Weekend 5...?

[vellamods]

WEEKEND 5 LOG ♬
Weather: Clear skies all weekend

On Saturday, there’s nothing new or unusual. It seems like the wish granting has been put on hold, and your efforts can continue to go towards progressing the island more. With the museum, Able Sisters, the entertainment area, the garden and more, the amount of development Isle Sonrisa has gone through is crystal clear when you compare it to your first week here.

All seems to be normal. That is, until you decide to fall asleep.

Whenever you begin to dream, your dreams are very vivid and reminiscent of the time you all dreamt about your homes. This time, however, you see your fellow islanders around you. Everyone may look confused, trying to figure out where they are. And that’s entirely fair, because where you are now is a little different from the island you’re used to.

That power you felt earlier in the week feels strong, too. It feels natural. And when you channel your energy…

Those of you who had powers originally will feel them start to manifest. Every ability you had is coming back. They seem a little...dampened, though, like they aren’t the full extent of what you could do before. Those who did not have abilities before will start to feel in tune with whatever’s on their person, whether it be a shovel, a bug net, even a stack of apples… You’ll be able to use them in ways you couldn’t have before.

And maybe you’ll learn how to use that new ability soon, because someone is waiting on top of one of the ledges, staring down at all of you. And he is staring very, very intensely at you. A moment passes, and then he hops down...and swings his net at the nearest person.

Strangely, if the target is you, it doesn’t hurt. You feel the boink land, but it doesn’t hurt at all. Should you choose to retaliate, no matter what you do, the boy does not seem to be in pain either. Now’s the time to experiment with your newfound (or returning) abilities. Mess around with the environment, or go ham on one another! The strangest thing is that you will feel your energy draining the more you use your powers -- which is to be expected -- but the pain never really settles in.

Furthermore, there are no injuries or blood. In fact, every punch, every kick, every impact looks cartoonish!

The last notable thing is for Joonghyuk. If he looks up at the sky at any given moment, he’ll specifically see a shooting star fly across the sky. The wish to have strength is going a little haywire, but it’s certainly something, isn’t it?

As for Sunday, well… It’s worth mentioning that those abilities aren’t just a dream after all. In fact, you feel as though you can use them in real life, too, with the same effect -- the environment can be altered (for instance: super strength means you might be able to lift a tree with your bare hands, with some work) but there are no injuries or pain when you use them on others! … But the strange boy from that dream is nowhere to be found. Huh. Wonder what that was about...

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SUNDAY

[vellamods]

serval's worst nightmare

[compendiem]

[ Sadness is not having Personas who can use Armageddon. Maybe that's for the best, though, because in the far back corner of the island where Minato had been practicing archery the week before, instead of the land being blown into smithereens, there is instead a huge fire that wells up and overwhelms the sand and cliff face, pervasive despite not catching on any of the greenery. The air is sweltering, humid, fire roaring and reaching several dozen meters into the air.

At the edge of the inferno, Minato lies on the ground, panting and struggling to get up onto his feet, two beings on either side of him in a slow, ritualistic dance that keeps the flames burning.

Y'all are lucky Minato does not have his Evoker. But also unlucky because he does not need it to summon Persona. ]

[sugooooooooi]

[Serval is poking her head out from behind a rock. Very, very far away. She starts waving her arms and flailing.]

Someone help Minato-san! And bring water!

[compendiem]

[ I like how in one thread, Serval's doing her best to help, while Laurent just sort of stares at Minato and lets him perish. He won't, though, because no matter how hot the fire feels and how close it is to him- close enough to touch, at times- it doesn't burn him and his clothes don't catch.

He flips over onto his side to see who's shouting, and at the same time, the two beings freeze in their dance and turn to face Serval. The fire continues to burn.

They approach. ]

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent is just here, watching the flames and wow, it's hot here. He doesn't think to extinguish it because maybe Minato looks like he has it under control, but he looks like he's in trouble... or having trouble. Same thing? Maybe. ]

Looks like you don't need the lighter anymore.

[ Who needs flaming arrows when you can raise pillars of hellfire? ]

[compendiem]

[ Minato is half flopped over on the ground covered in sand, but he's maybe okay, reaching out to pat Shiva on the ankle to make him go away. There's no immediate danger, as the heat doesn't burn, no matter how unbearably hot it is, the sweat sticking Minato's bangs to his forehead as he pushes his hair aside in looking over at Laurent. ]

Lighter's still useful, [ he mutters, because he can't well summon hellfire every time he wants to make a flaming arrow. ]

[afterword]

[ At the start of the day, Dokja can be found sitting around on the swinging bench nearby house two. It isn't too strange at first since he seems to be having a conversation with someone but... nobody is there..? Of course Dokja behaves otherwise, pinching his bridge as if dealing with someone insufferable. ⸢Kim Dok Ja⸥ ] Shouldn't you have an answer?

[ ⸢I do n't alwa ys kn ow every th ing.⸥ ] Or you could be hiding something. [ ⸢Stu pid⸥ The Fourth Wall has finished stabilizing! ]

[ Later on, Dokja can be found in a resting area near part of the river but what stands out is the large black wings...? Of course it's not just that, he also has two curved horns raising out of his head and last anyone checked, he was part fox? Which he still has said ears and tail to go with that statement. He's struggling at the moment because the wings look like a mess. Clumps of feathers are stuck together, and it looks almost like a molting gone wrong.

His hands are trying to reach for places not easily accessible with his hands and makes a frustrated noise. Maybe help him? Or watch him struggle trying to preen?? ]

[ Finally, whatever you happen to be doing, you'll find Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk together, which isn't at all strange. The two have always been seen around with each other frequently, when they aren't doing this daily tasks- though also sometimes doing that too together.

Instead, Yoo Joonghyuk looks his trademark Murderous Intent and anyone close by may be able to tell why. There's an almost unnerving pressure that blankets on those nearby. It's as if a sudden heavy weight has been put upon you, but it doesn't hurt. It feels uncomfortable at most. Maybe forcing you to have some goosebumps and chills. Yoo Joonghyuk obviously is having none of it. ] Kim Dokja.

[ Dokja, meanwhile. ] What? I'm being careful with it.

[ The third/final prompt is a joint thread with Joonghyuk! So feel free to tag and the order will go (Your character) > Yoo Joonghyuk > Kim Dokja. ]

river

[sugooooooooi]

Minato-san!

[Serval waves, running up to Dokja, but...?]

...huh? Dokja-san? You didn't have wings and horns before. Wait, is this like how I can jump higher and stuff again now?

[afterword]

Ah, Serval.

[ The black feathery wings lower a little to get a better look at her instead of blocking his vision. Even though said wings feel itchy. ] That's right. This transformation is something I had learned before. Looks like we all regained some more from home.

swinging bench

[conceptualize]

Looks like the lack of books really did catch up with you, Dokja.

[ Though Laurent might be meaning that in jest. Maybe...? He has a smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes as usual. ]

Though I do think even imaginary friends have secrets they can't tell you.

[afterword]

This brat might be offended enough to be referred to as imaginary.

[ Dokja will smoothly move past the lack of books. Please. He's not going insane. Actually, it's the opposite. He hasn't felt his head so clear the past weeks than it is now. ]

I have a particular skill that I managed to regain from home. [ ⸢Kim Dok Ja⸥ ] Despite how mad I look, I'm talking to it.

[ ⸢Wh y ar e yo u ev en tel li ng h im? ⸥ There is no harm in it. ⸢He wi ll no t re mem ber. Yo u wi ll no t re mem ber.⸥ Maybe not. But that was fine. ]

the duo

[conceptualize]

[ Because I want more threads.

The pressure makes Laurent squint, because he absolutely hates it. When he looks up, he sees Dokja and Joonghyuk talking about... something? Though from what he can hear, it's probably something about this pressure. He looks at the ground. It's so uncomfortable.

So, clearly, the correct answer is to give off slight pressure as a Concept, but he can't do anything more than that, because there aren't particular threats and the fact that he's still in pre-maturation phase. But it makes things a little more bearable. ]

Hey, can you tone that down...?

[regression]

I agree.

[ For once, he's siding with Laurent? Dokja is just showing off like it's a show and he hates it. ]

There's no reason to release your status.

[regression]

[ He's... Just glaring at Dokja with his usual wings and horns back. They aren't unfamiliar! He has seen them plenty of times in battle and the like, though they've never been this much of a mess.

Does he say anything? No. He's just glaring at Dokja with a bristled tail and pointed ears. Yes, he can see Dokja is trying. Yes, he could help him.

But

How?

Did It Get To This Point? ]

[afterword]

Are you just going to keep staring?

[ How can he not sense Yoo Joonghyuk? His presence is hard to ignore, especially with the strength he emits but even harder to ignore now. His wings lower a little, despite Dokja seeming very focused on the feathers clumped together nearer his shoulder blade.

He knows but his hand is blinding trying to run fingers through. ] I tried flying with them. It.. well, as you can see, it didn't go too well.

[turntoashes]

[This may be the most excited anyone has seen Lio since arriving. He knows this feeling, the feeling that he has to burn something or he's going to burst, and he's honestly missed it.

First, a small message:]

I'll be at the northern part of the island most of the day. no one panic when you see the flames.

[Just saying.

But after that, he'll be right where he said he was, at the northern part of the island where there's few people to risk burning. He gets a bit of wood in a pile first, so there's a big pink and blue and green neon bonfire, which gets most of the urge out.

But then he also creates a few Burnish constructs, which is really just his motorcycle and a (villager-sized) dragon that he lets run around and spit fire at rocks and weeds while he has fun.

Damn, he missed this.]

[rupturingheaven]

[Byleth makes her way out that way eventually, coming to a stop when she spots the bonfire.

Those colors... interesting.]

You seem pleased.

[jokersonyou]

[Well, as soon as he sees that message, he has to go check it out. Ren makes his way towards the northern part of the island, already seeing the flames from a distance.

He gives a wave as he approaches, whistling while looking at the fire.]

That's the prettiest bonfire I've ever seen. And wait, is that a motorcycle?

cw self-harm, blood

[transfusionem]

[The dreams here just keep getting stranger and stranger. Seeing the things people are capable of makes Adelaide curious, and that feeling she felt earlier in the week just gets stronger and stronger. It's something familiar, and she just...

She wonders.

She can be found outside of house one, near the river. She has an axe with her, held between her knees as she crouches down. She takes a breath, before dragging her hand along the blade of the axe hard enough to draw blood. It stings, of course, but she's expecting that. She watches as the blood wells up, before holding her hand out over the ground. When the blood hits the ground, it... Sizzles. Black smoke raises from the blood and the wound, and it coalesces into a solid form. For a moment. It shifts, like it's glitching out, and changes, but just for a moment. It seems like the first form is stronger, somehow, but it's still... Weak.

Adelaide grins, and reaches out to pet the creature.]

Hey, it's been a while, hasn't it?

[For the rest of the day, wherever she goes the creature is a shadow. It seems curious, watching people even while it's shape is changing and fluctuating. It seems to be purring, especially when it gets close to anyone fond of Adelaide. It likes that you like her! Maybe? Possibly. Maybe it just likes people.]

[conceptualize]

[ Laurent is about to wave over at Adelaide until he sees an odd shadow that keeps changing shape. He blinks. It really must be a day where people have their powers back, so he wonders if she's working some sort of shadow magic. ]

Hey, Adelaide. Having fun?

[lightsmith]

[Continual weird dreams aside, Scintilla spent most of the day fishing; she could sell some and eat the rest, and survival was her only real priority in a place like this right now.]

[As the day wore on into evening, she arranged a collection of skewered fish, along the beach--then formed two quick signs with her hands and huffed out a small flame to cook the nearest one. Picking up the skewer and taking a bite of the flame-cooked fish, her tail swayed excitedly. Even without her job stone, it was nice to feel a little more like herself again.]

evening

[sugooooooooi]

Hi, Scintilla-san! Is that cooking, too?

IM SORRY IM MAKING IT SAD

[seacub]

[Alright, so that was an odd dream. Very odd, and he thinks he had a lot more fun than he expected he would? He sort of feels like he should have been more sad- after all, that stand was...well.

That wasn't his stand, not technically. The sheep sighs, and rolls out of his bed. He's been making a lot of progress on his house he feels. Maybe someone should Visit, give a good knock on the door!

Or maybe he should just go outside. It's nice and clear today, maybe even a bit too bright? He sort of wishes it was a little less brilliant, maybe a bit-]

Uh?

[There are Clouds in the sky now. Just a few, just gently drifting in front of the sun to dampen the brilliance some, but that seems oddly coincidental doesn't it?

Suffice to say the answer comes later, and while standing on the beach, Something stands across from him. Tall, cloud-white, and...

Actually it's a lot less human and a lot more sheepy. There's a whole bunch of clouds, and cloud wool, and the fellow even has some proper curled horns in addition to the usual get-up of tiny ones.

At least his new hooves still have the right winged embellishments?

....This must be a Stand.] ...I guess...you're here for good huh...

[He feels like that must be the case, if he's all sheepy.] I didn't think you'd stay with me...I thought since you weren't here before...well...

[...There's something wet on the ground, but Weather Report hasn't made it rain. All he does is stoop down to put a hand-hoof on the other's shoulder. The skies are clear again, after all.]

clouds

[sugooooooooi]

Hi, Emporio-chan!

[Serval skips over, but she stops, blinks, and whether or not she can see sheepfriend (probably not), she approaches carefully.]

Are you okay?

stand

[southclaw]

[TWO SHEEPS?? Kevin was pretty sure there was only one sheep before?]

Ah! New person on the island!

[obviously, this new sheep has just moved in, duh.]