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LOG: Raine Whispers | April Catch-All | OPEN
Who: Raine Whispers, Eda Clawthorne and others (that could be you)!
When: Throughout April
Where: Bonnie's, Aldon Pond Burial Grounds, and maybe more!
Summary: Closed prompt for Raine and Eda, open TDM death prompt that includes spoilers, and Raine settling into Bonnie's prompts.
Warnings: Visions of Death, Violence, Attempted Suffocation, Implied Genocide, Fungus/Rot Imagery
If You Hold Me, I'll Be Your Only | Closed
Raine was finally glad to be home from Buffalo.
They'd enjoyed the little vacation with Eda for the most part; the weasel things and unwanted antagonisms from others were not ideal, but getting to spend their time with Eda was nice. The bus rides and all of the exploring they did made Raine feel like they were almost kids again! Though they were full of excitement about the trip, it was late, and Eda had already laid down to sleep.
So, Raine quietly settled into bed themself and said good night to Eda. Their mind wandered back to how they'd fallen into old habits with her again, though. Raine didn't do anything overtly romantic with her, but the shoulder touching, the way they talked to each other, and pretty much everything else had begun to become comfortably familiar.
The thought brought Raine back further, to when they'd stumbled across Eda at the gym the first time. She'd picked them up, hugged them, and kissed their face, all things Eda hadn't done to them in years. They were things Raine wished for more of, but remained quiet about due to the circumstances of their arrival and the stress it had put on them both.
"Eda," Raine finally spoke up.
They only continued when they heard a soft, sleepy sound of acknowledgement from Eda. Though anxiety sent their heart into a frenzy and twisted their lungs they wanted to ask Eda anyways. Raine knew neither of them would speak up about it if they continued this way. Raine felt like they were a child again, having to dance around both of their feelings.
"The way you acted, it was.. When we were working together, I- I've always acted friendly towards you... aside from the brainwashing... because you're- I always considered you my friend. But.. that was different."
They paused, and tightened their grip on the part of their shirt’s hem that they'd balled up into their fist. How silly was it that Raine could hardly address their own feelings without getting flustered and nervous. Whatever happened to the cool, collected head of the Bard Coven Eda had seen back in the BATs hideout?
"Were we...?"
Raine felt the rest of the sentence catch in their throat, and they decided to just leave it at that. They closed their eyes, and covered their face, the screen between them and their back to Eda not enough to account for the surge of anticipation and dread they felt. Not because they dreaded Eda telling them yes, but rather if Eda laughed it off, or changed her mind because they'd pretended to be brainwashed even in Gloucester.
Raine was Certain they knew the answer. It was hard not to pick up on the way Eda felt after everything, even before they'd come to Gloucester. But their shared history wouldn’t just disappear from Raine's memory. It couldn't.
50 Steps/The Game Plays Us For Fools| OPEN!
Having your death play in your head in any capacity was a nauseating experience, but having it in a cemetery set a new precedence. Raine had, against their better judgment, climbed a particularly insistent flight of stairs in the cemetery that had been rather... persistent about showing back up as they explored. It had been peaceful, at first, but there was an eerie sort of silence that seemed to envelop them as they reached the top, and looked around.
Raine had always considered the various ways they could've died back on the Isles- assassination and petrification were their mind’s favorite recurring nightmares since they’d become Head Bard. But whatever thing that gave them the vision of their own death had blown away their imagination by far. It made their nightmares pale in comparison to the desolation that came with Belos actually succeeding during the Day of Unity.
Raine had never seen the green, corpse-like form Belos had became until they managed to rip him out of their body. They didn't know what it was capable of when they fought to prevent him from possessing the Titan’s last beating heart.
Raine didn't necessarily attribute this to why they had failed, but Belos had gleefully mocked them for their failure either way.
To seal their defeat, Raine became trapped in the disgusting fungus-like corruption he created. They were immobile and suspended off the ground,unable to see having lost their glasses somewhere in the struggle. To stay sane they whistled the song Eda had written for them to keep sane as they waited for Eda, or anybody, to come rescue them.
But minutes turned into hours, and hours seemed to turn to days as their body gave out, or rather give in to the corruption as it grew over their body. They had long stopped whistling by the time they died, only hoping that Eda and the others hadn't perished the same way.
A:Raine had decided that they’d seen enough of their own demise. They run back down the steps, too panicked to have regard for those climbing up the stairs. That's not to say they'll run into whomever else is in the area, but seeing Raine running at top speeds down the stairs only to move around you at the last minute isn't out of the question.
B: After running from visions of their own demise, Raine sat themself on a bench. They tried to find somewhere as far away from what they perceived as the beginning of the stairs, though eventually gave up considering the stairs followed them. Raine instead settled for one closest to the outskirts of the graveyard. They're lost in thought, trying to play out a scenario in which they'd managed to fail so horribly at stopping Belos.
Settling Down | OPEN!
A: Raine had decided that, in their spare time, they'd explore Bonnie's. They poked around wherever they could within reason of not getting in trouble- mostly- and stop to talk to familiar people and strangers alike if they're friendly. Sometimes, they'd get a little nosy, and would take the time to investigate people or conversations of interest- they mostly focused on gossip or other things of interest pertaining to the ADI. Raine always made sure to stay out of sight- or, to at least have an exit strategy if things went south.
B: A place of interest for Raine is the memorial room. They'd seen it a few times walking in, but had never stopped in to investigate until that day. They don't recognise any of the names painted onto the soft blue walls, but they still took the time to read all of them, one by one. These names were people that those still around cared about- they were friends, family, lovers and loved ones that were missing or had perished to some untimely fate in a realm not their own. Raine felt deeply for them. It was an all too familiar feeling, and reminded them of the people who had disappeared, or ended up in The Conformatorium back at home- in fact, things became too familiar. Raine was transfixed by a drawing on the wall of the Boiling Isles- one that looked like they'd drawn themself, but had no recollection of ever creating. They didn't know what to make of it, but might bring it up to somebody who walks in if they talk enough.
Wildcard
(ooc: I'm open to anything! Contact me on discord at CatMageA#3680, or on plurk at raineyday if you wanna plan.)
When: Throughout April
Where: Bonnie's, Aldon Pond Burial Grounds, and maybe more!
Summary: Closed prompt for Raine and Eda, open TDM death prompt that includes spoilers, and Raine settling into Bonnie's prompts.
Warnings: Visions of Death, Violence, Attempted Suffocation, Implied Genocide, Fungus/Rot Imagery
If You Hold Me, I'll Be Your Only | Closed
Raine was finally glad to be home from Buffalo.
They'd enjoyed the little vacation with Eda for the most part; the weasel things and unwanted antagonisms from others were not ideal, but getting to spend their time with Eda was nice. The bus rides and all of the exploring they did made Raine feel like they were almost kids again! Though they were full of excitement about the trip, it was late, and Eda had already laid down to sleep.
So, Raine quietly settled into bed themself and said good night to Eda. Their mind wandered back to how they'd fallen into old habits with her again, though. Raine didn't do anything overtly romantic with her, but the shoulder touching, the way they talked to each other, and pretty much everything else had begun to become comfortably familiar.
The thought brought Raine back further, to when they'd stumbled across Eda at the gym the first time. She'd picked them up, hugged them, and kissed their face, all things Eda hadn't done to them in years. They were things Raine wished for more of, but remained quiet about due to the circumstances of their arrival and the stress it had put on them both.
"Eda," Raine finally spoke up.
They only continued when they heard a soft, sleepy sound of acknowledgement from Eda. Though anxiety sent their heart into a frenzy and twisted their lungs they wanted to ask Eda anyways. Raine knew neither of them would speak up about it if they continued this way. Raine felt like they were a child again, having to dance around both of their feelings.
"The way you acted, it was.. When we were working together, I- I've always acted friendly towards you... aside from the brainwashing... because you're- I always considered you my friend. But.. that was different."
They paused, and tightened their grip on the part of their shirt’s hem that they'd balled up into their fist. How silly was it that Raine could hardly address their own feelings without getting flustered and nervous. Whatever happened to the cool, collected head of the Bard Coven Eda had seen back in the BATs hideout?
"Were we...?"
Raine felt the rest of the sentence catch in their throat, and they decided to just leave it at that. They closed their eyes, and covered their face, the screen between them and their back to Eda not enough to account for the surge of anticipation and dread they felt. Not because they dreaded Eda telling them yes, but rather if Eda laughed it off, or changed her mind because they'd pretended to be brainwashed even in Gloucester.
Raine was Certain they knew the answer. It was hard not to pick up on the way Eda felt after everything, even before they'd come to Gloucester. But their shared history wouldn’t just disappear from Raine's memory. It couldn't.
50 Steps/The Game Plays Us For Fools| OPEN!
Having your death play in your head in any capacity was a nauseating experience, but having it in a cemetery set a new precedence. Raine had, against their better judgment, climbed a particularly insistent flight of stairs in the cemetery that had been rather... persistent about showing back up as they explored. It had been peaceful, at first, but there was an eerie sort of silence that seemed to envelop them as they reached the top, and looked around.
Raine had always considered the various ways they could've died back on the Isles- assassination and petrification were their mind’s favorite recurring nightmares since they’d become Head Bard. But whatever thing that gave them the vision of their own death had blown away their imagination by far. It made their nightmares pale in comparison to the desolation that came with Belos actually succeeding during the Day of Unity.
Raine had never seen the green, corpse-like form Belos had became until they managed to rip him out of their body. They didn't know what it was capable of when they fought to prevent him from possessing the Titan’s last beating heart.
Raine didn't necessarily attribute this to why they had failed, but Belos had gleefully mocked them for their failure either way.
To seal their defeat, Raine became trapped in the disgusting fungus-like corruption he created. They were immobile and suspended off the ground,unable to see having lost their glasses somewhere in the struggle. To stay sane they whistled the song Eda had written for them to keep sane as they waited for Eda, or anybody, to come rescue them.
But minutes turned into hours, and hours seemed to turn to days as their body gave out, or rather give in to the corruption as it grew over their body. They had long stopped whistling by the time they died, only hoping that Eda and the others hadn't perished the same way.
A:Raine had decided that they’d seen enough of their own demise. They run back down the steps, too panicked to have regard for those climbing up the stairs. That's not to say they'll run into whomever else is in the area, but seeing Raine running at top speeds down the stairs only to move around you at the last minute isn't out of the question.
B: After running from visions of their own demise, Raine sat themself on a bench. They tried to find somewhere as far away from what they perceived as the beginning of the stairs, though eventually gave up considering the stairs followed them. Raine instead settled for one closest to the outskirts of the graveyard. They're lost in thought, trying to play out a scenario in which they'd managed to fail so horribly at stopping Belos.
Settling Down | OPEN!
A: Raine had decided that, in their spare time, they'd explore Bonnie's. They poked around wherever they could within reason of not getting in trouble- mostly- and stop to talk to familiar people and strangers alike if they're friendly. Sometimes, they'd get a little nosy, and would take the time to investigate people or conversations of interest- they mostly focused on gossip or other things of interest pertaining to the ADI. Raine always made sure to stay out of sight- or, to at least have an exit strategy if things went south.
B: A place of interest for Raine is the memorial room. They'd seen it a few times walking in, but had never stopped in to investigate until that day. They don't recognise any of the names painted onto the soft blue walls, but they still took the time to read all of them, one by one. These names were people that those still around cared about- they were friends, family, lovers and loved ones that were missing or had perished to some untimely fate in a realm not their own. Raine felt deeply for them. It was an all too familiar feeling, and reminded them of the people who had disappeared, or ended up in The Conformatorium back at home- in fact, things became too familiar. Raine was transfixed by a drawing on the wall of the Boiling Isles- one that looked like they'd drawn themself, but had no recollection of ever creating. They didn't know what to make of it, but might bring it up to somebody who walks in if they talk enough.
Wildcard
(ooc: I'm open to anything! Contact me on discord at CatMageA#3680, or on plurk at raineyday if you wanna plan.)
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Clearly. Since she's not currently dead.