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[i_am_your_host]

[ OOM: The Escape, part 2: breaking bonds. ]

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[no_more_hiding]

[OOM: Hank decides to go for a sabbatical.]

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[thewidewideworld]

OOM: Sinric encounters a group of northern Vǫlva who take him in. And in the cave under the earth, at the base of the tree, Sinric begins to dream.

{ooc: mentions of ritual sex, no explicit descriptions.}


Across all of Milliways there is a shudder, as reality unwinds and reforms. Those possessed of magic will feel it most acutely.

In the forest, there is a new tree. An ash, huge and ancient. As if it has been there since before the beginning of time.

And bound to its branches is a naked man. Shivering and blue with cold, blood dripping over his bare skin as his bonds cut in.

Blue black lines are painted on his skin, echoing the tree, echoing the earth.

There are names on his lips, whispered over and over in a babble.

Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan. Ragnar. Athelstan.

His eyes are unfocused, as if they see through, as if they see more. More than this.

In the forest, there is a tree. In the tree, there is a man. In the man, there is the whole multiverse - past and future and present. Every thread of was, will be and could be.

And by the look of him, it might be killing him.




(ooc: Sinric is currently on a hardcore seer’s spirit journey. His body might have made it to Milliways but his mind is still traveling. As a result he will see things, know things about the future or past of the people he interacts with. Feel free to PM me if there’s something you do or don’t want him to bring up.)

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[anewhero]

A normal looking human with a long trench coat with a red band on it was about on his way back from a brief talk with John Connor, he looked around and blinked "What the ... HELL!"

I was just talking to John Connor, now i'm in a bar.. area?! He walked inside the door.

He looks rather annoyed or not pleased, he came with a mission from "Good" Ol' Skynet but ended up sitting on a freaking bar stool.

The terminator lifted a finger and frowned "Look whoever the hell is here, one drink please."

Of course, he ordered this drink just to "seem" normal but he isn't a human after all.




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[just_cant_lose]

 
If Jim were a nicer man, he might be more appreciative of the things people have done here to keep him entertained. Take the latest thing; it was completely weird squeezing the Charter skin on, even weirder to find he could fly at the end of it and the most weird that he'd find himself desperate enough to resort to this at all.

Long story short, there's a magpie flying around the bar tonight. It seems mostly friendly as long as you don't object to it dive-bombing your head, stealing your food, or trying to drag shiny objects out of your pocket. It sings well, though! And...constantly. Loudly. Sometimes right into the ear of whomever it's taken a liking to.

He likes flying, though. There's definitely an hour well-spent getting a good view of the grounds, testing how high he can go (not high enough, damnit), and enjoying himself for once.

A decidedly earthbound Jim can be found in the kitchen later. There was a certain conversation with X, a fair amount of silent exasperation, a lot of stubborn refusal, and finally a compromise reached wherein he finds himself in here, washing dishes for the evening. Eh. It gives him something to do with his hands while his mind designs a moonbase. He can deal, and it helps distract from the nagging feeling that he's forgotten something. Jim never forgets things. It's weird, and he doesn't like it.


[OOC: Open all weekend! Feel free to be harassed by a magpie anywhere around the place, or find him in the kitchen.]

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[i_ship_it]

Dodger thinks this used to be the Hollywood Hills, but it's kind of hard to tell these days. What she does know is most of the houses are still standing, and seem like they're mostly stable. Breaking into one is easy.

What she finds inside is not what she expected. In so many ways.

It's not the décor that gets to her, although it is a bit odd. It's the amount of people. People put her on edge, and there are a lot of them in this place.

So the choice is trust these people not to gang up on her the second they realise she's standing here, or hope that whatever was growling at her outside has gone away. Neither option seems nice.

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[fry_sandhu]

[oom: Miss Havisham teaches Fry and his friends some important life lessons. Tommy and Xiao have their interviews.]