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thisavrou_log2017-12-05 06:02 am
warandpeace) wrote in thisavrou_log2017-12-05 06:02 am
Entry tags:
- *event,
- bioshock: elizabeth dewitt,
- dceu: diana prince,
- destiny: cayde-6,
- it: bill denbrough,
- it: eddie kaspbrak,
- it: richie tozier,
- it: stan uris,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- overwatch: widowmaker,
- roadies: kelly ann,
- tron: alan bradley,
- tron: clu 2,
- tron: kevin flynn,
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- uncharted: elena fisher,
- x-men movies: rogue
The Hannya Mask
Who: Event Post | Open
When: Dec. 5th - 15th
Where: Around Avagi
What: A demon is haunting the station, spurred on by emotional responses. More information can be found here.
Warnings: Violence, possible death, body horror, etc.
When: Dec. 5th - 15th
Where: Around Avagi
What: A demon is haunting the station, spurred on by emotional responses. More information can be found here.
Warnings: Violence, possible death, body horror, etc.
THE HAUNTING
The onryō starts making her first patrols in the early morning when most people are comfortably asleep and not wanting to wake up. The sense of unease she creates is palpable, and initially she just looks at who is around. She chooses in the dark who she should be angry with, who is a foolish idiot for making her mistakes and who is an ignorant soul who ignored the anguish of someone else's attention. Everyone else is unimportant.
Occasionally, rarely though, she'll stop and look at something. Usually carved or drawn or molded, something someone used their hands to create. The very faintest of scraps of who she used to be, though that's barely significant. There's not enough left of that self to deter her from stopping more of the foolishness that damned her.
The Noh mask appears the same day, the same time as her first investigations get underway, and there it remains, conveniently close to where the Ingress once was.
The mask will always return to this original state the moment it's not being observed. It'll be returned to its resting place. If it's been destroyed or altered or damaged in any way, it'll be back to the state that it was when previously examined (even permanent marker would disappear).
It's made of cypress wood and is covered in layers of chalk paint and a glue-like sealant. On the back is a raised signature, indicating that it was handmade by an artisan. On closer examination (like swabbing or enhanced senses or super scanner) there's a bit of smoke damage, but otherwise it's not been worn many times. The straps attached are hardly frayed at all. However it's aged, it's not from scuffing or rough handling.
There might not be much time to notice or to bother with it, though. Not when people are being hunted in the shadows, when quick hands reach out from cabinets or a hunched form hangs upside down from underneath a table, waiting for someone to sit down too close to her.
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What was his name again?
I believe he identified himself as "Rinzler."
[The Ghost supplies, not surprised that Cayde's memory on the matter is questionable. There'd been a lot of other things to process, like why Rinzler was being so difficult about everything.]
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-still holding up okay? Should be just around this corner.
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[She chuckles, but ow, everything hurts.] No, I think I broke my arm. [Alright, lame joke, but she's trying to not focus so hard on the pain and the panic.] Thank you, for taking me, by the way.
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[As in, getting disks thrown at you. Talk about a short temper!]
Better than broken legs. ...okay, no. I'd be upset with broken anything. Ah, 's no big deal. Sure wasn't just going to leave you there.
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Yeah, sure, but it was an option. I came through the ceiling raving about a monster, with a broken arm. That's a lot for anyone to deal with. And I don't... usually expect anyone to take care of me.
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