Cassandra "scoffs with compassion" Igarashi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2018-12-12 10:53 pm
queenofseers) wrote in maskormenace2018-12-12 10:53 pm
Entry tags:
- !mirror,
- anakin skywalker | darth vader,
- brandon heat | n/a,
- haru okumura | noir,
- kylo ren | jedi-killer,
- proinsias cassidy | n/a,
- ronan lynch | greywaren,
- sabrina spellman | n/a,
- † cassandra igarashi | n/a,
- † david blake | woden,
- † david klein | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † kanaya maryam-lalonde | psychopomp,
- † lestat de lioncourt | n/a,
- † nico minoru | n/a,
- † norman | n/a,
- † sabriel | abhorsen
video | MIRROR NETWORK
[ The feed opens on Cassandra’s apartment- or what soon will not be Cassandra’s apartment, as one may be able to tell from the fact that everything’s in boxes behind her. Cassandra is on screen, certainly not looking or sounding as terrible as the last time she posted on the network, but still a good bit exhausted. And a bit...frustrated? It could be worse. There's a portion of the screen behind her that's hard to focus on, as if it doesn't want to be looked at. ]
Okay. So- for those of you who are actually interested in figuring shit out around this place, I’ve got a request. Or- we do, apparently. [ Suddenly, that portion of the screen is just fine being looked at, where the tall figure and gazelle skull mask of the Psychopomp looms behind Cassandra. ]
We’re looking for magic users. Anyone with... [ She taps her chin. Clearly she’s trying to find the right words, for a number of reasons. ] Offensive abilities. Or some sort of psychic powers. [ Psychopomp raises one finger, interjecting from behind her: ] Not offensive, as such. The abilities we seek have to do with the mind, particularly in the binding together of them.
God. Fine, yeah, what they said. It’s all abstract anyway, fucking...supernatural bullshit. [ She waves a hand around, as if that’ll assist her point. ] What we’re saying is we need some help on a project. A big one. So if you can do that- and if you’re willing to do it with pretty fucking high stakes- let us know.
Be warned, when we speak of high stakes, we mean the highest of stakes in this land. We mean to mitigate them, with thy help, and perhaps they will be reduced for thee enough to be as naught, but this task is not for such that cannot steel themselves to such a task. If thou art serious, we appreciate thy inquiry.
...They mean you could get hurt, if you need a translation. [ She’s a journalist. She likes blunt language. ] Oh- and if you want something a little less dangerous, we could use some help with a survey, too. Much less potentially deadly. Thanks in advance to those of you who actually give a shit, I guess.
[ ooc: Plain text is Cassandra, bolded is Psychopomp/glowsferatu. Replies will come from both! ]
Okay. So- for those of you who are actually interested in figuring shit out around this place, I’ve got a request. Or- we do, apparently. [ Suddenly, that portion of the screen is just fine being looked at, where the tall figure and gazelle skull mask of the Psychopomp looms behind Cassandra. ]
We’re looking for magic users. Anyone with... [ She taps her chin. Clearly she’s trying to find the right words, for a number of reasons. ] Offensive abilities. Or some sort of psychic powers. [ Psychopomp raises one finger, interjecting from behind her: ] Not offensive, as such. The abilities we seek have to do with the mind, particularly in the binding together of them.
God. Fine, yeah, what they said. It’s all abstract anyway, fucking...supernatural bullshit. [ She waves a hand around, as if that’ll assist her point. ] What we’re saying is we need some help on a project. A big one. So if you can do that- and if you’re willing to do it with pretty fucking high stakes- let us know.
Be warned, when we speak of high stakes, we mean the highest of stakes in this land. We mean to mitigate them, with thy help, and perhaps they will be reduced for thee enough to be as naught, but this task is not for such that cannot steel themselves to such a task. If thou art serious, we appreciate thy inquiry.
...They mean you could get hurt, if you need a translation. [ She’s a journalist. She likes blunt language. ] Oh- and if you want something a little less dangerous, we could use some help with a survey, too. Much less potentially deadly. Thanks in advance to those of you who actually give a shit, I guess.
[ ooc: Plain text is Cassandra, bolded is Psychopomp/
glowsferatu. Replies will come from both! ]
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[ A note of frustration bleeds into their voice. How could someone pay so little attention at a time like this? imPorts being self-absorbed is par for the course, but can so many people just not care that the world's trying to end? ]
Dost thou really know nothing of the vessel that hath stolen thee here, and the powers that command it? Of the sword that hangs above this world, waiting to descend and end all life here?
Art thou truly so bloody useless?!
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[Yes. He probably he.]
You quotin' Shakespeare or somethin' there, mate? Lost me around the "Dust thou" thing.
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My question was rhetorical, but I will take this answer as a resounding "yes".
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Look, love, I just don't really give a shite about all this Fate stuff, that's all. What's the point in it all? If they wanna eat a planet, then they'll eat a planet.
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When thou offerest so little effort to the world, why should effort be extended towards thee? Should Atropos descend upon us, I pray she eateth thee first.
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