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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...
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Hopefully not. But, whoever is in charge of this particular world-line likely wouldn't make it that easy. [ A hand lightly taps at his head, in reference to his earlier skill. ] It gets tired quite easily so it might have to do with how our powers are being returned.
So try not to worry too much. [ Of course, if something were to try and stop them from returning home.. with Dokja's current abilities, he won't hesitate destroying whatever it is. ]
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Though, worlds can be ruined even without special powers. I'd say all it takes is a good old fashioned manipulation at the bare minimum.
[ Though. Hm. Laurent eyes Dokja curiously. ]
Does it only talk to you? Or can I try talking with it?
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[ A brow raises, smiling a little. ] In a way but you can try. No promises on whether it will respond back, and you'll just have to take my word on what it says.
[ ⸢Hm ph⸥ ..You can at least humor him? ]
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[ Laurent thinks about this for a moment. What would a wall like to hear that seems like a brat to a man who's seen quite a lot?
Hm. ]
Say, if you have a lot of collie puppies against you, would you be called a border wall?
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Hmmm, it's quite picky, do you have anything else? [ ⸢Sho uld I ea t yo ur ne w fri end?⸥ No eating anyone. ]
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It doesn't take long for Laurent to think of something else. ]
Do you ever say "I've got you covered" when protecting Dokja?
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⸢N o⸥ ]
It's not chuuni enough to say something like that.
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[ How can it not get more chuuni than that-- ]
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[ All of a sudden his head is quiet. ] Its' feelings may have been hurt.
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[ Dokja.................... Laurent raises an eyebrow because what. What the fuck. ]
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Anyways, I was managing well without it until now, wasn't I? [ Mmmmmmmmmmmm. ]
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[ Since there wouldn't have been a reason to point it out otherwise?? How does an internal wall protect you--he thinks it's something like a mind barrier. ]
Dokja, can I try something? Rather, do you ache anywhere right now?
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[ Of course he doesn't go into too much detail. More curious about what Laurent seems to talk about now. ]
An ache? Mmm.. I guess my arms are a little sore from helping chop wood earlier but nothing otherwise.
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With that said, Laurent ends the soreness in Dokja's arms. Unlike the projected path of the tennis ball earlier, the aching feeling in Dokja's arms won't come back. ]
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[ For a moment, Dokja looks to Laurent the moment he takes hold of his arms and watches him closely. However, he doesn't seem wary or afraid despite the warning from the wall. He knows if something does happen it'll react against it.
And, well, he has trust in his friend. So he shoos away the wall's warnings which only disgruntles it with a ⸢Do n't s ay I di dn't wa rn yo u⸥ He is curious at the sensation fading. No, it isn't like that. There was no lingering sensation into nothing. It was just a sudden abrupt end. Which as he knows is how it should work. He curls and uncurls his hands before stretching a little after. ]
Thanks. That feels a lot better. Normally I'd just sit in a bathtub after a long day of resource gathering.
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[ Laurent lets go of Dokja's arms and shoves his hands into his own pockets. ]
Did you stop it from activating? Your wall.
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Not exactly, it almost always activates when it thinks is best but sometimes I do get a say in it. [ However, he's experienced enough how suffocating it has been at times without. ]
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[ That's some real pushy wall. ]
Do you ever feel like it's multiple people living inside you?
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It's probably because to me it's kinda similar to how one normally thinks. If you have a tendency to narrate in your head a lot, I suppose.
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...
Laurent smiles a little. ]
I see. Your head must be a fun place. I'll get going now. I have some things to do at home. I'll see you around, Dokja.