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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 18:10:16 GMT -8
Eli awakened in his bedroom. Perhaps there was a stirring elsewhere in the house. No biggy. What didst he do?
Eli checked his messages 'n' shit.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 18:19:00 GMT -8
Alain had left a message to the effect of "ready when you are," meaning when Eli had collected his previous art and such for the deed. Eli looked about to see if anyone was around, at least slightly nervous of being discovered making shady wizard deals. Then he finished assembling the things he needed for the crucible, and stuff.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 18:31:53 GMT -8
It seemed there hadn't been a stirring in his house. Jess and Hunter must finally be living at their old human residences again, and where was Vitus? Whatever. No one perturbed his choring. It was weird having a place to himself. He was probably glad to be done with that, and get out on the road.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 18:45:30 GMT -8
The fire of the engine heat made the drive as weird as ever, plowing through an endless gauzy film. A reminder that being a vampire is a weird deal, not sure if Alain fully grasped what he was seeking... He had provided Alain with some options for places to do the ritual, and drove to the one he chose, feeling some type of way.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 19:04:10 GMT -8
Alain had indicated a preference for the old Jermaine place. It was an abandoned suburban house with an unusually large back acreage, Eli once had a sleepover with a friend nearby it.
Pulling into the parking lot there was yet another nondescript rental car cooling. A heat-lit man on the porch waved.
Alain- "Well. This may just be the night of your illumination. Are you ready?" What powers did this ol' dude really possess?
Ready when you are, Alain.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 19:15:24 GMT -8
Alain- "Of course. Follow me."
Alain took enough off Eli to prevent it from being two trips, and led him around the side of the house to a rough garden path. Are you going to be OK with this Alain? Dying? Being a vampire?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 19:22:53 GMT -8
Alain- "Mm, I should be fine, as long as you keep your word. If you don't turn me, merely leave me dead, there is nothing I can do to prevent it. If you do not, I should be fine, yes?"
The path led toward a miserable overgrown gazebo with a half-missing roof. Ya might have to fake your death, have legal issues.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 19:37:06 GMT -8
Alain- "I've been living illegally for some time now. Not a problem..."
He had already been out here - the floor of the gazebo was laid out with all kinds of ritual biz.
Alain- "Now. Disrobe and kneel at the center of the diagram. Take care not do disturb the writing and ritual implements. Probably a moment of faux modesty, also questioning the reasons behind the ritual's elements.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 19:50:20 GMT -8
Alain- "It is good that you're thinking this way, ultimately it will 'elp you to create new spells of your own. For now, though, patience."
He looked at the candles around Eli and they lit all in turn, then he turned to the pile of art and started sprinkling something on the earth around it, chanting quietly to himself. Eli felt some type of way.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 19:59:23 GMT -8
He finished encircling the paintings and drew a line of his sprinkles back to the gazebo. He finished the chant.
Alain- "A crucible is a torment, a loss, a divestment made willingly in exchange for a chance at a great return. Will you subject yourself to this?" I will.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 20:07:57 GMT -8
Alain- "Very well. Cela commence."
He snapped his fingers and Eli's art burst into flames. His eyes felt a burn and his innards felt a sinking sensation.
He fell through the world and into something else.
((going to no images to make this work faster maybe? we could edit some images in later maybe if we wanna?)) I imagine Eli felt regret but also exhilaration of plummeting into the unknown.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 20:20:25 GMT -8
He was in two places and times at once, vague, hazy like clouded thoughts, the precipice of sleep. A sense of clarity was growing, but it was less like waking up and more like falling asleep backwards. Worse, as things became more clear, the duplexed nature of this reality became more obvious, and the wrongness of that caused a vague dread.
He was in his car at night, following a lusty sensation. He was in a more innocent circumstance, a room where all the heat light was staying dutifully invisible, and friendship was in his beating heart. Definitely feeling some type of way.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 20:37:00 GMT -8
Toby- "It's the place to be, no question."
Marcus- "Going where you must."
Arianne- "Being alive is so great." He was next to Marcus, driving him somewhere down, down hill. He was in the place to be, with Toby and Arianne watching a cut scene in Blazing Seal and laughing. Eli started splitting his reactions, doing his best to communicate in two places / times at once. To friends, "What's going on here?" To Marcus, "I don't wanna hump you, let me go."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 20:51:14 GMT -8
Arianne- "Oh god I can't believe you picked Lambert and Reinzager for this scene."
Marcus- "Puah. I haven't done you. That happens next."
Toby- "OK, their pecs are so big they're having a collision error, but the masc for masc thing makes sense." To friends: "What's going on here? We need to leave!" To Marcus: "U can takes me but u can't make me wants it or something, grr."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 27, 2016 20:59:20 GMT -8
Arianne- "You're playing, don't ask me."
Marcus- "Like this."
Toby- "You can't get up. There hasn't been a save spot in like, ever!" Now the car was parked and they were totally doing it. Cold bodies in willed motion. Weathered bricks glimpsed through the sunroof. Saltwater. To Marcus: "I don't want this anymore."
To Friends: "This be all wrong!" Gets up and seems like he wants to go.
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