspect three-hundred years will have passed once you are able to return home, but in due time you will have the freedom to travel wherever it is you wish.
[ Gradually making his way through the markets, Alphinaud glances around at the overgrowth taking over the open areas. As Esmerie climbs around the flora and debris, once she spots a familiar face, she chirps brightly at her. ]
—Oh, hello there, Rika. Finding yourself to do a bit of exploring as well?
[ And he will happily accept! In response, Alphinaud chuckles. ]
Nature has its ways of reclaiming the land in the absence of man. 'Twas not so apparent in the underwater city, but here, life can more easily flourish.
[ Sometimes you're out just trying to enjoy your day when
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straight up murder happens over and over. Needless to say, Alphinaud is... pretty horrified by this! Though it shows from the perspective of another, there are names mentioned, and so– ]
By—by the gods. Rika, you mustn't look!
[ In the end, he doesn't truly realize what is playing before them within the shard; thinking it a cruel trick, Alphinaud attempts to gently pull Rika away, shielding her face. ]
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week 1, monday
can't resist playing with this. ]
This is amazing! We're like fishies. Glub, glub, glub.
[ well except for that they're surrounded by air but sure! ]
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And I do hope it stays "like fish". [ He slips out a short laugh. ] 'Tis incredible, indeed. What do you think of the view?
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[ ahem! she clears her throat ]
It's about a man who rescues a turtle from some mean, mean kids. Then the turtle takes him to the beautiful Palace of the Dragon God, under the sea, where he has a good time with the emperor and the lovely princess. But he decides to go back up to the surface after three days. The princess is sad, but she sees him off with a gift! A box that he's told to never open.
But when he gets back to the surface, everything is different. Instead of three days passing, it's been three hundred years, and everyone he knows is long-dead.
In his grief, he opens the box - and instantly ages those three hundred years, himself.
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I don't suppose three-hundred years will pass once we return to the surface as well, hm?
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my redundancy...
it's fine!!!!!!!
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A lot of people here seem to be from the future, compared to me.
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My friends and I play games after school. The time I spend with them is more important than anything.
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You must have many friends back home.
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[ Isn't she a little young for that...? ]
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And it's kind of in the middle of nowhere. I'd like to live a fancier life than that!
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Indeed, there are many who yearn for the city life. I do not suspect three-hundred years will have passed once you are able to return home, but in due time you will have the freedom to travel wherever it is you wish.
w2; monday
—Oh, hello there, Rika. Finding yourself to do a bit of exploring as well?
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Yes! This place is very pretty! It's like the forest accidentally turned into part of the city.
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Nature has its ways of reclaiming the land in the absence of man. 'Twas not so apparent in the underwater city, but here, life can more easily flourish.
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[ she sounds chipper. like that thought amuses her? okay.
anyway, it sure is easy to not notice shards when there's so much greenery around. so here's: a memory. ]
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straight up murder happens over and over. Needless to say, Alphinaud is... pretty horrified by this! Though it shows from the perspective of another, there are names mentioned, and so– ]
By—by the gods. Rika, you mustn't look!
[ In the end, he doesn't truly realize what is playing before them within the shard; thinking it a cruel trick, Alphinaud attempts to gently pull Rika away, shielding her face. ]
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she lets him move her, but he can probably hear her barely-muffled laughter. ]
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Rika...?
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But it's nice of you to try.
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[ rika has had. a monday. ]
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I've not seen a shard display aught so horrific, no.
[ So, yes. Grats Rika, you're his first. ]
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[ ... ]
I think that everyone has tragedies, though. [ frankly, she doesn't expect many good memories to surface. ]
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... You speak true then. These are memories of yours...?
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[ is she? who knows. but she does wish he hadn't! ]
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'Twas a distressing watch... Yet your reaction to this only serves to confuse me.
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... I don't really know how to react. I'd never had someone else see my memories before this place started doing it.
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[ Even if he now has ten thousand questions????? ]
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But I don't expect you to forget what you've seen.