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[as soon as she walks off with the intention of finding the archway, it will appear before her. stepping through the jade arch feels like stepping into a soothing landscape painting. the atmosphere goes grey, but rather than the monochrome of other areas, it's the mist of morning fog, still hanging low in the air. her feet touch down onto dirt and grass. she is standing in a quaint country garden. there are tall, dark green trees all around and rolling hills far away, but in the immediate vicinity is a flat, empty area with a few fenced in garden patches. the fenced in area in front of you looks to be a tidy herb and vegetable garden patch. there's a small shed towards the back of the garden, and gardening tools are scattered about.
in the distance you can see a pond and across the pond, far away, a small cottage with smoke billowing from the chimney. there are a few stone statues scattered about the garden, but after a moment, you notice that one of them in particular is waving to you.]
Hey, there! Glad you found the place!
in the distance you can see a pond and across the pond, far away, a small cottage with smoke billowing from the chimney. there are a few stone statues scattered about the garden, but after a moment, you notice that one of them in particular is waving to you.]
Hey, there! Glad you found the place!
[through the archway she goes! right into a little apartment. it's a nice little place, a studio, with one bathroom and a small kitchen. there are posters on the wall, but they're fuzzy and out of focus. it's nice and warm in here.
sprawled out on the floor is a long, staticky, pixelated blob. just vibing.
it creates a little arm, that waves.]
sprawled out on the floor is a long, staticky, pixelated blob. just vibing.
it creates a little arm, that waves.]
[she's distracted enough by the sight that she doesn't really register she's being spoken to until a few seconds after the statue speaks, but then she blinks and turns her attention in that direction.]
What is this place?
What is this place?
[tentatively, she gives a little wave back. glancing around:]
This is... your home?
This is... your home?
This is my garden. [pointing a stone thumb at the cottage in the distance.] That's where I live.
A garden? But...
[she glances around again.]
It's so... green.
[she glances around again.]
It's so... green.
Sure is! [they say cheerfully, shifting on the floor.] Welcome to my humble abode.
I don't think I've met you yet. Hi, what's good?
I don't think I've met you yet. Hi, what's good?
[ Hello.
as she steps through the quartz arch, she will find herself standing in a traditional Japanese-style room - tatami mats on the floor, and sliding paper doors on every side. there are no windows, or even decorations on the walls. it's dim in here, lit only by low candles and shadows crawling out of every corner. it's very, very silent.
No one seems to be around?]
as she steps through the quartz arch, she will find herself standing in a traditional Japanese-style room - tatami mats on the floor, and sliding paper doors on every side. there are no windows, or even decorations on the walls. it's dim in here, lit only by low candles and shadows crawling out of every corner. it's very, very silent.
No one seems to be around?]
Are gardens a different color where you're from?
You haven't.
[she pauses, though. what's slang.]
What is... good?
[she pauses, though. what's slang.]
What is... good?
[the fact that there's nobody here, for whatever reason, makes her nervous. she's backing up to a corner so she can see the entirety of the room, glancing at the ceiling and across the entire area.
vin your paranoia]
Is anyone there?
vin your paranoia]
Is anyone there?
... Well, usually you'd tell me that, but.
[they roll over, sitting up. they're mostly humanoid, though their limbs seem a little too long.]
It means what's up. Uh - what are you doing, how are things. Y'know.
[they roll over, sitting up. they're mostly humanoid, though their limbs seem a little too long.]
It means what's up. Uh - what are you doing, how are things. Y'know.
[she looks up for just a moment before that last clarification.]
Oh. Fine, I guess...
[small, awkward pause as she tries not to stare and mostly fails.]
What is your name?
Oh. Fine, I guess...
[small, awkward pause as she tries not to stare and mostly fails.]
What is your name?
Huh. Interesting. Seen a few different types of garden, but not one like that. What kind of plants grow there?
[what's happening is vin colorblind this would be a really funny game to be colorblind in]
[what's happening is vin colorblind this would be a really funny game to be colorblind in]
[sometimes a godlike figure fucks up while remaking the world and puts it a little too close to the sun and now all the plant life is constantly on the verge of death, just fantasy things]
Crops, mostly. Grass and trees, too.
Crops, mostly. Grass and trees, too.
Good. [they don't seem to notice the awkwardness, or at the very least, it doesn't bother them.]
I've got a few at this point! Uhhh, Bass, Static, Guardian of the Marigold, Himawari... whatever you want.
I've got a few at this point! Uhhh, Bass, Static, Guardian of the Marigold, Himawari... whatever you want.
[ it might be justified, it's pretty uuuuuuuuuh creepy in here.
shadows flicker across the walls and the ceiling, so it almost appears as if something is moving ... but after watching for a few moments, nothing seems to appear.
When she calls out though, there's a sound like the slithering of scales, and then a reply:]
Ah. I see you've managed to find your way here.
[There's no clear source of it, however.]
shadows flicker across the walls and the ceiling, so it almost appears as if something is moving ... but after watching for a few moments, nothing seems to appear.
When she calls out though, there's a sound like the slithering of scales, and then a reply:]
Ah. I see you've managed to find your way here.
[There's no clear source of it, however.]
... Huh.
[they do seem genuinely curious about this. lost in thought for a moment. a vine creeps through a crack in their face.]
Doesn't sound healthy to me, but I'd have to see it to know. Maybe it's just different places, different looks. Not gonna judge.
But my garden is green.
[they do seem genuinely curious about this. lost in thought for a moment. a vine creeps through a crack in their face.]
Doesn't sound healthy to me, but I'd have to see it to know. Maybe it's just different places, different looks. Not gonna judge.
But my garden is green.
[she steps through the archway and finds herself in a small apartment. it's one room with a bathroom, though the room itself doesn't appear entirely lived in. there are a few posters on the wall, but they are hard to make out and it seems that there is a clock on the wall by the door. there's a small couch along with a bed piled with blankets. the kitchen exists, but it seems empty of anything of note except for one whiteboard that reads: If you seek someone to love, think of what it means to give up.
the most important thing is that there's a computer desk against the wall with a pc on it, and probably what looks like the back of riff's head looking at the screen and scrolling through something. vin is quiet enough that it seems likely they have not noticed she's there at all.
what will she do?]
the most important thing is that there's a computer desk against the wall with a pc on it, and probably what looks like the back of riff's head looking at the screen and scrolling through something. vin is quiet enough that it seems likely they have not noticed she's there at all.
what will she do?]
...Shouldn't it be whatever you want, if it is your name?
[once she realizes she can't place where the voice is coming from:]
Where is here? And where are you?
Where is here? And where are you?
[shrugging.]
Others have said that it is... not the way things should be. But it is normal to me.
Others have said that it is... not the way things should be. But it is normal to me.
[she doesn't necessarily mean to sneak in, but the way she moves is naturally silent and swift. she looks around the area before crossing to the white board, taking a while to read over it slowly before looking towards the figure at the computer. without realizing they might not have noticed her yet:]
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
[shrug.]
Names are just a thing. [they're just happy to be here]
Names are just a thing. [they're just happy to be here]
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