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✭ Reply to this entry with a character you're considering apping into the game. You can include the name of your character and the fandom in your subject line. ✭ Comment around to others on the meme, whether you're in the game already or not. ✭ Now you have a sample ready for your application! ✭ So go reserve and apply when reservations and applications are open. ✭ Seriously, do it.
Network Prompts
ONE: IT WON'T BE LONG NOW... Well, you made a mistake. You spent too long searching around, or you ran outside near the end of the day for just one more thing, and now you've been locked out. You can search around all you want, but the best shelter you can hope for is pressing against the side of a sealed up building. You do still have your tablet, though. Maybe someone on the network can give you some advice, or at least some comfort while you wait for hypothermia to set in.
TWO: CABIN FEVER Maybe you didn't want that mistake of getting caught outside to happen again, but now you've ended up staying too long in one location, and cabin fever has set in. Maybe you're taking to the network to try and ignore the hallucinations. Maybe you want to tell everyone that you've figured out they're all in on your kidnapping. Maybe you ended up wandering off and now you'd really like to know if anyone can check back in the place you were at for your pants.
Action Prompts
THREE: AN UNEXPECTED MEETING You're going about your business searching what seems like it might be an especially promising house--it's fully intact and there's even a working fireplace with some wood! It looks like someone else has the same idea, though, and you've run into them in the middle of your search. Do you share the potential wealth or try to kick them out? On the other hand, maybe you know who this is, or maybe you're just glad to actually see another person for the first time in ages.
FOUR: GOOD MORGUE-NING You've just woken up in a morgue after dying in one unfortunate way or another. You have no idea where you are beyond that, but your tablet is insisting you can't stay here, so you should probably get out of here pretty quickly. Of course, bringing people back from the dead isn't a perfect science, so you're missing something important to you. Maybe you've lost your voice, maybe you can't remember where you're from, maybe you can't remember where you are right now. It looks like someone else is nearby, though. Maybe they can help you out?
It's okay. Nobody else here knows what that title means anyway. [Her voice is soft when it comes. It had bothered her at first, but she can't exactly blame people who come from different worlds altogether. At least it means no one will notice she's missing her bending.
She lets the silence settle for a second or two before she finally starts talking again.]
Back when the spirit world and the material world were connected thousands of years ago, humans lived on the backs of giant lion turtles, who protected them from the danger of the spirit wilds. They built cities there, and left only when they needed to hunt in the wilds.
Wan lived in one of those lion turtle cities. Even though he didn't have a lot, he still cared about the people and the animals around him and wanted to do everything he could to help. He came up with a plan one day--he tricked the lion turtle into giving him the element of fire and tried to lead a raid against the Chous, who ruled over the city. But he was caught, and they cast him out into the spirit wilds.
[Zelda feels a pang of guilt at Korra's despondent response, though there's little she can do about it. She settles for listening to her tale quietly, her eyes slipping shut as she tries to picture the things she speaks of. It's not the easiest thing - she has difficulties imagining appropriate analogues from her own world - but at the very least it helps keep the hallucinations quiet and unobtrusive.]
The Chous ruled unjustly, I assume? Such a punishment for rebellion seems like a death sentence.
[Though she also presumes Wan survived somehow. ... Perhaps this story is not as difficult to imagine as she first thought.]
The Chous weren't...the worst. [Not like Amon or her own uncle, she thinks.] But they were jerks and didn't help the people starving in the city when they hoarded food.
...anyway, being banished into the spirit wilds is like a death sentence. Spirits and humans didn't really get along, and most humans didn't know how to protect themselves out there. But that's what he did. The lion turtle let Wan keep the fire element, and he found this group of spirits who took him in after they saw he was different. Unlike the other humans they knew, Wan cared, and he was willing to learn from them.
[There's an almost wistful note in her voice now. Korra wishes she'd had a chance to talk to Wan again after he'd led her to his memories, but it's a useless thought now. There's no way to contact the past Avatars with the connection broken.]
That's just the first part. [Korra says after a second.] Does it sound like any of the stories you have in your world?
Not... in its entirety, but there are pieces that are familiar. In Hyrule, the Great Fairies will bless those they consider to be worthy with special abilities, one of which being the ability to summon and control magical fire.
[Din's Fire sure would be handy in this frozen over hell hole.
Korra's tone stirs something in her, though between wondering if it's truly her story to tell and cabin fever's creeping paranoia (don't talk about him to them, they'll bring him here and he will only suffer more for your pride), she hesitates before continuing. She tries to remain distant, detached, but she can't quite mask the melancholy undercurrent to her voice as she speaks.]
... There is a place known as the Kokiri Forest in my world. Inside it live a race of children who never age, each protected by their own guardian fairy and their deity, the Great Deku Tree. Few ever enter the magic-rich woods, and it is said that if the Kokiri ever leave, they will die.
One day, a man who sought to conquer the world demanded the Great Deku Tree give him the spiritual treasure it guarded. When the Tree refused, the man cursed it with a plague that would wither it from the inside out. The Deku Tree then called upon the one boy was not accompanied by a fairy, and asked him to defeat the evil festering inside of it. The boy proved his courage and succeeded, but it was too late; the curse had taken its toll on the Deku Tree to the point it would not be able to recover. In its last moments, the Tree gave the boy the Spiritual Stone of the Forest that it had refused to give the man earlier, and told him to seek out the Princess of Destiny, who lived beyond the boundaries of the Kokiri Forest.
The Kokiri believed they would die if they left the forest, but this boy left and survived, and would later go on to save the world from the power-hungry wizard.
[A pause, accompanied by a quiet sigh.]
... Their circumstances are quite different, but there is a certain underlying similarity, at least.
They both had to leave their home for some reason and they both saved the world. They're both heroes. [There's a sigh, too, on Korra's end.] Yeah, I see what you mean.
[A brief silence falls between them before Korra says, softly,]
It looks like we both left our homes, too. Us and everyone else stuck in this place. You think we'll ever figure out why?
[Korra doesn't think it's anything like Wan and the Kokiri child, though. They don't have a purpose here, not like they did when they went on their journeys.]
The ones behind this have not left many clues as to their identities, have they. For all we are aware of, they could be among us, watching us wander and struggle aimlessly.
[... Wow, that was a dark thought. Zelda shakes her head, trying to clear it. She has to focus. She will not succumb to these hallucinations.]
But we do know that if we do not try, we definitely will not learn the reasons behind any of this, or how we can return to our homes. We must have faith that we will find the answers eventually.
[That wasn't really a yes or no answer, but it's what she believes anyway. Faith that things would get better someday got her through Ganondorf's reign, faith must get her through this. What else does she have if it doesn't?]
Let's hope not. [Korra finally says, trying to sound a little more optimistic.] We'll have a hard enough time getting through this without suspecting everyone we meet.
[That's just no way to live.]
But, you're right. We need to keep trying or who knows how long we'll be stuck here?
SORRY THIS IS SO LATE, work has been killing me slowly
[Just keep telling yourself that, something whispers in her mind. Her jaw tightens as another moment of quiet passes. At least the thread of conversation keeps her focused on more hopeful things.]
... Thank you for responding to my question, as well. Even if our situation holds few similarities to those in our stories, perhaps there is still something we can take from them. Both heroes were mortal, I presume, and yet they triumphed despite everything mortality implies. I am not certain their stories would resonate so if they were as gods.
[Though Wan had bonded with the Spirit of Light in the end to become something not quite human, he had started off as a human.
Korra's voice carries a little more warmth now.]
Yeah... people like them can accomplish so much, even if things seem pretty hopeless. That's why those stories stick with us, just like you said. It makes people think they have a chance, too.
Sure I can. [It's a good way to pass the time anyway. There's a pause as Korra finds her place in the story again.]
Wan walked around in the spirit wilds until he came across an oasis that was guarded by the aye-aye spirit. The spirit wouldn't let him in at first because he was human, but after he saw Wan save a deer cat from some hunters, he changed his mind.
After that, Wan stayed with them for a few years, learning the ways of the spirits and helping the spirits protect the oasis with the fire element.
[She pauses then, wondering if she should continue. While the rest of the story is important to the Avatar's origins, it does take a slightly sadder tone in comparison.]
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She lets the silence settle for a second or two before she finally starts talking again.]
Back when the spirit world and the material world were connected thousands of years ago, humans lived on the backs of giant lion turtles, who protected them from the danger of the spirit wilds. They built cities there, and left only when they needed to hunt in the wilds.
Wan lived in one of those lion turtle cities. Even though he didn't have a lot, he still cared about the people and the animals around him and wanted to do everything he could to help. He came up with a plan one day--he tricked the lion turtle into giving him the element of fire and tried to lead a raid against the Chous, who ruled over the city. But he was caught, and they cast him out into the spirit wilds.
[Korra pauses then to catch her breath.]
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The Chous ruled unjustly, I assume? Such a punishment for rebellion seems like a death sentence.
[Though she also presumes Wan survived somehow. ... Perhaps this story is not as difficult to imagine as she first thought.]
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...anyway, being banished into the spirit wilds is like a death sentence. Spirits and humans didn't really get along, and most humans didn't know how to protect themselves out there. But that's what he did. The lion turtle let Wan keep the fire element, and he found this group of spirits who took him in after they saw he was different. Unlike the other humans they knew, Wan cared, and he was willing to learn from them.
[There's an almost wistful note in her voice now. Korra wishes she'd had a chance to talk to Wan again after he'd led her to his memories, but it's a useless thought now. There's no way to contact the past Avatars with the connection broken.]
That's just the first part. [Korra says after a second.] Does it sound like any of the stories you have in your world?
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[Din's Fire sure would be handy in this frozen over hell hole.
Korra's tone stirs something in her, though between wondering if it's truly her story to tell and cabin fever's creeping paranoia (don't talk about him to them, they'll bring him here and he will only suffer more for your pride), she hesitates before continuing. She tries to remain distant, detached, but she can't quite mask the melancholy undercurrent to her voice as she speaks.]
... There is a place known as the Kokiri Forest in my world. Inside it live a race of children who never age, each protected by their own guardian fairy and their deity, the Great Deku Tree. Few ever enter the magic-rich woods, and it is said that if the Kokiri ever leave, they will die.
One day, a man who sought to conquer the world demanded the Great Deku Tree give him the spiritual treasure it guarded. When the Tree refused, the man cursed it with a plague that would wither it from the inside out. The Deku Tree then called upon the one boy was not accompanied by a fairy, and asked him to defeat the evil festering inside of it. The boy proved his courage and succeeded, but it was too late; the curse had taken its toll on the Deku Tree to the point it would not be able to recover. In its last moments, the Tree gave the boy the Spiritual Stone of the Forest that it had refused to give the man earlier, and told him to seek out the Princess of Destiny, who lived beyond the boundaries of the Kokiri Forest.
The Kokiri believed they would die if they left the forest, but this boy left and survived, and would later go on to save the world from the power-hungry wizard.
[A pause, accompanied by a quiet sigh.]
... Their circumstances are quite different, but there is a certain underlying similarity, at least.
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[A brief silence falls between them before Korra says, softly,]
It looks like we both left our homes, too. Us and everyone else stuck in this place. You think we'll ever figure out why?
[Korra doesn't think it's anything like Wan and the Kokiri child, though. They don't have a purpose here, not like they did when they went on their journeys.]
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[... Wow, that was a dark thought. Zelda shakes her head, trying to clear it. She has to focus. She will not succumb to these hallucinations.]
But we do know that if we do not try, we definitely will not learn the reasons behind any of this, or how we can return to our homes. We must have faith that we will find the answers eventually.
[That wasn't really a yes or no answer, but it's what she believes anyway. Faith that things would get better someday got her through Ganondorf's reign, faith must get her through this. What else does she have if it doesn't?]
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[That's just no way to live.]
But, you're right. We need to keep trying or who knows how long we'll be stuck here?
SORRY THIS IS SO LATE, work has been killing me slowly
[Just keep telling yourself that, something whispers in her mind. Her jaw tightens as another moment of quiet passes. At least the thread of conversation keeps her focused on more hopeful things.]
... Thank you for responding to my question, as well. Even if our situation holds few similarities to those in our stories, perhaps there is still something we can take from them. Both heroes were mortal, I presume, and yet they triumphed despite everything mortality implies. I am not certain their stories would resonate so if they were as gods.
no worries!
Korra's voice carries a little more warmth now.]
Yeah... people like them can accomplish so much, even if things seem pretty hopeless. That's why those stories stick with us, just like you said. It makes people think they have a chance, too.
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May I ask you to continue Wan's story? I am curious as to what happened after he was exiled.
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Wan walked around in the spirit wilds until he came across an oasis that was guarded by the aye-aye spirit. The spirit wouldn't let him in at first because he was human, but after he saw Wan save a deer cat from some hunters, he changed his mind.
After that, Wan stayed with them for a few years, learning the ways of the spirits and helping the spirits protect the oasis with the fire element.
[She pauses then, wondering if she should continue. While the rest of the story is important to the Avatar's origins, it does take a slightly sadder tone in comparison.]
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Her brow furrows slightly when Korra pauses, slight confusion in her tone.]
What did the oasis require protecting from? Other humans?