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crypdick[ It's Maurtia Falls on the 5th - the Outsider had come here specifically, when he'd heard rumours of what was happening.
He looks like a a young man with dark hair and dark clothes, the style a little unusual, but notably his eyes are pitch black. But maybe not that unusual for an imPort.
What is definitely odd is the dream-thing he's standing beside. It looks like a man in a hood and a strange mask, sword in hand, watching the Outsider. But there's no colour and a strange texture to him, like an old photograph. Then the monochrome man flickers, and changes into a younger woman, scarf pulled over her face, not quite standing in the same place or in the same pose. The dream-creation keeps doing this, flickering between the two.
The Outsider had only thought of hollows, possibilities, and a father/daughter pair he once knew, and this came into being. He waves a hand at the two-in-one assassin. ]
It seems as though reality is cracking.
What once existed only in our minds are appearing into existence in the world. They don't belong here, do they?
But then again, neither do we.
I wonder, what are the consequences of bringing into the world what doesn't belong? What will happen if this continues?
[ A police officer walking by has spotted the odd pair and very quickly the assassin(s) raises a wrist-bound crossbow and shoots the man with a sleep dart, causing him to collapse unconscious on the ground. Then the dream assassin disappears in thin air and reappears next to the cop, heaves the body over one shoulder and they both vanish.
The Outsider watches this impassively, letting the camera catch it all, before turning back to the screen. ]
Will reality keep slipping, degrading, breaking through the holes in the world and the holes of our minds? Or if there's some way to fix what's broken? Will one of you know the answer?
I don't. [ He sounds pleased to say that.
The assassin blinks back next to him, still flickering, watching him speak. The Outsider ignores them and pulls the comm closer so it's focused on him. ]
I think I'm going to enjoy it here.
(( OOC note ! If you respond with video & wanna opt-in to take advantage of one of his powers, please check out power #1 on his permissions! Thank you! Also, I apologize preemptively for him. ))
He looks like a a young man with dark hair and dark clothes, the style a little unusual, but notably his eyes are pitch black. But maybe not that unusual for an imPort.
What is definitely odd is the dream-thing he's standing beside. It looks like a man in a hood and a strange mask, sword in hand, watching the Outsider. But there's no colour and a strange texture to him, like an old photograph. Then the monochrome man flickers, and changes into a younger woman, scarf pulled over her face, not quite standing in the same place or in the same pose. The dream-creation keeps doing this, flickering between the two.
The Outsider had only thought of hollows, possibilities, and a father/daughter pair he once knew, and this came into being. He waves a hand at the two-in-one assassin. ]
It seems as though reality is cracking.
What once existed only in our minds are appearing into existence in the world. They don't belong here, do they?
But then again, neither do we.
I wonder, what are the consequences of bringing into the world what doesn't belong? What will happen if this continues?
[ A police officer walking by has spotted the odd pair and very quickly the assassin(s) raises a wrist-bound crossbow and shoots the man with a sleep dart, causing him to collapse unconscious on the ground. Then the dream assassin disappears in thin air and reappears next to the cop, heaves the body over one shoulder and they both vanish.
The Outsider watches this impassively, letting the camera catch it all, before turning back to the screen. ]
Will reality keep slipping, degrading, breaking through the holes in the world and the holes of our minds? Or if there's some way to fix what's broken? Will one of you know the answer?
I don't. [ He sounds pleased to say that.
The assassin blinks back next to him, still flickering, watching him speak. The Outsider ignores them and pulls the comm closer so it's focused on him. ]
I think I'm going to enjoy it here.
(( OOC note ! If you respond with video & wanna opt-in to take advantage of one of his powers, please check out power #1 on his permissions! Thank you! Also, I apologize preemptively for him. ))