[EVENT LOG]

[majorarc]

Who: The World, The Fool, Minions and YOU
When: January 21-26
Where: The Castle
What: Talking at first, then it seems a fight breaks out.
Warnings: Death, violence and other such things



Forcefully, you are pulled from the denizen world and deposited back into your room. The World speaks to the island as a whole and tells you to come to the castle immediately, that something's wrong and she needs your help. It's possible that it's a trick, but it doesn't seem like it by the tone of her voice...

Once you are there, she meets you with The Fool, who has been with her for awhile now. Even he looks a little nervous.

Comments

[destructiveprinciple]

[ Avenger is... honestly unfazed by the predicament they just put him through: being trapped in the role of an observer while the flames of hell roared, roiled and went dark as the denizen world literally and slowly fell apart around him wasn't too unnerving of an ordeal to him. Shadows had welled up as the end had permeated the wasteland of the story.

The fearful inhabitants had screamed an awful lot for being demons, murderers, and fallen angels and irredeemable sinners and their ike when gripped by terror, he thought. Would have been better entertainment if they'd all been wholly human.

Being forcibly yanked out of the world behind the doors had been a hassle, and now, Avenger is standing in the hallway of the castle as the World had called them to, glaring, red wings dragging behind like dead birds attached to his back. ]

Ya' know, I'm not exactly in the mood for apologies, lady. Answers, yes. Apologies, no. How 'bout telling us whose bright idea this was?

[maskedworld]

That's just it, I'm not sure. There is something controlling the Rulers...it's very odd.

[destructiveprinciple]

[ His eyes, red and slitted like that of a snake's, narrow. Then he sneers. ]

The ones who screwed around with us are subjected to much the same? Perhaps it's karma. Serves those assholes right. [ Avenger huffs. ] So you don't know. Great, what's stopping you from figuring it out, huh?

[maskedworld]

Because it's the same thing that's caused all this mess. The reason why you were brought here. The reason my friends died. Even if they did horrible things, it wasn't because of this.

[destructiveprinciples]

What, do you think that excuses 'em?

[ On one hand: cry me a river lady.

On the other hand: answers to this whole 'getting kidnapped, rather impossibly, and brought here to be turned into fairy tales' mess would be great. ] So, what's this thing you're talking about? What's the reason for all of this crap?

[maskedworld]

A shadow who calls himself the Unknown. I..think he may be the one who gave me this mask, but I can't quite remember. Either way, he's been behind all of this.

[destructiveprinciple]

[ 'The Unknown' is a ridiculously pretentious name and Avenger has seen some very dumb names in his time.

A memory-impairing mask? B\ ]

... Therefore, he's all of ours enemy?

[ Double-checking here. His wings twitched impatiently. ]

[maskedworld]

Essentially, yes. I wish I could say more, but I'm afraid I can't.