☆TRACK IV: COME TOO FAR

[interdimanagers]

Who: Everyone!
What: Something explodes in the distance. In a figurative sense.
When: November 6th.
Where: Anywhere you are.
Warnings: ???

“Like the legend of the Phoenix, All ends with beginnings, What keeps the planets spinning, The force from the beginning.” ☆COME TOO FAR On November 6th, the sudden lockdown of Pride Records and Virgo Entertainment finally ends. But not before some unseen actions have their consequences. Due to the nature of the conflict, none of you can be there to see it, but that doesn't mean it can't be felt. In the morning of the 6th, something cries out to you spiritually - like the voice of a guardian angel, or a haunting ghost. Something, somewhere, is calling on you for aid. Pleading for you to lend it your power. Whether or not you consciously agree, you'll feel a connection stronger than anything you've felt up till this point, like whatever this creature is is somehow in the room with you, or maybe like you're with it. What happens next depends on your alignment. ► LOVE & HOPE: All at once, characters with these alignments will feel as if they have taken a deep, spiritual blow - much like having someone clasp their hand around your "soul" and attempt to snuff it out. The attack itself will be brutal but brief. It's the after effects that linger, which may be any of the following: 1) Lingering spiritual pain that triggers symptoms akin to a fever in the body. It may also trigger effects such as nosebleeds and other signs of intense stress. 2) Forgetting everything except the memories you've regained. 3) A feeling of being desperately alone. How your character reacts to this feeling can vary, but the most common response will be seeking comfort from anyone nearby, even if you are not usually the sort of person to do that. These effects will last from anywhere as short at 15 minutes to as long as 5 hours. You can pick more than one of these effects for a character, but try to balance the potency of each if you take more than one, so you aren't completely kicking the shit out of them. Vestiges of these effects can linger throughout the rest of the day, but in a significantly reduced capacity. ► DUTY & PASSION: All at once, characters with these alignments will feel an intense sense of fear and grief, as if they have lost something extremely precious to them. Generally speaking, this will manifest as a sort of panic or desperation to save whatever that thing is - but not being entirely clear on where they have to go or what they have to do to accomplish it. This can very well trigger some brash and irrational actions as they sort out this abrupt feeling of urgency. 1) Soon after the feeling begins, affected characters will feel empathically drawn to the characters suffering from the effects listed for Hope & Love, even if they are not normally the sort to be so concerned for others. This can go as far as having them be aggressively protective to the point that they will conflict with each other over it. 2) Along with that feeling of being drawn to protect them, all characters will feel an intensified kinship with all the other player characters - from both labels. This feeling of kinship won't cause them to know anything more about each other than they did before, but it will cause them to feel like much closer friends than they actually are. These effects will last from anywhere as short at 15 minutes to as long as 5 hours. After that period has ended, all these empathetic effects will fade off on their own. Any network posts made in the chaos will be deleted by the execs after the 5 hours period has closed, if not sooner. By the end of the day, Lesedi Santiago and Edward Blanche will announce their return, and bans from leaving HQ will be lifted. They will not acknowledge the events of the morning unless someone goes to ask them about it. “We've come too far to give up who we are. So, let's raise the bar and our cups to the stars.”

Comments

Garnet | Love | Pride, but Virgo feel free to check up on her phone-wise

[twoscompany]

[She's bleeding. Her nose is bleeding even as the hotness of her body seems to consume her. It hurts. It hurts so much, she drops her pen as she works. Stumbles around as she looks, first in her room, then the penthouse, then...just the building.

This pain, this horrible pain. This cry for help. It sounds so familiar. If only she could figure out who its from.]

[trustme]

[Doctor couldn't rightly remember the last time he talked with his old college friend. During the tour he imagined Garnet was just as busy as he was. He had nearly called her to laugh about the tabloid about them only to end up distracted by a long to do list.

Now though, he felt a great need to hear the voice of an old friend. The fevers and weakness came and went but he couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness that had weighed him down ever since the first mysterious attack.

He finds her phone number in his contacts and has a seat, safe on his bed, waiting as the phone rings.]

Hello, Garnet? It's Doctor. I wanted to see how you were doing...

[twoscompany]

[There's a shakiness in the woman's voice on the other line.]

Doctor?...I don't...need...

[She's confused. Wait. Does she need a doctor? Wait, who is this again? She knows him, right? It sounds like she should know him.]

Who is this?

[trustme]

It's... Doctor. Your friend from Cambridge? [He chuckles.] You didn't forget me that quickly did you? [The way her voice shook though, she might be even more out of it than he was.]

Garnet are you all right?

[twoscompany]

No. I need--

[A long silence.]

I don't know who you are, Doctor...

[trustme]

[Doctor stops, draws in a breath.]

Th-That's all right. There's been a flu or something going around that causes forgetfulness. Maybe you have it too. How are you feeling?

[twoscompany]

[Her voice shakes out the very obvious response that anyone in her situation would say.]

I want to go home.

[trustme]

Back home. To Brittania? Or are you thinking of somewhere else?

[ From what he's seen of the illness going around her answer could be just about any thing. He remained on the phone regardless. He had never seen or heard her really afraid before and he wasn't about to leave her all alone now when she sounded truly upset. ]

[twoscompany]

I don't...know...! I don't know where I am, I don't know how to get back...!

[trustme]

You're somewhere in Pride Records HQ right now. If it looks like a home it's likely your band's penthouse.

I'm sorry I can't help you more. I'm stuck where I am.

[dishevelment]

[It was alarming, seeing Garnet like this-- and, even in his haze that was veering toward a manic energy from his insomnia going full circle, a dissonant chord of anxiety struck through Koumei's core.]

--Garnet! [He called, and rushed over toward the woman. Never had he ever imagined seeing the normally strong, level-headed big sister surrogate to them all in such shape as this.]

[twoscompany]

I'm bleeding.

[She doesn't realize Koumei's talking, not just yet.]

I can't bleed. Why am I...

[dishevelment]

--Of course you can bleed, [he cut in,] you're just a person.

[Holding her firmly in his arms, Koumei guided her to the bathroom so they could get started in cleaning her up.]

What happened to make this big of a mess?

[twoscompany]

I'm not. I'm not! I don't have blood--

[Rambling as she's being guided to the bathroom by Koumei.]

--I've never had blood...!

[dishevelment]

Nonsense. Everyone has blood.

[Her rambling was barely comprehensible-- it made no sense, and Koumei found himself worried that his bandmate might be growing delusional.

He would need to keep an eye on her, for sure.]

[twoscompany]

[To say the least.]

But we...we...!

[dishevelment]

[Patiently:]

'We?'

[twoscompany]

Yes. Me.

[It makes total sense to her, what's your problem?]

[dishevelment]

Most people don't use the plural form of that pronoun.

[His brows furrowed in worry as he watched her, trying to read something behind the desperation in her eyes.]

[twoscompany]

We, me, its the same.

[dishevelment]

How so?

[twoscompany]

We are me. Don't you understand? We made this...choice...

[She clenches her fists.]

...And I can't undo it even if I wanted!

[dishevelment]

[He sighed.]

....I'm not doubting you, Garnet. But you need to explain a little better. This is the first time I've heard anything like this.

What choice did you make? Why can't you undo it?

[twoscompany]

We came together. We became one

[She's trying, honest.]

Isn't it obvious? It has to be...

[dishevelment]

I'm sorry-- I still don't fully understand.

[Although there was a feeling. Like a half-recalled dream, of channeling something far greater than his person with the whole of his body, becoming something that was different....and yet still the same.

Strange. Very strange.]