melodiesmods: (Moderators || Fracta Crystallis)
Melodies of Life Moderators ([personal profile] melodiesmods) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife2016-04-22 04:07 pm

Event || The Answer

Characters: All characters who signed-up for the event.
Where: South Continent of Balance (Imperial Territories)
When: April 20th to April 30th.
Summary: The Heroes of Light have lost consciousness and now find themselves in the middle of nowhere, without their Moogles and away from everything they know. They will have to get back home, but what awaits them on the path? For more information, please check the First OOC Post and Second OOC Post.
Warning: Bad things.

Group 01: Team Hijinks House
Group 02: Team Brigands
Group 03: Team Discovery Channel
Group 04: Sephiroth's (In)Sanity Squad
Group 05: Team (Bad) Shipping Advice
Group 06: Team Blue-Haired Lords on Fire
Group 07: Team Mom and Late Sleepers
Group 08: Nothing Bad Will Happen
Group 09: The Hellhounds
Group 10: Loftwings, A Working Title
Group 11: Team Oni
Group 12: Team F.N.T.I²
Group 13: Team Name-In-Progress
Group 14: Team The-Mods-Couldn’t-Brain-A-Name
Group 15: Seraphim Shenanigans
shepherd_prince: (Protect)

[personal profile] shepherd_prince 2016-04-27 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
For an empty room, it did little to put Chrom's mind at ease. Was it cold in here, or was that his flesh crawling? He glanced at Anise, but couldn't bring himself to either smile at her blunt assessment, or scold her for possibly offending the 'weirdo' who claimed this place as his home.

After an initial glance over of the room, Chrom turned toward Robin, about to ask if they should press forward or go back, when he noticed the look on her face.

"Robin? What's wrong?" The tip of his sword dipped as his tension was replaced with concern for his beloved tactician, and he moved quickly toward her. Did something about this place disturb her?
tacticallyminded: (Perturbed)

sorry for delay, school has been ugly

[personal profile] tacticallyminded 2016-04-29 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I..."

It might have seemed like she fell silent, then. She didn't, exactly. She felt it: a sensation not entirely unfamiliar, but experienced only in dreams. The experience of body freezing in place -- the feeling of a loss of control. She fell silent, though she still breathed.

Her eyes widened in terror.
pole_position: (battle)

[personal profile] pole_position 2016-04-29 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"...Robin?"

Pyrrha glances back, worried at the tone of Chrom's voice and the choked off response from Robin herself. It's only a split second glance, though, as now she's surveying the room for the source of whatever magic has ensnared her friend.

"Who's there! What have you done to Robin? Show yourself!"
answernpcs: (Fracta Crystallis)

[personal profile] answernpcs 2016-04-29 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin was no longer completely frozen, as this force allowed her to look downward to see that a long dagger had appeared in her hand. Without a moment to spare, the puppeteer that had taken hold of her forced her to grab hold of the hilt and turn to Chrom and, without hesitation, stab him.

The possessed Robin struck a fatal wound, and Chrom would feel as if he were dying in this dream. Only then would Robin gain control over her own body...
lastfonmasterguardian: (not this time)

[personal profile] lastfonmasterguardian 2016-04-29 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, this isn't funny! Whoever's doing this, knock it off!"

Anise shouted at nothing, her words quickly following Pyrrha's. While everybody else's attention was focused on Robin, Anise was looking around the room, trying to fine the person who was responsible for this.

That was, of course, until she heard that awful sound. Immediately, she whipped around.

"W-whoa, what the hell!?"

Anise was frozen in place too, but only because her brain was still processing the scene in front of her.
shepherd_prince: (Defeated)

[personal profile] shepherd_prince 2016-05-02 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
It seemed like time had stopped for all of them. He almost felt as if she'd simply turned around and shoved him, and that the sharp pain was just his gaudy crystal armor digging into the wrong place. But that wasn't it. He could feel the hot blood spilling from the wound, coursing with rhythmic gushes.

"Robin...?"

She couldn't have done this. He knew her. There was no confusion or hurt betrayal in his blue eyes as he felt the strength leave his legs. He tried to stay upright, reached out to grasp for a column, but his gloved hand found only air before he crashed onto the ground with a wet gasp.

"You didn't...do this..." His blurry gaze swam as he tried to find her face. With all of his strength, he mustered up a smile. She had to know he still trusted her. She had to...

...know...
tacticallyminded: (Worried)

[personal profile] tacticallyminded 2016-05-03 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Robin stared down at her hand. Little forks and tongues of lightning danced over her fingers, like little reminders of what she just did. It took a moment for the control to wear off. As it did, she was entirely silent, staring down at her hand, until the last bits of lightning crackled away. Her eyes looked up, meeting Chrom's, as she saw the life fading from them.

"Ch-Chrom," she stammered out. Pyrrha's cries were a distant memory, now; Anise's words felt like an accusation. She stared at that smile, as he hit the ground, and her body froze again.

Her eyes widened. Her knees shook.

She felt like she might fall. Instead, she took a terrified step backward, and shook her head quickly. "N--no, no," she muttered. "I... I couldn't--I didn't--"
pole_position: (surprised)

[personal profile] pole_position 2016-05-04 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Robin, what are you doing!"

Pyrrha's voice rings out through the air as the lightning shoots forth from her hand, and she quickly springs into action to attempt to defend Chrom. It's all over so quickly, though, and she can't close even the small distance between them before the blow is struck.

"Chrom...! Chrom, hold on!"
lastfonmasterguardian: (oh no way)

[personal profile] lastfonmasterguardian 2016-05-05 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Two minutes too late, the gears finally clicked. Anise immediately bolted to Chrom's side, and raised her staff.

"Cura!"

A small, green set of lights gathered around Chrom, and looked to be patching up the wound. Unfortunately, the spell was still rather weak, and so the amount of good it actually did was debatable.

"Ugh, why isn't it working!?"
answernpcs: (Fracta Crystallis)

[personal profile] answernpcs 2016-05-06 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
The edges of the room blurred as the dream began to dissipate ever so slowly, with Robin and Chrom as the center of attention. As Chrom lay bleeding to death, a chorus of whispering voice speaking unintelligibly closed in on the group, growing louder and louder. Then, the sinister voices stopped, and one single, eerie voice broke the silence.

"Is this your answer...?"

((OOC: The next event thread is now unlocked, but you may continue threading your characters' reactions to this scene if desired.))