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Weekend 5...?
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...
cw self-harm, blood
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.]
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Hey, Adelaide. Having fun?
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You could say that.
[She gestures at the creature.]
This is that familiar I told you about.
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It's cute. Was the form predetermined, or something you thought of?
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I think the form depends on like... The personality of the person summoning it? Usually they're animals, though.
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So does it mean you have a cute and loving personality?
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I don't know if I'd go that far... Seems a bit much, doesn't it?
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[ Is that why it's so happy to see him? And it's purring like a motorcycle?? ]
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I think so - or it just really likes you.
[It’s very pleased, okay.]
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Does it have a name?
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[You know, because of the hearts.]
It seems fitting, you know? It’s super affectionate.
[As evidenced by the way way it’s nuzzling into Laurent’s hand.]
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[ He laughs a little. and scratches it behind the ear. ]
What does it normally do though? Mostly keep you company?
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[She tilts her head.]
I wonder what kind of familiar you’d have.
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Maybe it would resemble a fox.
[ ... ]
A fox that would claim all laps as its own.
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Yeah?
[She leans in close, batting her eyelashes.]
You have a fondness for foxes?
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[She straightens back up.]
Animals in snow are always pretty cute, I think. Not that I’ve ever seen that in person.
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[ Laurent attempts to pick up Lovely by the underarms to dangle it like a longcat. ]
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[That has to count, right.
Lovely lets itself get picked up, kicking its feet and rumbling away. It’s very long.]
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It's a longlooong... cat.
[ It's like he forgot how to be eloquent for a second. ]
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I didn't know it was this long, huh.
[At least Laurent isn't the only one surprised.]
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Do you think it can act as a scarf for cold days?
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She considers the possibility of this, though, looking thoughtful.]
Probably. I never thought to try because I only really moved to somewhere with a proper winter a little bit ago.
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[ Laurent looks over at Lovely, who he's still holding like longcat. He walks up to Adelaide and puts it around her shoulders. ]
There.
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[She loves her familiar, though.
Lovely settles on Adelaide's shoulders, perking up and reaching back out to Laurent. Hello?? Sir??]
Do I look like a lady with a fancy stole?
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