fiddlesticks 25, video from standard coach: open to all

[blitzcheer]

Sooooo, not being able to talk to most of the train that day sucked, huh? I don't know what to think about any of that, but since we can talk to each other now, I was thinking: How about we share where we're from, and see who's from worlds like ours?

And who speaks the same languages too! An actual list be better if that ever happens again, but for now, tell us about the kind of place you're from, what makes home home to you! You got kings or dragons? Machines? Portals to other worlds? Talking sea life? You just trying to get through school?

I'll go first to give you guys an idea, but share whatever you feel like!


( ooc: this is open to all, meaning feel free to put up a post and chat with other characters! )

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[blitzcheer]

That computer what you use to do your trolling with? [ TIDUS REMEMBERS. ]

What's the big secret for with magic though? They don't want everyone using it or somethin'?

[dredefulchilde]

Usually.

Not everyone has magic. Only a very, very small minority do, and the witches, especially, remember what it was like to be hunted to near extinction by frightened, ignorant humans. Other magical races, as well. It’s far better to live in the shadows, they think.

I used to be quite friendly with several people on the Council, but now that I’m a thoroughly average human myself, I can’t imagine that they’d react very well to me. I had something of a reputation, and I can no longer maintain it. Alas.

[blitzcheer]

[ Now that he's 'thoroughly average human'... ]

...Are you one of those people who look ten, but are actually hundreds of years old?

[ He's met one already. He can't believe he's meeting another! ]

[dredefulchilde]

[That’s a rather sinister looking grin on such a tiny, angelic face.]

Well spotted. I’m 681, at last count. But then I died and the train saw fit to bring me back as a human and not the monster I once was. So I suppose I am ten years old as well.

[blitzcheer]

[ Pleeeeasssee chill out face?? That gets an 'ummm' kind of expression out of Tidus. ]

Uhhh...huh? This is too weird... [ mumblemumble. ]

There's another girl like you... I mean, I dunno where she's from, but she's actually really old too? Sakura. She's got pink hair if you see her. Don't know if you're into...talking to old young-looking people or anything.

[dredefulchilde]

[Joss smiles and suddenly he’s a smol again. Totally innocent! No homicidal urges here, no siree.]

I haven’t yet had the pleasure. Really, since I’m fully human again for the first time in seven centuries, I suppose I’m much more of a kid than I used to be. I’ve even started growing again. I’ll grow up, get old, and die—hopefully of fantastically old age. I’m not what I used to be anymore.

[blitzcheer]

[ Not what he used to be... ]

Does...dying making you human make sense to you? That seems...weird. If you weren't human before...

[ Why now? ]

[dredefulchilde]

I was born human. When I was ten years old, I was dying of bubonic plague when a woman who had been assigned to nurse me decided to turn me into a vampire. That was about 670 years ago, and it was my first death. After I was reborn as a vampire, I was frozen. I didn’t age a day beyond my moment of death.

My second death came a little over a month ago, when we were on the mission to the space station. I was murdered: shot through the chest by a saboteur. Since my heart was destroyed, I died. I woke up in the baggage car a few days later, fully human. As far as I can tell, my second death broke the vampire curse, so I revived as the person I’d been before being turned. Just without the bubonic plague, than God.

[blitzcheer]

...T-that's a life and a half. [ What do you even say to all that. Ugh. ] I guess that makes sense... Well, better than you becoming human for no reason.

[ Did he even want to think about the possibility of becoming human...? No, let's just scrap that thought. ]

What's it like after being not-human all that time?

[dredefulchilde]

I would imagine that I am something of an outlier in this regard. It’s supposed to be impossible to break the curse.

[But, thanks to his otherworldly travels, here he is: ten years old and completely, irrevocably, human.]

It’s strange. Imagine, if you will, that you’re used to all of your senses being so heightened that the feedback is almost maddening. You can see the heat signatures around living beings. You can hear heartbeats, smell fear. You’re far faster and far stronger than a grown man even though you’re a fraction of the size.

And then you wake up one day and...nothing. You feel deafened and blinded. Your body no longer reacts the way it’s supposed to. You’ve gone from near immortality to completely mundane childhood, and you’ve suddenly been saddled with spectacles and an asthma inhaler to add insult to injury.

That’s how the last month has gone, for me.

[blitzcheer]

[ Well that's...a bummer in some senses. In a lot, by the sounds of it. ]

There any positives so far? [ He asks, somewhat joking as a contrast to the mood put forth. ] The smelling and hearing everything must be something of a relief.

[ At least some tiny positive. ]

[dredefulchilde]

[Positives? He has to think for a moment.]

I suppose that finally being able to get taller and ultimately go through puberty is something of a benefit. I've been ten years old for six hundred and seventy years.

[blitzcheer]

Man, talk about the worst age to get stuck at! But I dunno if I'd want to've been around for hundreds of years and then deal with puberty...

Good luck with that!

[ He'd make jokes if the guy still didn't look ten. ]