Entry tags:
- ange ushiromiya: jelle,
- anna amarande: celene,
- bolin: andi,
- darth maul: shade,
- diluc ragnvindr: samuel,
- fern: pan,
- kainé: ava,
- keith: sailor g,
- lance: charley,
- luz noceda: pedro,
- makoto kino: mesi,
- ruby rose: josh,
- sansa stark: lindsey,
- shōyō hinata: owlie,
- takashi 'shiro' shirogane: red,
- tinya wazzo: argustar,
- uchiha sasuke: simcha,
- varian: tf
video -> voice | un: sharpshooter (april 2nd)
( cw: alcohol/substance abuse and visible corruption symptoms. )
[At first, the post opens with video. Lance is using his omen for this because he's probably too intoxicated to operate the omni. Corruption has started to increase again and rapidly given what he's trying to announce. The scar over his left eye looks a bit bigger and his iris of that eye is a glowing, crackling electric blue. He's not looking at the 'camera', his expression trained hard on the table in front of him as he grapples with the pain of loss.]
So… Hunk's gone… [In real time, the scar over his eye grows length-wise and cracks open horizontally and the darkness of space seems to be underneath: black void with stars and a nebula. The glowing light of his eye flashes brighter and seems to overtake the rest of his eye.] …baaaack to th' sea.
[His speech is a bit slurred and his hand comes up to his forehead as he leans to brace his elbow on the table. He looks at his omen and his brow furrows.] Valor, this's audio, right?
[What sounds like an 'oops' comes from his omen and then the video cuts out. There's the sound of a heavy, rattled breath being let out from Lance before he continues.] Whatever, not like it matters, [snort] as if I'm even gonna remember, right?
…Oh yeah… anyone in town got some memory findin' powers? I'm missin' some, so I need you to like… reach into my head hole or whatever.
[A breath is heaved, but it sounds shallow and wet, like there's something wrong with his lungs. Then the sound of a glass clinking on something.] Anyway, here's to th' ocean! I'm gon' go yell at her to give me my bro back. Later.
[There's the sound of a scraping chair as he gets up, and then the loud thump and crash of someone immediately fumbling their footing because they're too messed up and falling to the floor.] Oww…
[At first, the post opens with video. Lance is using his omen for this because he's probably too intoxicated to operate the omni. Corruption has started to increase again and rapidly given what he's trying to announce. The scar over his left eye looks a bit bigger and his iris of that eye is a glowing, crackling electric blue. He's not looking at the 'camera', his expression trained hard on the table in front of him as he grapples with the pain of loss.]
So… Hunk's gone… [In real time, the scar over his eye grows length-wise and cracks open horizontally and the darkness of space seems to be underneath: black void with stars and a nebula. The glowing light of his eye flashes brighter and seems to overtake the rest of his eye.] …baaaack to th' sea.
[His speech is a bit slurred and his hand comes up to his forehead as he leans to brace his elbow on the table. He looks at his omen and his brow furrows.] Valor, this's audio, right?
[What sounds like an 'oops' comes from his omen and then the video cuts out. There's the sound of a heavy, rattled breath being let out from Lance before he continues.] Whatever, not like it matters, [snort] as if I'm even gonna remember, right?
…Oh yeah… anyone in town got some memory findin' powers? I'm missin' some, so I need you to like… reach into my head hole or whatever.
[A breath is heaved, but it sounds shallow and wet, like there's something wrong with his lungs. Then the sound of a glass clinking on something.] Anyway, here's to th' ocean! I'm gon' go yell at her to give me my bro back. Later.
[There's the sound of a scraping chair as he gets up, and then the loud thump and crash of someone immediately fumbling their footing because they're too messed up and falling to the floor.] Oww…
video; un: lady
Ser Lance, I think it would be well if you met with Knight again. Would you like to meet us at the Rookery, or would you prefer that we come to you?
voice
Oh heeey, I forgot 'bout your deer dog… dog deer? Doer… deeg… whatever, we'll workshop it.
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What were we talkin' bout?
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[ action | beach ]
And, honestly... even without using his Omen, Keith had a feeling that's where Lance would have gone... and the yelling in the distance kind of confirmed his hunch.
Keith gave a hefty sigh to settle his own nerves. Yes, he was going to miss having Hunk around, too, but he knew that Lance and Hunk were best friends. While Keith appreciated Hunk, and how the Yellow Paladin had reached out to him first to try including him in with the rest of the group and making friends with him, Keith knew that Lance had to come first right now. Because, also... what the corruption was doing... that was definitely worrying, and Keith really didn't want Lance to get too far down that route. He needed to try to talk him back.
He stepped out on to the sand, Kosmo at his side to provide comforting furry hugs if needed (not that Keith would admit to take advantage of that himself a few times... maybe more than a few...), and stopped nearby, waiting for a break in Lance's yelling at the ocean before speaking up.]
Hey...
[For a fleeting second, he wondered if his presence would just make things worse considering the whole 'disappearing' thing and how Lance seemed to still carry this weight of Keith having been there before and not remembering it all, but he tried not to think too much about that. If Lance pushed him away, then Keith would leave, but he had to try first.]
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Though, if she does get pissed, he's okay with the consequences at this point in time. Despite being intoxicated, he's coordinated and thoughtful enough to make his way further down the beach. Without realizing, he's come to the place he turned to glass while he and Keith were joined by the red string. There's still evidence of it and it looks like someone, likely the locals have hammered at it to break it up and start carting it away in big cubes of black glass.
He's glowing of course, that's just how it goes when he lets loose. On the broadcast, he was more numbed and detached, warring with the corruption. But here, he's letting himself just let loose. And he's doing it in extremely fast Spanish while letting loose big blasts of energy at the waves over and over with alternating hands.]
¿Dónde coño está él? ¡¿Eh?! ¡No nos dejaría si tuviera elección! ¡Confiaba en ti, puta! ¡Traedlo de vuelta, ahora! ¡Él es mi familia, y tú eres solo un- un charco! [He pauses to heave a couple breaths and then just yells and picks up the pace and power of the blasts.] AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
[By the time he runs out of emotional steam, there's literal steam encompassing a large swath of ocean in front of him. He is heaving breaths more from pain from injuries that remain in his body and emotional pain rather than the exertion. The tears that fall from one eye are bloody and glowing in the light of the constant moon of April. Though, it doesn't stand out a whole ton against the glow from his powers still around him in a corona of heat and light.
He falls back on his ass and takes a moment before looking at over at Keith and winces in pain. The side of his face is still corrupted and he wipes the bloody tears away from the other side. His voice is hoarse when he speaks.]
…Hi.
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cw: mild suicidal ideation
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Video | Clickclickbloom
She liked Hunk, he was good people and she was at least a little aware of how close all the Voltron Paladin's were to one another.]
Hey. Do you need a yelling buddy?
I feel like the ocean needs to know how many people around here cared for Hunk.
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I'm kind've glowing like craaaazy, s'not a great idea… 'm also gonna call a pthumerian a lotta not nice stuff. But thinx Ruby.
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video (un: FLYHIGH)
Hey, dude— wanna hang out later?
[ he’s a nightwalker. this sort of thing is his job. ]
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…Liiiike more dancing?
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video: un; rosestorm
Do you have someone to stay with?
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Bolin lives with us. Dunno where he's at righ' now, tho.
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audio; un: doublehedgedsword
Dude.... [He isn't really sure saying Hey buddy you aren't doing so good out loud is a great idea, because no shit.]
Maybe punching the ocean will make you feel better? Instead of just yelling at it.
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Oh, I'mma do so much more'n punch her.
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Video; un: darkness
I think you've had more than enough to drink for right now.
[Someone cut him off please. Maybe his Omen can?]
Do you need someone to help get rid of some of your corruption?
voice
'M handling it.
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cw: suicidal ideation
cw: suicidal ideation | private
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Video UN: glyphywitchy
[She knows what drunk people are by now: she'd been in Deerington and seen them both there and sometimes in Trench. While she mostly was mystified at the whole thing, she also knew people imbued to deaden, and BOY did Lance have something that had shaken him.
Luz hadn't gotten to know Hunk as well as she would have liked, but he seemed sweet and nice enough, and he'd been a fellow pilot to Lance, like Shiro and Keith. This probably hit him pretty hard].
You don't look too good. Mind if I come over?
voice
Iiii'm not home anymore. Ooooooops [snerk] I got dis, dun worry.
Re: voice
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voice; un: ushiromiya
Ange still hasn't fully recovered, but she's tried to pull herself together as well as she can - because from the looks of it, this month is just going to need her to be better, regardless of how she feels.
And not just because of the darkness. There's also this video from Lance, looking so obviously worse every single time she sees him - and now worse than ever before. ]
Lance.
[ She doesn't say anything else. Not yet. She's just trying to see if he's even still replying to messages at all, given his state. ]
voice
…Ange.
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this is ancient, feel free to ignore
Video Un: Dawnknight
If you don’t mind the company, I can see you to the ocean. Maybe even take a trip over it. Dellingr is in the mood for a flight.
[He shifts the tankard away from the Omni and there sitting on a stand is a large saddle with straps and belts for exactly what it seems, riding a flying creature. Dellingr leans his head into the view, rumbling low in his chest.] Should you wish to talk…I’m available for that too.
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Aw man, too laaate. 'M already on th' beach, lookin' for the right spot to go… balls-tastic on.
[The word he's looking for is 'ballistic'.]
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voice; un: taka
But mostly he's stupidly come to care a little about Lance and he doesn't like seeing him like this. ]
Have you had any offers yet for help with your memories? [ Mostly curious, but he's sure there's gotta be some kind of medical genjutsu that can help. ] I only expect you to answer if the ocean hasn't drowned you yet.
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Oh hey, that's riiiigh', you got your eye thing. I mean… that really sucked an' I dun wanna think about it… BUT, you did a memory thing, can you find missing memories? [SNERK] Aha, yeah she could do that, I guess.
[Drown him. He is completely unconcerned and okay with this, even seems to find it a little funny ing a hollow and broke sort of way.]
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voice: un: buttman
[Lance's place, he means. Because... he'll come over. He will haul his exhausted, aching butt over there and ... do something.]
[Even if he doesn't know what.]
voice
Not 'nymore… man, 's so dark out lately. Haven't seen th' sun in like… two days. 'M I seein' shit?
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voice; un: grollschwert
[she says it firmly. it's easy to tell what's going on. she did the same thing with rose and she'll probably do the same thing if something like this happens again with kainé. but there's more to it than that.]
You don't look or sound good. You can't even stand on your own two feet. Stay where you are if you haven't left yet.
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I can stand! I jus' …tripped on my Pokémon.
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voice: | un: shithog
Shit, man. I'm sorry.
[ There's a weight to her voice. She has no intention of being syrupy or twee in her consolations. Just an acknowledgement of his pain. ]
You're half likely to get your sorry ass killed if you go out like that. Is somebody going with you?
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…'S fine. I've died like six times, what's one more, amiright?
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Text; UN: Bolin!
He's curious, though, in the way he probably shouldn't be, and eventually circles back. The house is empty, he can't find Hunk anywhere and he's hungry.
And oh.
Oh.
Hunk, too. First Asami and now him. When Korra told him it would be a bad month for warmbloods, he didn't realize she meant him specifically.
He sits with this for a long time, scrolling through the various replies. Thinking. Aching. Sitting here in the kitchen doesn't feel right anymore, knowing Hunk won't be coming in with his arms full of groceries. Knowing his friendly buffer won't be here between him and Lance anymore. Knowing the house is going to feel so, so quiet without him. What a way to find out.
Spirits, what is he going to do. Hunk is Lance's best friend, this is going to kill him. Will it literally kill him? Will it tip him into beasthood? Will this be the final straw? It's terrifying to consider.
The texts come in scattershot, one at a time in rapid succession as he types and thinks at the same time.]
Lance
When you get this
When you're sober
Even if you're not sober
Come home
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s not home withou hunk
[He still intoxicated, but he'd feel the same sober, probably.]
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Not Here (CW: underage drinking, alcohol abuse)
but afterwards? Everything Is Fine]