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victory_road2021-10-12 05:30 pm
heartofalioness) wrote in victory_road2021-10-12 05:30 pm
Entry tags:
- allura (voltron),
- armin arlert (attack on titan),
- emet-selch (final fantasy 14),
- felix hugo fraldarius (fire emblem),
- jane crocker (homestuck),
- jaskier (the witcher),
- keith (voltron),
- lance (voltron),
- legosi (beastars),
- mikasa ackerman (attack on titan),
- peridot (steven universe),
- pidge (voltron),
- rainer michelle (the adventure zone),
- riz gukgak (fantasy high),
- romelle (voltron),
- sasha braus (attack on titan),
- takashi "shiro" shirogane (voltron),
- thace (voltron),
- yuzu hiiragi (yu-gi-oh! arc-v)
Feeling My Way Through the Darkness (Intro Catch-All)
Who: Princess Allura and YOU!
Where: Route 29, Cherrygrove City, and Four Island
When: Around October 10
Summary: In which the Pokémon world gets a new Space Elf Lion Princess (again) and settles in... while getting a crash course in backpacking.
Rating: PG-13 for cussing and really nasty Voltron elements... and apparently Pidge and Lance being TOO MARRIED. (Season 6-8 spoilers for Voltron: Legendary Defender in some threads)
A. Guided By a Beating Heart (Network, Video)
[Well... waking up in the strange house alone had been unnerving, to say the least, especially with the woman blithely claiming to be Allura's mother... Too many fresh wounds involving her own parents, or too-cheery simulacra of parents... But at least this almost-mother wasn't trying to make her stay, or drive a spaceship into a supernova. In fact, it was almost a relief to be shoved out the door.
At the very least she should check this network, see how much of this is a dream or illusion, how much a hostage situation. She means to start composing a text message (at least she can make out the keyboard, thank goodness for the PokéGear's translator function), when a tiny white nose presses a different button, and the first thing people might see is an intense close-up of a white Vulpix face before humanoid hands start to pull the body away from the camera.]
Ah ah ah, little one, that isn't--
[The gentle but firm correction freezes when oh. ... The little blinking is on... complete with a camera preview...]
... Ahem! [This is fine, she can salvage this, she's not nervous you're nervous!] Greetings. I am Allura, Paladin of the Blue Lion. [She thinks half a tick later that maybe she should have kept that under wraps in case this whole situation had something to do with the Galra, but... it seems peaceful here. Besides, after the string of Coalition shows, it'd be hard to keep her identity a secret.] I seem to have arrived on this planet rather unexpectedly. The... gracious woman in the house I found myself in... was able to provide some instructions and supplies, but any further assistance- especially in terms of the sociology and technology levels of this planet- would be much appreciated.
B. I Can't Tell Where the Journey Will End (Action, Cherrygrove City)
[Of course, sleeping outside on cold, hard ground for three nights straight with only a nylon bag and Coressa's fluff for comfort was draining on her. Even with everything she's lost, at least in the Castle of Lions she still has the luxury of sleeping in her own bed, with perfectly comfortable bedding and a mountain of pillows... and she's missed having the mice to sleep on the pillow next to her, even with Coressa's company. So you might find a tall young woman with bags under her eyes and a very, very messy mop of moon white curls looking at the entrance spa with envy.]
No, no, no... I have no idea how long it will be before I find a way home, I need to manage my resources wisely. ... Even if it has been ten thousand years since I've had a proper massage...
[And that crick in her neck could definitely use one... Still, she's suffered worse, she can endure this much.]
C. But I Know Where to Start (Attack on Voltron House)
[The ride from Cherrygrove to Four Island had been interesting... especially once Allura stopped panicking that there was no way this three-foot-seven cloud bird could possibly hold the weight of two fully-grown Altean women together. It took a full ten minutes before she reached that point, and even once they reached solid ground, Allura had to pry herself away from Romelle and her Altaria. (Maybe it was a good thing her super strength was taken away...)
But now she’s on solid sand and... actually, this beach is rather pretty. The shore nestled in on all sides with cliffs while the sea and sky stretched on and on in sapphire and turquoise. ... The lack of any of Altea’s stealth predators or rarely-surfacing sea monsters helped with the view, although she’s sure this place has its own odd fauna.
And the house... it’s still so odd to think of her friends being in this world long enough to have a residence, not just shelter. But it looks safe and peaceful, even quaint, and at least large enough to hold her without being too crowded. It helps that she and Coressa have been traveling light.]
So... this is our house?
[Come welcome your old-new housemate, guys.]
D. So Wake Me Up When It's All Over (Wildcard)
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Where: Route 29, Cherrygrove City, and Four Island
When: Around October 10
Summary: In which the Pokémon world gets a new Space Elf Lion Princess (again) and settles in... while getting a crash course in backpacking.
Rating: PG-13 for cussing and really nasty Voltron elements... and apparently Pidge and Lance being TOO MARRIED. (Season 6-8 spoilers for Voltron: Legendary Defender in some threads)
A. Guided By a Beating Heart (Network, Video)
[Well... waking up in the strange house alone had been unnerving, to say the least, especially with the woman blithely claiming to be Allura's mother... Too many fresh wounds involving her own parents, or too-cheery simulacra of parents... But at least this almost-mother wasn't trying to make her stay, or drive a spaceship into a supernova. In fact, it was almost a relief to be shoved out the door.
At the very least she should check this network, see how much of this is a dream or illusion, how much a hostage situation. She means to start composing a text message (at least she can make out the keyboard, thank goodness for the PokéGear's translator function), when a tiny white nose presses a different button, and the first thing people might see is an intense close-up of a white Vulpix face before humanoid hands start to pull the body away from the camera.]
Ah ah ah, little one, that isn't--
[The gentle but firm correction freezes when oh. ... The little blinking is on... complete with a camera preview...]
... Ahem! [This is fine, she can salvage this, she's not nervous you're nervous!] Greetings. I am Allura, Paladin of the Blue Lion. [She thinks half a tick later that maybe she should have kept that under wraps in case this whole situation had something to do with the Galra, but... it seems peaceful here. Besides, after the string of Coalition shows, it'd be hard to keep her identity a secret.] I seem to have arrived on this planet rather unexpectedly. The... gracious woman in the house I found myself in... was able to provide some instructions and supplies, but any further assistance- especially in terms of the sociology and technology levels of this planet- would be much appreciated.
B. I Can't Tell Where the Journey Will End (Action, Cherrygrove City)
[Of course, sleeping outside on cold, hard ground for three nights straight with only a nylon bag and Coressa's fluff for comfort was draining on her. Even with everything she's lost, at least in the Castle of Lions she still has the luxury of sleeping in her own bed, with perfectly comfortable bedding and a mountain of pillows... and she's missed having the mice to sleep on the pillow next to her, even with Coressa's company. So you might find a tall young woman with bags under her eyes and a very, very messy mop of moon white curls looking at the entrance spa with envy.]
No, no, no... I have no idea how long it will be before I find a way home, I need to manage my resources wisely. ... Even if it has been ten thousand years since I've had a proper massage...
[And that crick in her neck could definitely use one... Still, she's suffered worse, she can endure this much.]
C. But I Know Where to Start (Attack on Voltron House)
[The ride from Cherrygrove to Four Island had been interesting... especially once Allura stopped panicking that there was no way this three-foot-seven cloud bird could possibly hold the weight of two fully-grown Altean women together. It took a full ten minutes before she reached that point, and even once they reached solid ground, Allura had to pry herself away from Romelle and her Altaria. (Maybe it was a good thing her super strength was taken away...)
But now she’s on solid sand and... actually, this beach is rather pretty. The shore nestled in on all sides with cliffs while the sea and sky stretched on and on in sapphire and turquoise. ... The lack of any of Altea’s stealth predators or rarely-surfacing sea monsters helped with the view, although she’s sure this place has its own odd fauna.
And the house... it’s still so odd to think of her friends being in this world long enough to have a residence, not just shelter. But it looks safe and peaceful, even quaint, and at least large enough to hold her without being too crowded. It helps that she and Coressa have been traveling light.]
So... this is our house?
[Come welcome your old-new housemate, guys.]
D. So Wake Me Up When It's All Over (Wildcard)
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You learn a thing or two about this realm when you have spent some time here. Though, I do suppose it is entirely possible you are from the same reality as this one--tell me, did whence you hail likewise play incessant music and adhere only to the barest traces of logic?
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[... Yeah no, he's getting a very flat glare back. She's not in a good mood to put up with sass, for a lot of reasons.]
I know of one planet where the trees are hollow and the wind currents are almost constant, leading to near-constant woodwind music. And what might seem strange or illogical in one place could be considered completely normal in another. There's no need to be condescending.
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[As he speaks he gives a curious tilt of his head, as if emphasizing his point.]
All the same, even that planet you mentioned has some measure of explanation for its woodwind music, while this world does not operate in the same way. This music has no true source, yet all are subjected to it regardless of what we do.
There are many aspects of this world that defies all reasonable explanation. Tell me, have you attempted to climb up a ledge yet?
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Climb a ledge? No, why?
[Mostly because Allura hasn't been interested in spraining something and leaving herself vulnerable. And it helps that al of the high points of those ledges have other access points, even if it might take a while.]
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I suggest you take note of the oddities you come across in this world. Or how many are here from the same planet, yet very few seem to be from the same version of that planet. At best this is a crossroads between dimensions and realities, at worst...well, I have my theories, but perhaps that is for another time.
no subject
That seems... oddly specific.
[Why ledges? Maybe if she finds one short enough, she'll test it.]
I'll keep the rest in mind. Thank you...?
[Person who hasn't introduced himself yet.]
no subject
[As he says his introduction, he gives her a polite bow of his head.]
But yes, there are some few oddly specific things that seem utterly arbitrary in their absurd implimentation. The more you observe these traits, the more you will find yourself closer to unraveling the mystery of this world--and the truth about us.
no subject
[Ah... the word "empire" immediately makes her wary again, as do those last lines especially since the name of his empire is uncannily close to the name of the empire in her world. Not to mention his demeanor... it's oily and snide and just rubs her every wrong way. Still, she at least holds onto the surface of composure... she can't really afford to alienate anyone until she gets more secure footing.]
I see. [A light nod of a bow to her head, royal to royal.] Thank you, Solus zos Galvus. I'll let you continue with the rest of your day.
stares at that typo in the last tag...
At least his measure of friendliness, anyway...]
Very well, I do so hope you find your transitioning to this world less than tumultuous. It can take some time adjusting, truth be told.
Take care, my friend. We shall speak again soon, I'm sure.
[And with a rather flamboyant flick and wave of his hand he cuts the feed.]