Event: The Reveal Glass

[indigo_league]

Across the Pokémon world, characters may have spotted a falling star last night. Or at least, one would think that's what it was: a naturally occurring phenomenon, rather than a legendary artifact. Specifically, the Reveal Glass fell to earth during a fight among a group of legendaries started by the return of a long-lost family member. But it's probably best to leave them to handle all that themselves, while your characters deal with other consequences.

The Reveal Glass shattered upon impact, and the shards scattered throughout Kanto, Johto, and the Sevii Islands… And made their way into the hearts of your characters. But bleeding isn't the concern here. Instead, the impact will hit when a character first looks into any reflective service. An eerie feeling hits them as they're transported to the Mirror Dimension.

While this realm can be many different things for different characters, one thing is always true: It is a place of honesty, where true selves are revealed. Those struck by a shard will find themselves facing truths they are no longer able to hide, and now must accept. Fortunately enough, even those who haven't been struck will be able to enter the Mirror Dimension during this event via a reflective surface to offer help. By the end of the 29th, things will return to normal. Characters will be back in the usual Pokémon world and their hearts will be rid of the shards, but time is strange in the Mirror Dimension, and the experience may feel like it goes on far longer than a day. Or, maybe that's just the emotional exhaustion.

The Reveal Glass plot is here. You can swing by the event info post for additional details and FAQ, and play out your characters’ enforced therapy on this post. As with most VR events, this plot is entirely optional and your characters don't need to take part at all.

Comments

[warriorworkhorse]

[Pieck, however, looked around the room at his comment and then back at him.]

This circumstance is strange to me, I'll admit, but given that I lost my titan powers about a week ago but I just changed here, there's a chance you could eat them again. The possible seems to have gone on an impromptu vacation and the impossible has taken over.

[With a few more tugs, Pieck freed herself from her titan's neck, and it was a gory sight. She was left with marks on her face somewhere between wounds and scars where flesh had been attached and her pulling out of the titan itself was a matter of detaching strands of muscle. Any blood left on her as she slid down from the back of its neck evaporated away as steam, much the same as the entire titan body did. There was a certain scent to it - like the sulfur of a hot spring, not exactly pleasant - that faded as the body disappeared.]

Something tells me you don't eat people the same way I do, though.

[bloodysnarky]

I'm going to pretend I know what you mean by "titans" and all that so we can move on.

[It wasn't like he couldn't understand the implication. Beasts that could look completely normal day to day. But nothing that had the drastic change as she did, and the stench to go with it. The steam plastered on his cold body, producing just the smalled trickle of sweat. The blood was also very noticeable. If he hungered, this would drive him insane. But he didn't, and he was grateful.]

What was your first hint? This place, my teeth? The disembodied voice of my former master?

[warriorworkhorse]

The fact that you aren't at least four meters tall, for starters. I've seen places like this before and, unfortunately, I've heard enough disembodied voices the last few days that one more didn't really give me pause.

[If the teeth were meant to mean something, it was something she didn't really have a reference for and, thus, she left it out of her list.]

The point remains. You still might be able to eat him again. And I'd be glad to help.

[bloodysnarky]

I won't be doing any "eating", my dear. More like "stabbing", but I admire your spirit.

[Still, he was on edge. The implications of her demeanor plus this place still made him want to hide how he really felt. Anger, and hatred. Being rescued from this predicament by someone he didn't know, well, he still had distrust.]

If he's even here, anyway.

[warriorworkhorse]

[His being on edge was more than understandable, given the circumstances. She was on edge, too. While the Cart had steamed away, she knew she could summon it back as soon as she needed - but she'd rather not need to. This was already someone who knew something about her in this world that only one other person knew.

And she didn't even know his name.

That, at least, could be fixed.]

What's his name? ...And what's yours. In the interest of fairness, my name is Pieck. Pieck Galliard.