[ it's not growing out of the pool of people, but instead embedded in the chest of small ball-jointed doll with brown hair and a pretty frilly dress. it definitely does not look like it belongs here give how it'll look untouched by the horrific scene around it. if anything, it'll look like it was placed here purposefully for someone to find.
the light itself seemingly harmless. probably harmless. ]
[ anyways a 20 means he immediately picks up the doll, flower and all and adopts it into his family. idk. fight him, Childermass, the doll is his now. ]
[ c....congrats on the doll ludger??? it doesn't necessarily do anything to him.
except well. maybe he should be kind of careful of where the blue gem is touching him because wherever it touches him will start to cause that surface to melt or dissolve. HOWEVER, if it isn't touching anything then those effects will now just be known for later. ]
[ Sadly, having acted in unison for that one moment appears to have allowed the royal presence Childermass has brought along to step back into the driver's seat. The whispers overwhelm, and the king -- queen -- this entity forces him back. ]
Not feeling terribly off from that, are you? [ He asks with some vague amusement that fits Childermass just the same, though what else is said may not. ] You can't be very bright to go around grabbing things.
[ well, how about a door? would that excite either one of them? this door, however will have nothing written on its plaque but will be a shimmering gold with traces of a black swirled into it to make it look like a weird kind of marble.
probably in any other instance, it would likely look very pretty...but for them, surely it'll look rather ominous. especially given that this door is also looking for a requirement to be met before they're allowed to pass. a hefty one, too. ]
[ ...and now it's Childermass again. This is becoming exhausting, the fight back and forth. He'll stare at Ludger a tick longer before sighing and turning to eye the door. That isn't a fun door. None of them has been, truly, but that one the least of all. ]
You may want to put that doll in something if we find anything. I do not like that it is burning you...
[ Because, you know, all the melted people around them? That? But he'll slowly approach the door and reach out to place a hand on it; does it do anything, or does it just exist there, door-like? He can't shake the feeling it looks familiar... ]
[ imagine if i said that the door ate childremass when he touched it? imagine that? actually that would have made you excited so i'm sorry that isn't happening. because a lot of nothing is happening when he presses his hand against the door...though. if there was something—it'll feel warm. as though he were touching another person.
why would a door feel like a door but also be warm like a person, who knows. that's the best (worse) part of it all. and as ludger circles the door to see it from all angles, it'll look like the door that they had first walked through to start this whole thing. just a little different in ways already stated. ]
[ Which doesn't help how off-putting it is when it turns out to be warm like that, as though he is touching flesh rather than stone or wood. More like... a person. Childermass will draw closer, leaning down to listen at the door for once, after all these other doors, and wonder.
Surely there's no breathing, right? It's just a warm door, made of... this gunk, but hardened? ]
[ no, no beating. so we can all be happy about that as not so oddly, there will be no noise coming from the door, well, no noise that would be made by anything living. there will sounds, but whether those will be a blessing or a curse for childremass to hear is another matter entirely. he might like this sort of noise.
as for ludger, the voices of the dead don't have an entirely popular opinion on the flower. while they do not understand it, they do refer to it as a monster. ]
[ dr who sounds wowww Childermass listens at the door for a bit, taking in the sounds, mysterious though they are. It is... He isn't sure, and he hardly knows how to feel about them, but it is not breathing or screaming or anything like that. Good enough.
He leans back again and turns to shoot a glance Ludger's way. It seems to be that time again... ]
If you do not see anything else, then it is time for us to go.
[ This time, he will leave his wish behind. The wish to live when he returns home, to be certain of it, to survive. Ultimately, he either will or will not, and that will be that. He has already given up an eye and room in his own head for a beastly royal personage; time to try something else. ]
[ one last glance back at all the wailing people, and Ludger will take the wishes of the dying with him. they can't ever be fulfilled - but someone should remember them. ]
[ to give up the assurance of knowing that you will live is a brave one, childremass. not many people would think to give up such certainty in their lives when nothing can be easily predicted. then again, here we have ludger who has taken on something very few would think to do.
plenty of times people will make mention of how they'll take the sentiments of the dead with them, but here is ludger doing it not much metaphorically but literally. their wishes to see another day, that the queen (king) should fall (murdered for her crimes, face the same horrors that she inflicted on others), and that their family safe being the loudest of the wishes that were made. he might not think them of being able to be fulfilled but
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the light itself seemingly harmless. probably harmless. ]
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......... I wonder if someone dropped it...?
[ he sounds doubtful even to his own ears though - it's too clean to belong here. and yet... the doll... it's so pristine... ]
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except well. maybe he should be kind of careful of where the blue gem is touching him because wherever it touches him will start to cause that surface to melt or dissolve. HOWEVER, if it isn't touching anything then those effects will now just be known for later. ]
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Not feeling terribly off from that, are you? [ He asks with some vague amusement that fits Childermass just the same, though what else is said may not. ] You can't be very bright to go around grabbing things.
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[ is all he says before holding the doll further away from his body - but the gem has already brushed his left forearm. well... ow. ]
It'll be fine, but I'm not sure what comes next. This was kind of our only lead, wasn't it?
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probably in any other instance, it would likely look very pretty...but for them, surely it'll look rather ominous. especially given that this door is also looking for a requirement to be met before they're allowed to pass. a hefty one, too. ]
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You may want to put that doll in something if we find anything. I do not like that it is burning you...
[ Because, you know, all the melted people around them? That? But he'll slowly approach the door and reach out to place a hand on it; does it do anything, or does it just exist there, door-like? He can't shake the feeling it looks familiar... ]
cw: body horror(?)
[ admittedly, it is very... unsettling to watch his skin go taut, then flatten, and start to... concave.
Ludger drops his arm, ignoring the trickle down his hand. he'll circle around the door, examining it from all sides. ]
... It kind of looks like the plaque. And the stuff Giyuu and Yuki coughed up.
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why would a door feel like a door but also be warm like a person, who knows. that's the best (worse) part of it all. and as ludger circles the door to see it from all angles, it'll look like the door that they had first walked through to start this whole thing. just a little different in ways already stated. ]
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[ Which doesn't help how off-putting it is when it turns out to be warm like that, as though he is touching flesh rather than stone or wood. More like... a person. Childermass will draw closer, leaning down to listen at the door for once, after all these other doors, and wonder.
Surely there's no breathing, right? It's just a warm door, made of... this gunk, but hardened? ]
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so do the voices of the dying have anything to say about the flower Ludger picked up? ]
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as for ludger, the voices of the dead don't have an entirely popular opinion on the flower. while they do not understand it, they do refer to it as a monster. ]
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dr who sounds wowwwChildermass listens at the door for a bit, taking in the sounds, mysterious though they are. It is... He isn't sure, and he hardly knows how to feel about them, but it is not breathing or screaming or anything like that. Good enough.He leans back again and turns to shoot a glance Ludger's way. It seems to be that time again... ]
If you do not see anything else, then it is time for us to go.
[ This time, he will leave his wish behind. The wish to live when he returns home, to be certain of it, to survive. Ultimately, he either will or will not, and that will be that. He has already given up an eye and room in his own head for a beastly royal personage; time to try something else. ]
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[ one last glance back at all the wailing people, and Ludger will take the wishes of the dying with him. they can't ever be fulfilled - but someone should remember them. ]
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plenty of times people will make mention of how they'll take the sentiments of the dead with them, but here is ludger doing it not much metaphorically but literally. their wishes to see another day, that the queen (king) should fall (murdered for her crimes, face the same horrors that she inflicted on others), and that their family safe being the loudest of the wishes that were made. he might not think them of being able to be fulfilled but
perhaps it can ]