Ill Met By Moo-Light

[aelwyn_aberration]

Who: Aelwyn Abernant & YOU?
When: 4th of September, two days after the last night of the circus.
Where: Holy Cow Ice Cream Cafe
Summary: A meeting, away from the prying eyes of ADI.
Warnings: TBA?



[Aelwyn mentioned offhand that they should discuss a plan of attack in person, away from the prying ever-present eyes of the ADI. Pretty early in the morning she tells a few people she thinks are tight with enough people to make a meeting work without having to go through the regular channels and one things leads to another and eventually, a meeting is organized.

At an Ice Cream place, which, to be fair, makes a really good milkshake. Aelwyn arrived here extra early, just to check that she managed to actually book the place and keep it away from prying eyes. Luckily, it seems that whatever money she has, it's good enough to afford one booking.

So she's there, at the table, a cup of ice cream in her hand.]

I think we've all got out suspicions, right? And I'd say a lot of us are sick of not knowing when we're being watched by those who claim to be protecting us.

Who wants to start? [Logically, she knows she should, but she's a dramatic bitch, so why should she.]

Comments

[aelwyn_aberration]

Seems pretty obvious at this point that our Fenix and Charles Moore are one and the same. It's interesting though, that even though a lot of the acts are aligned with the fire god itself, there's also a lot of other things completely unrelated to the Desolation.

Toys filled with insects, the long pig, the Mirror Maze. Perhaps Fenix is branching out.

[marmoron]

Is that speculation or is that a fact?

[ like has anyone managed to dig up pics of Moore to confirm or... ]

And what exactly do you think the goal is there? Gathering an avatar zoo to what end?

[aelwyn_aberration]

Speculation, but it seems like a pretty obvious connection. I know it's not entirely the same but there are liches in my world who take on new identities after staging their own death. It could be wrong, but I think it's likely that Charles Moore shed his identity to control the circus once more.

But I have a theory. It's less a zoo, and more a farm. He takes people already touched by these entities, like myself or like any of us that have already been assigned a patron against our will, and takes them the extra mile to becoming avatars. What he intends to do with them is another matter, but he definitely pushed Pyre into that role intentionally. My guess as to the purpose behind all this is to create formidable monsters that are primarilly loyal to him. But it could be anything, creating chaos, amusement, making avatar soup... [She shrugs.]

[marmoron]

If it's speculation, you shouldn't be talking about it like it's fact.

[ a beat, frowning. ]

Can't say that people do that where I'm from. But there's this substance called quintessence that can prolong your lifespan. I know at least one alien who's used it to live well past ten thousand years. But that whole being reborn thing might fit decently with your theory. Might be able to get an answer if we can figure out where in Maine Moore was allegedly buried.
is he suggesting grave robbing? yeah maybe. ]

But is that even sustainable? These Avatars -- they're not entirely human, are they? How are you supposed to maintain loyalty when what you're dealing with is a being that just -- [ needs to feed off fear? ah. the circus. he trails off, thinking. ]

Look, I don't know what it means to be an Avatar or Entity aligned. What even happens if you don't feed?

[aelwyn_aberration]

[...Bitch?? She's treating it like fact because she's right. This is why she doesn't respect men.]

I wonder if ADI has records of that kind of thing. Or if it's a matter of public record... I'm sure we can find it. We'll make a day trip out of it.

[She frowns, scratching her chin.] On that, I'm not sure. I know that I just can't use my magic all that well. But there's an avatar at the flophouse, right? Maybe we can ask them.