Cobalt Footsteps

...Why do I want to dance?

Thu, 26 Jul 2007 02:39:33 GMT

...My cloak is covered in little mirrors. Like those balls that usually hang from the ceiling. If anyone wants to dance, I'll be down near the fountain...

Why do I want to dance so much today?

Will you dance with me, Feb?

(OOC: Virgil is dancing with Albedo near the fountain. He has a disco ball cloak, w00t.)

Cursed heat.

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 15:59:47 GMT

I can't even walk outside now. At least this apartment is cooled -- my infinite gratitude, Febronia, for finding a place for us. I'm curious as to how the Naphtali's power systems are handling the sudden increase in heat, but I have nowhere to put it besides here outside the apartment. I'll check it when the sun goes down. Hopefully I won't have to repair it with the...well, the nothing, I have to repair it with.

The days are dragging on. Wilhelm, for all your supposedly godlike abilities, why can't you get us bloody out of here? And Febronia, while you're at it?

Fifth Step: Here Once Again

Thu, 10 May 2007 21:18:38 GMT

Well, here I am, dragged back into existence for yet a third time. Curse it all, but that hurt. I think I'll have a scar there. And my cloak and shirt are stained and my armor is sticky, so I'm forced to walk around in just my pants. For what? What about the worlds that didn't have anyone to sacrifice, or didn't want to give up anyone? Did I have to do this just so Wilhelm could get some sick pleasure out of watching me--

~~No. For her. For precautions. Just in case it were necessary...I wouldn't be the one to doom us all just because I wasn't sure if it was necessary.~~

I think I'll start looking for a place to live now. I'm sick of strapping into the pilot's chair every night. It's too uncomfortable. Chafes my shoulders and strains my muscles when I move in my sleep. Especially during the nightmares...they make me thrash around. I can't watch that one more time...it leaves that taste on my tongue; I don't want that anymore; but then, there's that Realian girl, and I wonder...

Maybe I'll go demand that Wilhelm give me part of his apartment. He dragged me into this mess, so he's going to drag me out of it.

~~And maybe he'll give me something to do before I go stir crazy from boredom.~~

Fourth Step: To the Deities

Tue, 01 May 2007 06:26:27 GMT

KOS-MOS didn't shoot me in the head. I felt her unload the gun into my chest...it's something I never want to feel again. But now here's a red ribbon, ready for me to walk up to these deities that I don't even understand and stick my neck out so they can chop off my head. Or send that harpy-thing to tear me apart. ...Can I die, here in the City? I want to go back to our world; I have things to do there; I can see her now, I know...she's there, in the UMN, and I can find her, as a Testament. ~~I miss her. I was so close...~~

...But no matter what I do, Wilhelm will either strip me of my power or I'll lose it on my own. If there's a slight chance that I can keep my power and return to our world, I have to ensure that our world will survive at all.

~~Febronia...I'm doing this for you.~~

(Virgil, unhooded now, has a small red ribbon tied in a simple knot around his neck. You may see him wandering through the City with it, heading to the Deities' Office. Feel free to see him. He has a knife with him.

He cuts his throat at Adrastus' command.)

Third Step: A Curse?

Tue, 17 Apr 2007 21:37:04 GMT

Well. This blue armor isn't half-bad. I'm sure my, ah, employer won't like such a prominent display. Ha. It's imposing, but I like that. It's an improvement. I think I'll keep it anyway, whether Wilhelm likes it or not.

I've seen quite a few people around with different appearances than usual; what's going on?

And where can I get a place to stay around here? I've been sleeping in my ES, which is bloody uncomfortable after about two weeks.

(OOC: "Louis," which is his first name, means "mighty warrior." "Virgil" has an unknown meaning, unfortunately. So he's in shiny armor, like a warrior could possibly be.)

Second Step -- Monsters and Memories

Fri, 13 Apr 2007 01:07:30 GMT

How much is a memory worth? That's easy. As much as you care about it.

I've seen a beast roaming the City; it's often in the night fog. It looks like a three-headed dog; I saw it clearly once, but no more. I walked up to it, but the moment I came too close, it simply disappeared into the mist and reappeared a fair distance away.

Adrastus. Unchanging.

I'll scour the network for more information. Whatever this Adrastus is -- if it's the same as the beast or not -- then it must be investigated.

It's times like this I wish I had my old AWMS unit, instead of the huge E.S. It would at least allow me to gun down the monster should I see it, without destroying a building or two in the process. I'd rather not have the City's deities -- or, people who call themselves deities -- get on my back about something like that.

First Step -- Lost

Sat, 07 Apr 2007 04:12:26 GMT

I saw her. She was there, but then I turned away for a moment, and she vanished. Just like everything else now. All I have is the E.S. Naphtali...nothing else. I can't detect the U.M.N. But whoever took it all away should give her back, at least. I looked everywhere, but I don't know where she is, and I don't know where she could have gone. She wouldn't leave like that. She didn't even speak to me.

Febronia? Come back and tell me where I am...