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STATUS: Just finished the last three episodes of Arcane. It was a good finale, but I think I'll need to sleep on it to really figure out how I feel about it 2 days ago
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Just finished the last three episodes of Arcane. It was a good finale, but I think I'll need to sleep on it to really figure out how I feel about it
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The cliffhanger in that last episode of Arcane was dirty. How can the writers sleep at night, making me wait another week?
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I'm being abused by my sister's dog because she thinks it's dinnertime. It, in fact, is not dinnertime
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The new saga for Epic: The Musical dropped today and I've got goosebumps
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Never thought the Like a Dragon games would go as off the rails as "Pirate Yakuza in Hawaii," but I'm here for it and really excited to play it
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Morgan has her reasons for being able to sense certain things, but has no idea what she senses. And even if you have been fighting a lot of heartless, heartless aren't here yet.
I mentioned Heartless, but I meant that he could have a sensitivity to Darkness, in general
That's fair. My thought process as far as that went was that he's been fighting Heartless and the like for so long, he might have developed a sensitivity to it
Should Zac be present for the encounter in the secret place? Maybe he senses something is off and goes to investigate?
He could also probably have an encounter of his own later that evening before everything hits the fan that night or not at all. Just kinda brainstorming, at the moment lol
He could also probably have an encounter of his own later that evening before everything hits the fan that night or not at all. Just kinda brainstorming, at the moment lol
Got my post fixed and added a bit more to it
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I'm guessing the colors are getting confusing. Hoshi asked about passengers. Morgan asked about the corridor being doors.
Ah, right, I did get confused by the colors. I'll get that fixed
Zac listened to Morgan before rubbing the back of his neck. "Well...The 'corridors' I mentioned are kinda strange. You don't get to them through what you'd think of when you think of a door. It's more like a hole in space. I'm not sure a door in a forest, though." He paused as something played at the corner of his mind, and added, "Your master must be one powerful magic user, though. Besides using a ship or the corridors, the only other way you could travel to other worlds would be with some serious magic."
Zac jumped slightly at the sudden outburst, but kept his cool. He had a feeling that someone would react like that, so he wasn't all too surprised, nor could he blame him. What surprised him, however, was the flash of light in Alias' hand. There was a distinctly familiar-looking shape amidst the light, one that immediately rang bells in his head. He thought about saying something, but when no one else reacted, he held off. If it was what I think it was, he thought, then it'll make itself known when the time's right. I don't need to rush anything. He raised an eyebrow when Alias went on to talk about what he and Hoshi had been feeling. He reclined back against his ship, looking completely unbothered, and said, "If that's the case, then your friend might really be out there. Who knows, maybe he stumbled into a corridor and wound up on the other side okay or someone used some strong magic on him to whisk him away. If there's one thing I've learned in all my travels, it's that it's never a bad idea to listen to your heart."
He glanced over at Taivas as he asked him where he was from. With a shrug, he said, "Like I said, here and there. Where I'm from doesn't matter too much, at least not anymore." When he showed him the locket, Zac took a close look, searching his memory for those faces, before shrugging as he answered, "Sorry, man. I've been a lot of places and met a lot of people, but I don't think I've ever seen them before."
He fell into a thoughtful silence, then, as he thought about what he had been told. A dark, heavy feeling...a presence in the town across the water... He wished he could talk to everyone else to hear what they had to say, but he knew he had to get to work on his ship. If he had a chance to talk to them, then he would, but that would have to wait. Regardless, he couldn't deny the bad feeling that had started to form in the pit of his stomach. As he turned back toward his ship to work, he heard Hoshi ask if he could take people with him. "I've only got three seats and one of them is mine," he said as he began working on a severed wire. "I'm not particularly opposed to taking anyone with me, but you guys are gonna have to decide who."
Zac jumped slightly at the sudden outburst, but kept his cool. He had a feeling that someone would react like that, so he wasn't all too surprised, nor could he blame him. What surprised him, however, was the flash of light in Alias' hand. There was a distinctly familiar-looking shape amidst the light, one that immediately rang bells in his head. He thought about saying something, but when no one else reacted, he held off. If it was what I think it was, he thought, then it'll make itself known when the time's right. I don't need to rush anything. He raised an eyebrow when Alias went on to talk about what he and Hoshi had been feeling. He reclined back against his ship, looking completely unbothered, and said, "If that's the case, then your friend might really be out there. Who knows, maybe he stumbled into a corridor and wound up on the other side okay or someone used some strong magic on him to whisk him away. If there's one thing I've learned in all my travels, it's that it's never a bad idea to listen to your heart."
He glanced over at Taivas as he asked him where he was from. With a shrug, he said, "Like I said, here and there. Where I'm from doesn't matter too much, at least not anymore." When he showed him the locket, Zac took a close look, searching his memory for those faces, before shrugging as he answered, "Sorry, man. I've been a lot of places and met a lot of people, but I don't think I've ever seen them before."
He fell into a thoughtful silence, then, as he thought about what he had been told. A dark, heavy feeling...a presence in the town across the water... He wished he could talk to everyone else to hear what they had to say, but he knew he had to get to work on his ship. If he had a chance to talk to them, then he would, but that would have to wait. Regardless, he couldn't deny the bad feeling that had started to form in the pit of his stomach. As he turned back toward his ship to work, he heard Hoshi ask if he could take people with him. "I've only got three seats and one of them is mine," he said as he began working on a severed wire. "I'm not particularly opposed to taking anyone with me, but you guys are gonna have to decide who."
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I'm down to roll with the five-man band of Alias, Hoshi, Levi, Morgan, and Lucien for the sunset convo. Everyone that constitutes the "DI crew."
Also, small nitpick, I know, but can we all post our color coding claims? Gotta find a color for Hoshi's dialogue that isn't taken. Lol
Mine's just orange lol
Zac watched Lucian and the other guy run off and said, "Huh. Maybe I should've told them the core was okay, now. Didn't think it'd freak them out that badly."
Turning to his audience, he said, "Trust me, I've been traveling between worlds for the last three years. I know a thing or two about it. I don't mean to bash all the time and effort you obviously put into your raft, but it just won't work. So, I'll go ahead and give you and anyone else a crash course on sailing the Ocean Between, as it's called."
He reached into his apron and pulled out a blue marker. With it, he drew some figures on the wing of his ship: a stick figure and a few uneven circles. Pointing to the stick figure, he said, "This is you or anyone else who wants to travel..." he pointed at the circles, "And these are the other worlds you wanna get to. You might think it's as simple as jumping on a raft and going wherever you want, but it isn't. For one thing, unless you're protected by a ship like mine or something like it, you're not gonna get far before it wipes you out." He drew squiggly lines around the stick figure before adding little x's where the eyes would go, emphasizing his point. He also added a little rocket ship, like what you would see in a cartoon, and drew a little checkmark next to it.
"Secondly," he continued as he drew a circle around each of the worlds, "The universe doesn't really like it when worlds mingle, so each one is isolated from all the others. In order to get to a world, you need to know the route to it and a certain condition has to be met for the barrier around the world to disappear." He suddenly paused as something occurred to him and a thoughtful look crossed his face. Speaking of which, why was I able to land here? Does that mean this world is... He shook his head, pushing the though from his mind. He would deal with that problem if and when he had to.
He drew arrows between each world as he continued, "That said, you're both right. There's another way to a different world that bypasses the barrier and the need for a route. If you can find or make an opening into these 'corridors,' then you can go wherever you want, no problem. The issue with that is that it's much, much, much more dangerous than using a ship, which is why I rely on Sigrid to get me where I need to go. That, and I don't know how to make one of these openings. And I'm not equipped to handle that kind of journey."
He pointed his marker at his audience and said, "I don't know about those of you who weren't born here, but your friend either wound up lost at sea or they stumbled through one of these openings." He thought about adding that there was no way of knowing where the guy's friend ended up or if they even made it through safely, but, besides feeling that he had hammered that point home effectively enough, a nagging thought kept pushing into his mind. He capped his marker and asked, "That said, I have something very important to ask you all. Have you or any of your friends noticed anything odd? Other than me crash-landing, I mean. Feelings, strange dreams, odd figures? Particularly in the shadows?"
Turning to his audience, he said, "Trust me, I've been traveling between worlds for the last three years. I know a thing or two about it. I don't mean to bash all the time and effort you obviously put into your raft, but it just won't work. So, I'll go ahead and give you and anyone else a crash course on sailing the Ocean Between, as it's called."
He reached into his apron and pulled out a blue marker. With it, he drew some figures on the wing of his ship: a stick figure and a few uneven circles. Pointing to the stick figure, he said, "This is you or anyone else who wants to travel..." he pointed at the circles, "And these are the other worlds you wanna get to. You might think it's as simple as jumping on a raft and going wherever you want, but it isn't. For one thing, unless you're protected by a ship like mine or something like it, you're not gonna get far before it wipes you out." He drew squiggly lines around the stick figure before adding little x's where the eyes would go, emphasizing his point. He also added a little rocket ship, like what you would see in a cartoon, and drew a little checkmark next to it.
"Secondly," he continued as he drew a circle around each of the worlds, "The universe doesn't really like it when worlds mingle, so each one is isolated from all the others. In order to get to a world, you need to know the route to it and a certain condition has to be met for the barrier around the world to disappear." He suddenly paused as something occurred to him and a thoughtful look crossed his face. Speaking of which, why was I able to land here? Does that mean this world is... He shook his head, pushing the though from his mind. He would deal with that problem if and when he had to.
He drew arrows between each world as he continued, "That said, you're both right. There's another way to a different world that bypasses the barrier and the need for a route. If you can find or make an opening into these 'corridors,' then you can go wherever you want, no problem. The issue with that is that it's much, much, much more dangerous than using a ship, which is why I rely on Sigrid to get me where I need to go. That, and I don't know how to make one of these openings. And I'm not equipped to handle that kind of journey."
He pointed his marker at his audience and said, "I don't know about those of you who weren't born here, but your friend either wound up lost at sea or they stumbled through one of these openings." He thought about adding that there was no way of knowing where the guy's friend ended up or if they even made it through safely, but, besides feeling that he had hammered that point home effectively enough, a nagging thought kept pushing into his mind. He capped his marker and asked, "That said, I have something very important to ask you all. Have you or any of your friends noticed anything odd? Other than me crash-landing, I mean. Feelings, strange dreams, odd figures? Particularly in the shadows?"
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