tabularasa_rp | [open] November catch-all

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[open] November catch-all

Who: Cole & you
What: General shenanigans
Where: Around the void
When: Post-event and throughout November
Content Warnings: that one statue. you know the one.

Prompts are in the toplevels, but you can make your own if you want to wildcard it!

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[While needing to sleep isn't painful the way needing to eat was, Cole still isn't fond of having to deal with yet another new need. At least for sleep he doesn't need to find anything specific like with eating, in theory. He can just lie down and let it happen.]

[And since he hasn't claimed any space as "his," that's just what he does, taking off his hat and curling up with it beneath a tree in the forest- along with a chicken nug that decided to huddle up against him. With the way darkness blankets him while he's asleep, that makes him fairly easy to spot by both people and wildlife.]

[Maybe you spot his localized darkness bubble while stormclouds are gathering overhead, or perhaps there's the glowing eyes of one of the horned furry metal creatures setting its sights on him and his companion…]

[Normally, Cole doesn't spend much time in the white void surrounding the more real parts of the world. But he's out there now, crouched beside one of the bits of Leo's music embedded in the white ground. He just stays there, studying the music he can't read, until he hears that disembodied voice begin to hum it for him in the distance.]

[And he closes his eyes, holding his knees and rocking slightly as he listens.]

[Cole has avoided Messiah for the most part after Hornet made it clear it was hers, but with the new train system it's easier to access, and he's sure these places weren't here before, and they don't look like the parts that were hers. So it's probably fine to look around, right?]

[Which is how he finds himself in the art gallery. He's not entirely sure what the purpose of this place is, but it seems nice. Pretty. Not dangerous, at least. And plenty of food, though it's not supposed to be eaten, according to the signs. He's not sure why, but he leaves the statues be.]

[He'll stop to stare at the David statue for a while. He's pretty sure that's actually a mushroom and not what it's supposed to be, and yet, it doesn't look out of place. Huh.]

They do look like mushrooms…

[He learned something new today.]

[The relief of the nightmare being over is brief. The way this place is, he can't know for sure how much of what happened was real, and how much was only real in their minds.]

[Everything is silent again, though. It feels as stifling as it did when he first arrived.]

[But if that part wasn't real, then does Leo still remember him outside the dream...?]

[That part doesn't matter. He does want to make sure Leo is better now, though.]

[So he seeks him out, starting his search above ground. He'd prefer not to go underground for a while, but if he can't find Leo then that's where he'll look next.]

[ and i really will do the horrible archery practice idea because i'm terrible

because with how many people are disappearing, leo does have to distract his mind with inane bullshit to try and avoid thinking too much on things that suck? given how his approach to archery is more of a "let loose, let the arrow fly" kind of thing (much to the anger of everyone who actually tries), he's able to tune out most things and hit bullseye after bullseye. it's relaxing and numbing in a way different than music... so.

somewhere in there, between a blink and the next target, there's something between him and the next shot. rather... someone.

and leo near yelps, moving his bow to the side enough to avoid Meatmentos 2: Electric Boogaloo. the arrow embeds itself on the wall beside the target instead, the first shot he's missed in a while, and...

the tension in his body relaxes, for a whole lot of different reasons. excuse him. ]

Ko...?!

[ hello again.

why is he like this. ]

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A: Naptime

B: Respite

C: Art

Closed to Leo

wildcard A RETURN!! finally, im here,