interstellar5555 | ☆TRACK IV: COME TOO FAR

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.”

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[He swallows uncomfortably, because she isn't going to like the answer. He curls his arms around his torso.]

I...I don't...

[His faces flushed even more red than it has been from the feverish feeling in his head. He looks down at the floor, ashamed.]

I'm sorry.

[She's quiet. The heartbreak on her face, the worry, the fear, the sudden wave of sickness, is only visible for a moment, and she's glad he's looking down because she doesn't want to hurt him. She ducks her head to try and see her face when she gets her expression back under control.]

My name's Kido. We're friends. We live together. Don't be scared.

[He shakes his head a little, cradling his head in his hands. Tears bud at the corner of his eyes as he tries to process it all.]

I don't get what happened, I...should I go to the doctor?

[She shakes her head.] I'll call somebody. But you can't stay in the hall like this.

[He starts to stand up and is sort of wobbly. His head feels all unfocused, and his balanced is short.]

Unngh...where...? Sorry, I feel really dizzy.

Upstairs. Do you need help? [She'll carry him if she has to.]

[He swoons a little. In the end, he manages to nod, though he slumps forward against her.]

Yeah.

[She props him up and will help him onto her back if he needs it.]

You'll be okay, kid. I've got you.

[He will just sort of slump over onto her back, if she's offering. Some part of him is still nagging that this is bad and weird, and that someone will get the best of him because of it. But an even louder part is remembering the love he felt in the few memories he has.

He wraps his arms around Kido's shoulders and holds on the best he can, whimpering.]

Does it hurt?

[She's worried about those winners.]

No.

[Well, it does, sort of, but not in a way that can be blamed on his current position. He just feels like his heart is aching.]

Not...not like that.

What can I do? [Let her be of use.]

Just...Just take me home, okay?

[That's all he can think to do. He holds onto her a bit tighter, resting his head against her neck.]

You got it, kid. [She's trying to be affectionate. Don't get hair in your mouth or anything. She's heading for the elevator.]

I'll get you some water upstairs, too, okay?

Okay.

[He falls silent for a few moments as she heads for the elevator. Then, once they are inside and heading up, something gnawing at him becomes too confusing to ignore. The question is soft:]

Did...Did I almost die?

You did. [Her grip on him tightens. She still feels like "because of me" should be attached.] But don't be afraid. It won't happen again.

[It may not be the same event he's remembering, but the feelings are much the same. The sense of loneliness, and hopelessness. The sense of having been abandoned by the people around him. It just...seems so strange.]

I was floating, and...I couldn't breathe, but...but something...

There was all these lights...

[He doesn't know how to describe it. But the fact that he remembers anything at all is good, right?]

[It sounds like it's in line with what happened. But what a terrible thing to remember.]

An older band decided to fuck with us. Trust me, it'll never happen again. I won't let it.

A...band?

[What is he even doing here? An older band? Like...is he in a band? What? He remembers it being dark, and so impossibly cold, with all these beams of light. How could that just be...]

Is that why I can't...? This...this is really weird. I'm really freaked out.

[And definitely on the edge of tears.]

I know. Believe me I know. [She shakes her head.] It was a while ago, though. Maybe... maybe you're sick. You're not the only one who's feeling weird today.

[He sniffles, and then shakes.]

I really want to see my dad...

[He's the only person he can remember clearly. The only thing that brings him any comfort. He doesn't even know why he's in this place, or what he's been doing. It's terrible.]

[She goes quiet at that again.]

Tiger, I don't even know where he is. [And hell, seeing him might make Tiger worse.]

But...how did I get here?

[Where did his dad go? Why is he here alone? How old is he, even?]

You must've come downstairs this morning. [She's pretty sure that's not what he's asking but she offers it anyway.]

[It's super not what he was asking, but it just makes him more distressed. He wants to keep asking questions, but...but it's all so much information and all of it terrifies him, and his inability to grasp even the small things just make pushing deeper all the more daunting.

He gives up and rests his head against her shoulder, starting to cry in earnest.]

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