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FINAL EVENT: FAREWELL
Characters: Ensemble cast!
Summary: The final event in Xistentia is necessarily one of farewells. Characters will be given a forum to decide where they go and with whom, or if they want to be part of the skeleton crew that stays. There is also a lantern festival, mingling Tanabata and the Chinese lantern festival.
Date(s): Month of July
Warnings/Notes: Feels, possibly sexual content, please warn in subject headers!
Late Sunday evening, a notice goes out across all the daemons. With critical blows struck against D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. during the prison world missions, F.A.T.E.S. is prepared to go into maintenance mode. That means only a skeleton crew of one hundred citizens needs to reside in Xistentia at any given time. The rest of the populace is free to return home. Or...
Perhaps it's not your own home that you want to go back to.
Hence: the forums.
Public meetings take place at the Citadel, where larger groups and individuals can offer safe harbor for those looking for a fresh start and a new change. F.A.T.E.S. will offer each individual a change of powerset if they so wish to blend better into their new world. Though most of these decisions will be voluntary, a vote of all travelers following majority rules will determine significant changes likely to affect others, such as the nerfing of god-like individuals or weapons, or whether compulsively malicious individuals may be allowed into other worlds at all.
To enforce transparency in a discussion, a truth zone encompasses the gleaming tower, preventing anyone from telling a lie. However, characters also have the option for private meetings— in which groups of travelers smaller than 5 individuals may be able to negotiate the terms of going to worlds outside the Citadel. This, you may do in whatever informal circumstances you like— from the privacy of a home to the local knockoff British pub. And if you aren't taking your friends home with you, perhaps too, it's time for your own personal good-byes.
As for D.E.S.T.I.N.Y., they seem to be gone. There's been radio silence ever since F.A.T.E.S. made their announcement. Any attempt by their Agents to contact them results in static - but not, strangely, in disconnection. It seems they aren't so much defeated as licking their wounds. Make no mistake, D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. will be back. Agents, be ready; this isn't the last you'll hear from them.
Such occasion asks for more than logistics; we also have reason to celebrate.
In true Xistentia spirit, the festival that ensues is a mix of traditions from around the multiverse. It all kicks off with a spectacular fireworks show over the city, amid raucous sharing of alcoholic beverages and food aplenty.
From Japan, we have Tanabata, where characters are encouraged to write down their dearest wishes for the future on tags of colorful paper and then tie them to the forest trees. With a little luck, your character will get their heart's desire.
From Thailand, we have Yi Peng, where your characters will send ill feelings, grudges, regrets, and old mistakes up into the air in the form of paper lanterns. It is the tradition of letting go and welcoming in the new. Don't worry about the fire hazard— F.A.T.E.S. has you covered.
And Diwali from India signifies the coming of a new time, a transition. Candles lit and traditions such as decor and sweets represent the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, knowledge over ignorance, and hope over despair.
It's probably a little more slapdash than most weddings people are used to. When the bride had never anticipated getting married and the groom is from a place and time before most wedding customs people are familiar with, maybe it's to be expected. But, just like them, it all seems to come together despite everything. It makes for a beautifully unique ceremony.
The flowers are a mix of Rosa rugosas and Dragon's Tongue. A pink and gold motif that's warm but elegant. It's set at night so that everyone they both care to be there can attend. While not a full moon, Rose's ears are out anyway beneath a veil of matching white lace. It was important to both of them that they marry each other true; that they loved every part of each other and symbolized it in some way on this day.
The vows they exchange are simple but heartfelt. They agree to be bound together, in love, now and forever. Rings are exchanged. It all goes according to plan, which is probably the multiverse giving this particular couple a break after everything else. And while the ceremony is all well and good, it's the reception that most people are likely looking forward to. Everyone is invited to attend this part of the two's union.
By Vanyel and Rose's standards, it's probably pretty tame. They host a giant feast in which most food was provided by the groom himself. The meat of choice is mutton, which just so happens to be the bride's favorite. It was also a show of being able to provide for their future life together. Meanwhile, the alcohol was supplied by the bride so everyone knows its quality. If it's enough to get a demon drunk, it's likely enough to get just about anyone drunk. Non-alcoholic and vampire friendly drinks are provided as well since they want to make sure everyone is accommodated and having a good time.
The reception lasts well into the night and rays of early morning light are creeping up on the horizon by the time its time to wrap things up. All in all, they'd call it a successful event and a high note to end hopefully many people's time in Xistentia on.
Summary: The final event in Xistentia is necessarily one of farewells. Characters will be given a forum to decide where they go and with whom, or if they want to be part of the skeleton crew that stays. There is also a lantern festival, mingling Tanabata and the Chinese lantern festival.
Date(s): Month of July
Warnings/Notes: Feels, possibly sexual content, please warn in subject headers!
Farewell
a million billion trillion stars
The Battle Won
Late Sunday evening, a notice goes out across all the daemons. With critical blows struck against D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. during the prison world missions, F.A.T.E.S. is prepared to go into maintenance mode. That means only a skeleton crew of one hundred citizens needs to reside in Xistentia at any given time. The rest of the populace is free to return home. Or...
Destination Forum
Perhaps it's not your own home that you want to go back to.
Hence: the forums.
Public meetings take place at the Citadel, where larger groups and individuals can offer safe harbor for those looking for a fresh start and a new change. F.A.T.E.S. will offer each individual a change of powerset if they so wish to blend better into their new world. Though most of these decisions will be voluntary, a vote of all travelers following majority rules will determine significant changes likely to affect others, such as the nerfing of god-like individuals or weapons, or whether compulsively malicious individuals may be allowed into other worlds at all.
To enforce transparency in a discussion, a truth zone encompasses the gleaming tower, preventing anyone from telling a lie. However, characters also have the option for private meetings— in which groups of travelers smaller than 5 individuals may be able to negotiate the terms of going to worlds outside the Citadel. This, you may do in whatever informal circumstances you like— from the privacy of a home to the local knockoff British pub. And if you aren't taking your friends home with you, perhaps too, it's time for your own personal good-byes.
D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. Lurks
As for D.E.S.T.I.N.Y., they seem to be gone. There's been radio silence ever since F.A.T.E.S. made their announcement. Any attempt by their Agents to contact them results in static - but not, strangely, in disconnection. It seems they aren't so much defeated as licking their wounds. Make no mistake, D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. will be back. Agents, be ready; this isn't the last you'll hear from them.
Festival of Lights
Such occasion asks for more than logistics; we also have reason to celebrate.
In true Xistentia spirit, the festival that ensues is a mix of traditions from around the multiverse. It all kicks off with a spectacular fireworks show over the city, amid raucous sharing of alcoholic beverages and food aplenty.
From Japan, we have Tanabata, where characters are encouraged to write down their dearest wishes for the future on tags of colorful paper and then tie them to the forest trees. With a little luck, your character will get their heart's desire.
From Thailand, we have Yi Peng, where your characters will send ill feelings, grudges, regrets, and old mistakes up into the air in the form of paper lanterns. It is the tradition of letting go and welcoming in the new. Don't worry about the fire hazard— F.A.T.E.S. has you covered.
And Diwali from India signifies the coming of a new time, a transition. Candles lit and traditions such as decor and sweets represent the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, knowledge over ignorance, and hope over despair.
The Marriage of Vanyel Greyborn & Hanako "Rosie" Nurumi
It's probably a little more slapdash than most weddings people are used to. When the bride had never anticipated getting married and the groom is from a place and time before most wedding customs people are familiar with, maybe it's to be expected. But, just like them, it all seems to come together despite everything. It makes for a beautifully unique ceremony.
The flowers are a mix of Rosa rugosas and Dragon's Tongue. A pink and gold motif that's warm but elegant. It's set at night so that everyone they both care to be there can attend. While not a full moon, Rose's ears are out anyway beneath a veil of matching white lace. It was important to both of them that they marry each other true; that they loved every part of each other and symbolized it in some way on this day.The vows they exchange are simple but heartfelt. They agree to be bound together, in love, now and forever. Rings are exchanged. It all goes according to plan, which is probably the multiverse giving this particular couple a break after everything else. And while the ceremony is all well and good, it's the reception that most people are likely looking forward to. Everyone is invited to attend this part of the two's union.
By Vanyel and Rose's standards, it's probably pretty tame. They host a giant feast in which most food was provided by the groom himself. The meat of choice is mutton, which just so happens to be the bride's favorite. It was also a show of being able to provide for their future life together. Meanwhile, the alcohol was supplied by the bride so everyone knows its quality. If it's enough to get a demon drunk, it's likely enough to get just about anyone drunk. Non-alcoholic and vampire friendly drinks are provided as well since they want to make sure everyone is accommodated and having a good time.
The reception lasts well into the night and rays of early morning light are creeping up on the horizon by the time its time to wrap things up. All in all, they'd call it a successful event and a high note to end hopefully many people's time in Xistentia on.
Footnotes
- Please ensure that threads are marked with appropriate content warnings!
- The original announcement with some other details is here.
- You are loved. Farewell!
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[There's no might about it, of course. He rests his forehead against hers, and his smile is a little more genuine this time.
While he still doesn't like having to part ways with her even temporarily, making plans for once they're together again helps him focus more on that eventual reunion than the parting itself.] Then it's a date. [And he steals a quick kiss to seal the deal.]
In the meantime... there's something I want to give you. Wedding presents.
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But he's made that easier. He's given her a home in his heart and for that she'll never know how to thank him enough. ]
Wedding presents! [ That's a much happier thought and she lights up at the prospect. ] You do know how I love presents. [ She has ones of her own for him too, of course, but- In due time. Rose can't deny that she likes being spoiled and coming first. In all ways. ]
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Watching her light up, he can't help but smile. It's been hard to stop smiling in general today, even knowing how it has to end.]
I know. [He replies, and steals one more kiss before leading her over to where he's stashed those gifts, taking a seat and then drawing her down into his lap.]
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She's led easily and plants herself firmly in his lap with an almost excited wriggle. ] So, what did you get me?
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In a little pouch inside the lid, there's stashed a picture of them on a date to the Citadel, snapped by one of their daemons, the two of them leaning close to each other from either side of the bar. With the photo are two dried flowers, one Rosa rugosa and one Dragon's Tongue, the stems braided together and tied with ribbon.
Down in the box proper there are three more items: a perfume bottle (the perfume within smells like bergamot and jasmine with just a hint of lemon), the LINKS bracelet from Eudio reworked into a charm bracelet (alongside the Tamriel bead, there are a musical note, a rose, a dog or wolf head and the Imperial dragon, all imbued with protective enchantments. There's also plenty of room for more LINKS beads, should she want to add them.
The last item in the box is a simple dog tag, silver and circular, engraved with a single word: Rose's.] That [he tells her, pointing to it] I thought you might like to add to my collar. [Which, conveniently, he's wearing with his suit.]
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She takes the picture in her fingers; she's delicate with it like she's afraid of damaging it when it's something that should be treated preciously. The flowers are beautiful and the symbolism doesn't escape her. Their two worlds, intertwined. How had he even gotten these blossoms? It doesn't matter, she guesses- He had. For her.
The charm she jingles with a smile. Tears brim on her waterline at the implications of it. He wants her to come to his world, he doesn't want things to end here, he wants her in ways she can still barely fathom.
And he wants to be hers in ways she never fathomed anyone would, handsomly collared and no doubt to whom he belongs. ] Of course, [ she says, inhaling deeply to try and stop herself from crying. A hand comes up and brushes at her eyes just in case any stray tears slipped away. ]
Let me see... [ The tag is easily hooked on and she turns it over in her grasp lightly. ] I- It's perfect.
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That he was hers in turn, claimed in a way he wouldn't have allowed anyone else.
While he sees those tears brimming, he doesn't raise his own hands until the tag is safely affixed to his collar so as not to get in her way. Once that's done, though, he cups her face in his hands and leans down to rest his forehead against hers.]
I'm glad. [He replies, one thumb tracing the curve of her cheek.] I'd like you to take Dragonbane with you as well, but it didn't seem... entirely appropriate, to bring that here.
[That, of course, being a katana specially enchanted for dragon-slaying. The Blades likely won't be happy with him for it, but her safety matters far more to him than their opinion ever has.]
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Maybe she is someone worth something after all.
As their foreheads touch and he says that, she can't help but give a little laugh. Of course, it's followed by a sniffle as she still fights back the urge to cry. They're good tears, of course, but still. ]
Not quite, [ she agrees but smiles all the same as she says it. ] But I appreciate it. It should come in handy for what's to come. [ And while she doesn't really want to dwell on that inevitability, well... It's still a very real and present thought that they're both being faced with. They may be separated but hopefully it won't be permanent. With the means to see each other again, with all the magic and knowledge between their universes-
They'll find a way after all. They have to. ]
But hopefully I can deal with all that sooner rather than later and you won't be in too much trouble for letting me borrow it.
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His smile widens as she laughs; mission accomplished, then. And if his eyes are just as suspiciously bright as hers... well, that's not so surprising.]
You need it more than I do. [He, after all, has other tools for slaying dragons now, in the form of two very handy Shouts. And if he could teach her those as well, he would have done.] So frankly, I could not care less if the Blades take issue it.
[Thanks to the drift, she got to see firsthand how fraught his interactions with the surviving Blades have been. Rose's safety will always, always trump their petty concerns.]
&wrapped?! finally?! oh my god
I'll definitely have to do some explaining when I get home, I guess. [ A lot. Still, hopefully someday Vanyel will be able to visit her world himself and help fill in the pieces she can't. Someday, they'll be able to see each other's respective homes and their lives will become even more intertwined in ways she hadn't ever fathomed.
When Rose started life in Eudio, she had imagined that there was no place for her in the multiverse. At one point, she'd even wanted to erase herself from it. But then she met Vanyel. Magnus. Alec. Rafaello. Vex. Caleb. Kavinsky. So many people who made her realize that she was worth a place in this grand scheme, that she was worth something.
She doesn't even know how she'll be able to convey how much it's meant to her, knowing them all. How they'd changed her life in no shortage of ways for the better and how difficult it is to say good-bye to it all. ] Thank you, [ she says. For everything, she means. ] No matter what happens, know I love you. I always will.