[??? Day 465]

[quitplayinggames]

[you wake up.

the first sensation you feel is your key, warm and alive against your chest. you know immediately that this place is responsive to this power, the power of your will applied to magic. if you've started to experiment with what your special ability is, or if you want to, that realization might be easier to find here as well - though it's not strictly necessary. all you need for sure is a question: what are your desires. . .?

. . . you're in a blank white room. the walls and ceiling are featureless. the floor is covered in a million feathers and scraps of cloth, which drift up in muffling gales around you if you so much as move.

up in one corner high off the ground, you glimpse a splash of bright electric blue through the drifting airy debris. the only other thing of note in the room is the door on one wall: it's white and featureless as a piece of paper, and you get the sense that it will vanish into the wall again if closed. undifferentiated noise pours through the place where it's cracked open, unbearably loud. even with the feathers in the air shutting out the noise a little, it's hard to hear yourself think.

there's something hard and clanging underfoot too, hidden by the feathers. you trip over it immediately because of course you do; ow! what is that?]

((This is a short, individual, play-at-your-own pace plot explore, which will run until 11:59 PM EST on Tuesday, June 2. Anyone jumping in before then is welcome! This is not directly connected with heartgames, so people are free to jump in regardless of whether they've played or run another heart this round.))

Comments

[grade3enabler]

OW! What is that?!

[THE FIRST THING I'M CHECKING. IS THAT.]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[grade3enabler]

[...fluffs the fluff into more of a whirlwind because why the heck not.]

[telepathetically]

[I AM GOING TO SHUT THE STUPID DOOR]

[quitplayinggames]

[whatever knocked into your ankle trips you again on the way towards the door, helpfully. SOUNDS METALLIC!]

[breachedwhale]

[ lands in the fluff and ew, mouth full of feathers, sitting up and trying to push away the feathers to see what that was he tripped on.

. . . but that noise . . . ]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[appleofhiseye]

--Ouch.

[checking out the...whatever it is on the ground first]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[sunsight]

Ahh—where...?

[well the feathers help cushion the fall, but she still winces a bit. feeling around the floor to find whatever it was that tripped here]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[glorious]

[hisses under his breath and then tries to step around the hard thing]

[quitplayinggames]

[OW. YOUR POOR ANKLE. WHAT HAS IT DONE TO DESERVE THIS??]

[fullmoonblooms]

Owww...

[brushes away some of the feathers to take a look at the thing]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[ancestuous]

What-?

[stumbles ow before digging through to find whatever it is]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[axeboyfriend]

[ Shinjiro hisses as he trips, barely managing to catch himself before he falls over. ]

What the hell is that?!

[ Clearly, that's the first thing he's checking for. ]

[quitplayinggames]

[it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[theriverlethe]

[ Acheron's steps falter as he trips. ]

Oh! What was that?

[quitplayinggames]

[what, indeed?]

[allinyourhead]

[hard and clanging, eh]

[let's just crouch down to investigate this sound that's more familiar than feathers and cloth.]

[quitplayinggames]

[;D

it's hard to see or feel ANYTHING through that mass of white fluff. . . trying to work through it to reach the floor gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you digging around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were doing something, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]

[whyitgottabeblack]

[Immediately trying to push the feathers and junk away with his gravity magic so he can see what's going on in the room, not to mention whatever he just tripped over.]

Ow! That didn't sound right...

[glaring at the floor as he resumes trying to clear his field of vision with magics]

[quitplayinggames]

[your gravity magic makes the feathers FLUFF OUT AWAY FROM YOU WILDLY! it does partially expose the stuff on the floor, but you're briefly distracted; the whirl of feathers gives you a dreamy sensation, flighty and floating and detached from reality. at least stirring the feathers up into a fluffy whirlwind around you cuts the noise quite a bit. if you could keep yourself from getting distracted, maybe you could actually think of something useful to do with that for a second.

why were you looking around in here again? whee. . . wait, no, you were looking at that stuff, right, better get back to that. . . but that's fluffy! wait, no. . .]