Ινιθυις Ξασιβυς

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♠ ♣ A Game of Chance ♥ ♦

 

Who: Anyone
Where: Aramid Room
Summary: You enter the Dream World and are given a key. But will you use it? (Note that your character does NOT have to come to this log, the dream only happens for characters you want to come to the Aramid room)
When: Futuredated to the 13th
Warnings: Some characters may have terrible desires. It depends who is there, but this IS the Aramid Room.

That night, you find yourself falling asleep. It does not matter if you never sleep, somehow these things always find a way, if you wish to come here. The blackest pitch and the sound of nothingness is your companions for a few tense minutes; you can try screaming out, but nothing comes from your mouth. But when all seems truly lost...

The first thing you are aware of when rousing from your slumber is the distant, muffled music of a piano.

It coaxes you roughly back to the land of the living, and when you open your eyes - all you can see is a ceiling of pure red.

This is the Aramid Room - or rather, your own personal room within it. The room looks pretty lavish at a glance; pretty flowers, polished furniture, silky looking bed sheets... but when you look closer, you realize those flowers are fake, the furniture is of veneer, not actual wood, and the bed sheets are nylon. It is like a tacky love hotel - hell, even the bed is shaped like a massive heart, with black and red sheets.

Resting on the bedside dresser is a plain white mask, a bowl of apples which never seems to run out, no matter how many you eat, and a small red key. The mask has a little note underneath that says "Please wear when leaving for the lounge, thank you!". There is even a bell for room service beside it - or so you presume in any case, since this place is mimicking a hotel so closely...

As for entertainment, there isn't really much. Just a small television mounted up on the wall, and its remote resting beside you on the bed. If you try the television, all that is displayed is static, except for brief moments of clarity, where it seems just commercials would play - commercials that, strangely advertised for your deepest, darkest desire, no matter how fantastical or illegal it is...

But that's if you wish to stay in the room. You might want to explore, right? If that's the case, all you will have to do is don the white mask and leave. To your right, you will see rows of locked doors stretching infinitely down the hallway you entered into - no matter how long you walk, you'd find them all closed and impossible for you to get in. You could try knocking if you want, but who knows if someone else wants to answer. The stairs to the lower levl will be to your left.

Follow them, and enter the lounge beyond...

▼ OOC : Instructions

▶ Welcome to the Aramid Room. There are but a few instructions here:
▶ Create your posts and if you want others to knock on your door, leave it open. Otherwise, have fun creating the commercials tailored to your desires!
▶ The lower level post will be coming a little while later.
▶ You do not have to play out all the request ends or beginnings. In fact it's encouraged to just use the forms (reply this month for a request, reply the next month saying the request is done) and handwave. However, the mods will be happy to do a reply, if you wish!
▶ To get a new Persona, you go to [HERE] and pick a public persona, then fill out a request [HERE]. NOTE THE EXTRA RULES AT TAKING OUT A PERSONA IN THE ARAMID ROOM, THIS IS VERY IMPROTANT!! Remember, public personas only! You can request a Persona (or two if you are a previous Persona user).
▶ You can requests can only be given to Edgar this month [HERE] and remember you only get one request per month.
▶ You can interact with characters in the upper levels if you'd like, and go to each other's rooms, hang around, have a drink (what is in that drink anyway?) or just talk between yourselves.
▶ The masks makes it impossible to know who the other person is, unless they tell you their names. Even if they are un their underwear. Yes, you are allowed to use a fake name.

Comments

[aramidpromoter]

He raised an eyebrow at one of the first questions, followed by raising his hands in the universal "Calm down" gesture.

"I showed you no such thing. Whatever images you have seen-and those are called televisions, but portal works just fine-are images that your heart called..." Although that last point was interesting. Things he couldn't have, eh?

"The head of this establishment is Master Kuranes, who is currently out at the moment. As for myself, I can tell you that your options for Persona creation here have much broader possibilities, with some slight risk, of course." Edgar paused, waiting for this information to sink in and for Avitus to calm himself before letting out a sigh.

"I realize that my explanation about what you have seen seems a bit...far-fetched. However, it is the truth. You are free to not believe me, but that will not change what you have seen or how you came to see them."

[poorlittleblueburdie]

He certainly seemed entirely serious about the claim of things he couldn't have. And upset by it. Just a little. ...Okay, no, quite a lot.

"Why would I want to be here to-- to create Personas, if I don't want to use them in the first place? It's just another Gift, and another--" He cut himself off there, taking another breath and quickly wiping his eyes, trying to stay calm. ...Other powers he didn't want, though?

For all that he was apparently unsatisfied with Edgar's explanations, the discussion did seem to be diffusing his anger. The air around one of his hands seemed to shimmer, briefly, with some faintly greenish glow, as he shoved it back down to his side, but the distortion left almost as soon as it was apparent, with no other effects.

Depending on how sensitive anyone around him was to these things, they might be amused to note that whatever telekinesis he might've been about to use, it had fizzled out, presumably with some of his resolve to maintain the demanding, hard front he was trying to keep up.

Quite plainly, tables had not been literally flipped just now.

"...So this... Cronies person knows more about this place? And how those things showed up on the-- the visions thing? And..." He gestured vaguely, trying to get the words to come for him. He was probably using the pause to again will his voice to stay even and not cry again, but that was taking a long enough moment that Edgar could easily cut in again.

[aramidpromoter]

Heh heh, "Cronies." Sure, why not?

"May I ask something? If I heard you correctly, you said you do not want to use Personas. Why is that?"

Simple curiosity, to be honest. The idea of someone not wanting to use the power of Persona is, ultimately, quite foreign to him, although he supposes one balking at the offered power is possible...

[poorlittleblueburdie]

"Why should I want to?" He shifted a little, crossing his arms and glaring at nothing in particular. His problem didn't look to be with Edgar here, just things in general.

"I've had quite enough of finding myself with new Gifts. I don't need another. Besides, it wasn't my idea. I didn't ask for this." Or want it to begin with, obviously, though t wasn't entirely clear that he was even speaking about the Persona business, at this point. Seemed he was more just digging his heels in about something and having himself a bit of a fit.