Friday the thirteenth doesn't usually get this whacky

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOVEMBER 13TH TO 15TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
Rating: BUT PLEASE MARK YOUR THREAD CONTENT ACCORDINGLY
Log:






Need a reminder of our Fourth Wall Rules or how to handle the power swaps? Find them here!

Comments

[jurisimprudence]

It's called a metaphor, dummy! I'm trying to describe the texture, which is really the whole point of it.

[She sticks out her tongue, which is just as grey as the rest of her.]

So who are you, and what sad place are you from, anyway?

[eightfoldlight]

[ Yenh simply nods as she accepts her scolding for being so casually contrary.

My name is Yenh Quryoja. [ Which somehow manages to be a two-syllable surname. ]

I'm from Hydaelyn. And you are...?

[jurisimprudence]

[That sounds like a mouthful, but some troll names really aren't much better. She can handle it.]

Terezi Pyrope, from Alternia, which no longer exists. Maybe Paradox Space would be a better answer? It is the part of reality that contained mine and my friends' universes.

[She shrugs.]

But I have been stuck here for about a whole Earth month. I cannot really recommend it.

[eightfoldlight]

[ Yenh tilts her head, trying to take that all in properly. She has no idea what either an Earth or a month are, but at least there's something she can latch onto. ]

You needn't answer if it's sensitive, but what destroyed your home?

[jurisimprudence]

Mm. That's a long story.

[Sgrub and all its happenings are still right there in her mind, and even the events leading up to her death feel fresh. There's any number of answers she could give that would technically be correct.]

Let's leave it at meteors. Things did not get any better from that point. How about you tell me about Hydaelyn?

[Maybe she can learn more about the cat thing, or if nothing else, just avoid the stark pit of depression.]

[eightfoldlight]

[ Yenh fully understands her needing to not talk about it. It was a very indelicate question even when asked as carefully as she could manage. ]

[ Meteors are also a part of all that reminds Yenh of the world's end. ]

[ She jumps onto the opportunity to be distracting, throwing in a sweep of her arms for good measure. She may have done that part anyway, though. ]

Ah, Hydaelyn! Our world is named for the Goddess of Light, the crystal core of the star. She's home to myriad races and cultures, dappled by conflict, but still a rather hopeful place. Is there anything in particular you'd like me to tell you about?