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[Heart Game] From the ashes we can build
WHO: Macaque, Red Son, Wukong, Korone, Donnie, Cole, Wash
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked
Re: Level S (sub 1) - North door
> A curl of barbed wire
> A sea urchin
And there's something flat in the middle of the dancefloor.
Re: Level S (sub 1) - North door
At least if anyone is grabbing angry things, at least its him?
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You are Macaque, and you are learning.
Your shadows needed taming first, but you've managed that. You learned how to fight with a blade of a bow, with your fists and fangs. You learned by spilling blood, yours and others. You learned with bruises and broken bones.
You relished those lessons. They taught you the most important lesson of all: trust no one, show no mercy.
So you don't. When you strike, it's vicious. When you act, it's without any feeling but glee.
You relish taking anyone who challenges you apart. It can't fill up the hole inside you, but for a little while the adrenaline helps you forget that it's there.
Re: Level S (sub 1) - North door
He grabs the sea urchin next.
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You don't even have a good reason why. The Lady Bone Demon possessed MK and told you that you'd been replaced by some vampire who thinks that Wukong doesn't need to change, and the next thing you know, you're shouting at him. Telling him that he's hurting MK by spending time with her, calling her a leech, a soulless monster.
You didn't want it to go this way. But you're jealous, you're pissed, and who the fuck is he to get on you about a single thing after he murdered you?
So you shout at each other for a while. He tells you that apparently everyone is right about him, and obviously not in a good way. So you grab that third rail that you never mention, telling Wukong that he got to keep his life at the least, so who is he to feel sorry for himself?
And then you portal away, still fuming. What were you thinking, trying to have an actual conversation?
Re: Level S (sub 1) - North door
Same hat? Same hat.
Time to grab at the canvas and see what that's about.
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You feel inertia and helplessness. A riptide of anger that carries you away too often, and you most often don't even try to fight, because it feels good. Better than the alternative, at least. So you convince yourself that you really like it, that it fulfills you, rather than being a poor substitute for what you can never have.
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And there is a lot more shadows. Red Son decides to lean into the anger, letting his hair flare up, lighting up the area with a lot more firelight if he can.
He needs to choose something for the holes and-
Okay, the barbed wire can be very angry and harsh, but its also an angry and harsh Red Son understands very well. (And honestly doesn't REALLY disagree with. Sometimes you have to be without mercy.)
So he's throwing the barbed wire in the void by the tables.
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[The rest of these are SO ANGRY, this isn't productive anger, he needs]
[Shadow portal]
Re: Level S (sub 1) - North door