moltentwilight

[moltentwilight]

        ❛   It provides a sort of comfort, in a way.   ❜   IT’S   not like she found great joy in this other version of herself having much the same troubles. In fact, Surtr suspects a small part of her actually wanted to hear about some of the memories she’s made for herself. But alas... Perhaps this is her own doing. Perhaps her lack of a sense of self just made it all the more difficult for whatever system was responsible for this Pseudo-Surtr to piece together a life for her. 

        ❛   The more things change, the more they same. … Besides, any memories she makes for herself... they still are not mine. They belong to a stranger.   ❜

#⸶ EVENT : SUBS 01. #i will be merciful and not mark all of these as minis to avoid clogging the tag but

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babelsghost​:

    truth be told, they had been skeptical. Amara already held little to no trust for these Stars and the current predicament left her more than wary. how was one of these weapons supposed to grant someone some superhuman capabilities? feats of incredible strength and the like were so commonplace in their world that such things never caused the Doctor to bat an eyelash. but calculated risks was something they excelled at and damned if it didn’t feel nice to be capable of actually lending assisstance in the battlefield beyond issuing commands. she can hardly even remember what she could do before that fateful day, but Amara remembers how…disheartening it was that they couldn’t even lift Ace’s shield a centimeter without help. now, though – even if only temporary – it was different.

           a alberd might not have been the most practical of weapons. a gun was probably better, but Amara had always wondered what it’d be like to wield Skadi’s behemoth of a blade or Nian’s shield. this was the closest thing and she actually has gotten the hang of it– after hacking the heads off a handful of CPN’s. arms halt mid-swing as a voice cuts through the chaos and crimson eyes found the new player in the field. the swing of Surtr’s blade and magma pooling upon the earth a welcomed sight. she lets the bladed-side of her weapon hit the ground, embedding itself at least half a foot into the earth as they nod.

     “ Phone. Right– forgot about that.” she won’t even try to come up with an excuse to placate the Sarkaz. shaking her head, she adjusts her gloves, thankful her protective gear worked even against the offending ooze. a snort follows suit. “ I’m better suited for command but you couldn’t expect me to let my Operators handle this alone, could you? “

         ❛   You forgot. What an underwhelming reason.   ❜   SHE   scolds like a governess, clicking her tongue and shaking her head in disapproval. Her gaze flits to the weapon’s place in the ground, taking note of how deep it sank into the earth. There was no question about it, really, but it at least confirms just how enhanced the Doctor’s strength was at present. That makes her job a bit easier; her safety was still Surtr’s top priority, but for the time being, it seems the Doctor could remain at her side instead of her back.

         ❛   Hah— ?   ❜   Why did they have to go and say something so careless ?  She couldn’t let ‘her Operators’ handle this alone, hm ?  It was such a simple sentiment, but the simplicity is part of the Doctor’s disarming charm. Sometimes Surtr thinks they’re perfectly unaware of this, and sometimes she thinks it’s intentional to the point of being diabolical. No matter the intent, her face feels hot. Her tone is harsh, but she can feel the corners of her lips betraying her satisfaction.

         ❛   You could have, and perhaps you should have. But now that I can see the extent of your boost in strength...   ❜  Shrewd eyes linger on the Ofiuclone, giggling without any apparent humor as it sets its sights on the both of them once more. It wouldn’t hesitate forever; only enough to decide its next move.   ❛   I expect you to impress me. Do you think you can meet my high expectations ?   ❜  

#babelsghost #BABELSGHOST : clue 02. #⸶ EVENT : SUBS 02. #what a coincidence bc i too come here often #i thought you would never ask let's get down to business

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sarkazmercenary​:

❝ Isn’t that the point to me saying finally here? ❞

         ❛   I suppose. I actually assumed the talk was about you. ‘Surely she’s finally said the wrong thing to the right person,’ I thought.   ❜

#sarkazmercenary #without any evidence to the contrary i promptly file that away as a 'yes'

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@sarkazmercenary​ : wow, finally you say something after my own heart

       ❛   Hmph— coming from the most talkative of all.   ❜

#dash comm tbt #sarkazmercenary #are u flirting with me

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       ❛   Talk is cheap. Either fight or don’t fight. Why waste time talking about it ?   ❜

#dash comm tbt #i was gonna let this one go but everyone else gets to talk so i wanna butt in too ma #surtr vc: carpe diem. seize the fists

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      ❛   Hmph. Piece of cake.   ❜

          SHE’D   love a piece of cake right now. How many days has it been since she ate more than the bare minimum needed to stop the rumbling... ?  Best to not dwell on it. Once these safe zones held the majority of Spirale’s residents, she would rest. That just seems like something a Rhodes Island operative would do... and she didn’t want any of the rest to show her up. 

              It’s been some time since she bumped into an actual Ofiuclone; they seemed to be sticking to the city’s outer limits, picking off stragglers without running the risk of the safe zone’s adverse effects. Smart.  ❛   These foolish ones are starting to bore me...   ❜   Surtr grumbles to no one in particular, setting her sword — her closest companion — against her shoulder with a sigh of finality. The nearest safe zone was within sight, and the area’s grown quiet with a lack of enemies. Time to move for the next zone.

          Someone enters her periphery, and despite her hurry, she pauses to address them rather matter-of-factly.  ❛   If you’ve come to fight, you should keep moving. If you cannot fight, you should move even faster toward those lights.   ❜

@requiemsfighter​ : SUBSISTENCE 2.5.

#requiemsfighter #REQUIEMSFIGHTER : clue 01. #⸶ EVENT : SUBS 02. #hope this works! lmk if you need anything changed up!

[moltentwilight]

          THEIR   strength and numbers feel as if they’ve increased exponentially. Ever since that corrupted Ofiuco emerged from the middle of the city, the CPNs have entered something of a frenzy; they were no longer practically throwing themselves at their enemies, but showing coordination and calculation. This also meant they could show a sense of caution in their actions, as in they’d actually have a care if they opposed someone stronger.

            How irritating. 

            Before she could cut the majority down in a matter of moments as they impeded her path, but now ?  Now she was actually having to slow down her pace, inching them into a proper fight so that she could finish them off accordingly. And how was she to cleave her way to the safe zones and ensure a clean route for those far weaker than her if they made her waste her time like this ?

      ❛   I swore I would never waste my time on weaklings... !   ❜  She all but growls as yet another CPN falls at her feet, bearing about the same size and ferocity as a jungle cat. The ground continues to vent steam where it fell, lava still dripping from the tip of her blade; she swings it briefly through the air like one might flick blood from steel. Her breath leaves her in short bursts, not out of exhaustion but agitation.  ❛   The least they could do is be as foolish as they are weak. When did they have time to think up strategies ?   ❜

@dimittere : SUBSISTENCE 2.5.

#dimittere #DIMITTERE : clue 01. #⸶ EVENT : SUBS 02. #i tried to leave it pretty open-ended so lmk if you'd like something different/changed !

[moltentwilight]

       ❛   Hmph.   ❜

           IT   was the only sound to indicate her arrival, yet it managed to slice through the frenzied static with ease. Truth be told, the Doctor was... actually holding their own. She recognized the weapon they’d chosen, the long pole with an ax blade at the end— halberd. It seems it was true what was said about the weapons giving superhuman capabilities... because Surtr found it difficult to believe the Doctor could have felled a couple of CPNs on their own, much less held at least a semblance of a chance against one of these bolstered Ofiuclones, if it were otherwise.

           But now she was here — and that not only leveled the playing field, but razed it to the ground. 

           Magma already drips from her blade like a potent poison, the familiar weight hoisted over her shoulder as if it were lighter than a sack of potatoes. One swing is enough to stagger the clone who dares to try and find the Doctor’s weak points, the ground cracking and hissing under the weight of such tremendous heat. It would keep the clone at bay for a few precious moments, at least, if it had any self-preservation. This leaves Surtr free to turn her gaze on her companion instead, a hint of a smile on her lips despite her chiding tone.

       ❛   Is your phone broken, Doctor ?  Surely you did not think picking up a flashy weapon would put you on par with me ?  Now here I am, having to pick up your slack nevertheless.   ❜

@babelsghost​ : SUBSISTENCE 2.5.

#babelsghost #BABELSGHOST : clue 02. #⸶ EVENT : SUBS 02. #smashes thru a wall #leans against the rubble #you rang?

[moltentwilight]

           I’VE   still gotta fill my pt 1 quota too, but I can’t just not let Surtr use her stuff while she has it !  Like this for a pt 2 event starter; no cap, since she’ll mostly be moving from small skirmish to small skirmish anyway. 

#isola rp ad #i am going to show you a sword so huge and a lava so molten #i might throw a smol part 1 mini out later too if anyone else wants to fill their quota like me... thinking emoji

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sarkazmercenary​:

❝ Nope, not at all. See, the convo was just in general about clowns from what I got, yeah? So I just took the clown bit and ran with it. You were the one who wanted to gotcha me so bad it made you look stupid. ❞

         SHE   takes a few moments to ponder this. Technically speaking... the mercenary was right. Judging from the sharp exhale through Surtr’s nose, she’s not exactly thrilled by the prospect, but jumping around it just seemed like a waste of time.

      ❛   Hmph— to some degree, you have me there. I’m not sure what it is, but when I hear you speak, I have this instinct to bite at you. It’s like swatting at a gnat that won’t stop buzzing in your ear. … But I think you enjoy getting that out of people.   ❜

#sarkazmercenary #call this a pentadown

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sarkazmercenary​:

❝ Nah. Just from those eager to jump on a topic unless they felt it was targeted at them. ❞

           SHE   feels like she walked right into that. Is this the ‘5D chess’ she’s heard so much about ? 

       ❛   Isn’t that exactly what you just did, though ? Jumping in on someone else’s topic of conversation ? By that logic, the both of us need to look in a mirror. Or you’re wrong.   ❜

#sarkazmercenary #i'm sorry i can't hear you i'm busy doubling and tripling down

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sarkazmercenary​:

❝ We taking about clowns now? Guess if you wanted to see some, you could just look in a mirror or whatever… ❞

        ❛   Are you speaking from personal experience ?   ❜

#sarkazmercenary #leans against wall #hey

[moltentwilight]

           SUBSISTENCE.

not a lot different here ! 

surtr still unfortunately suffers from memory loss issues. well, memory ‘loss’ wouldn’t be accurate; she suffers from a jumbled mess of what seems to be other people’s memories, a unique neurological condition that few are qualified to study

one of those few, fortunately for her, resides in spirale !  amara  is her doctor, and they regularly visit various places on the island together as part of her memory recovery exercises. so far, there’s been no notable success.

surtr’s not the most socially adept, and because of the nature of her memories, she usually prefers to flit about alone and not report back to anyone. as such, she’s technically involved in the defense of spirale, but about as unofficially as it can get. she shows up, polishes up her giant weapon of choice, she eats some ice cream, she dips. 

#⸶ EVENT : SUBS 01. #no matter the reality there will always be a big fuck-off sword

[moltentwilight]

      ❛   Plenty of things could kill you long before a bad diet. ‘Live and let live,’ as they say.   ❜

#isola mini #shows up an hour late #surtr vc i'm here for a good sugar-filled time not a long time

[moltentwilight]

  ― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

[text ID: I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?]

#i'm normal. i'm fine. i'm not crying i'm good i'm normal i'm fine #⸶ eval. #⸶ queue.

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sarkazmercenary​:

SO THIS ONE HAD FIGHT, huh? good. anything was better than how stagnant it felt back in rhode’s island when she loaded on that ship briefly, how those little operators would bite their tongues and hold back, all at the behest of kal’tsit and her blanketed explanation. and even if she had no personal strife with this particular sarkaz, well… ❝ Oooh, you got gall~. But it isn’t like I said I wasn’t, ❞ she retorts right back, never losing the stride of her tone. why should it bother her overly much? and if she wanted a lesson in glass houses, she would be throwing more than mere stones.

❝ I get that. I was the same back when I was let on. I didn’t really stay around as much as I could. Plus it kinda got boring when they didn’t let the ones who wanted a go at me to do it. ❞ one shrug of her shoulders, tilting her head a little, amber eyes observing those of brilliant purple. ❝ But like, ain’t that bad for you, too? Staying in a place like this as an extended excursion, I mean. If you got memory problems already, won’t more tangle themselves up in your noggin’? ❞ this question was a bit more genuine than trying to rile anything up, curious in how all her memories would compound, whether false remnants would implant themselves just as they seemed to plague her back home.

       ❛   You’re very irritating. Is it deliberate ?  I’m not sure how the ones who ‘wanted a go’ at you were able to hold themselves back.   ❜

           IF   it weren’t for the steep slope of her brow, one would be hard-pressed to see any signs of irritation despite her retort. Surtr suspects it is deliberate on the mercenary’s part; whether it’s out of genuine need for amusement or something more complex, she couldn’t say. Nor does she particularly care to figure it out. Normally she didn’t have time to waste on people like this... but circumstances have changed rather drastically. The goal is the same, but the parameters are different. This place lacks quite a few of the inherent dangers of her homeland, therefore freeing up more of her valuable time. … Not that she would spend all of that time on someone else’s entertainment. 

       ❛   They don’t work that way. The past and the present are separate beasts. If I were to draw a comparison... those memories are akin to traveling down a road at night for the first time. The curve of the road is familiar to you, but the shapes and landmarks seem changed somehow. The present, however, is just like any other day.   ❜  She pauses for a moment, clicking her tongue before nodding once. She seems satisfied with her own explanation. Now, as for that other matter... 

       ❛   If that really is the sort of entertainment you seek, you should hope more of Rhodes Island’s personnel show up here. After all, this isn’t Rhodes Island, is it ?   ❜

#sarkazmercenary #SARKAZMERCENARY : clue 01. #the girls are..... fighting?? vibing?? ... hm. #more at eleven

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babelsghost​:

    “ Hm….half of these flavors don’t exist on Terra.” the Star Trail was fascinating. not only a place to acquire dishes found on this island, but it held booths from numerous other worlds. it was a cuisine hotspot. of course, there wasn’t anything from this booth that the Doctor could enjoy. Kal’tsit had her on a strict and healthy diet. to deviate from it now, just because her doctor isn’t around, would be foolish. it was necessary to hasten her already slow recovery. not that it was disheartening– they are sure some healthy alternatives to ice-cream exist in this place. research can be done later.

    “ Go on. Pick what you want. I have enough.” rarely does Amara get to spend time with any of the Operators employed by Rhodes Island that wasn’t fieldwork or a mission. and she knew of the redhead’s love for the cold treat. the least they could do was buy her one after she spent the day escorting the Doctor around.

@moltentwilight​ – starter call

       ❛   Is that really enough ?  It doesn’t look like much compared to how far we walked.   ❜

           DESPITE   outward appearances ( and an icy tone that persists even now ), Surtr was more than capable of expressing concern. She wasn’t expecting familiar faces in these isles — and thus far, the Doctor makes for the second she’s seen. How odd. She was with Rhodes Island on a contractual basis, far more ghost-like in her sporadic appearances than the majority of Operators... but even so, many of her more grounded memories were due entirely to that compound. That made Rhodes Island valuable; this, in turn, made the Doctor’s wellbeing valuable. 

       ❛   You remembered that one-off statement I made about ice cream, didn’t you ? Hm. You aren’t as spacy as you generally appear.   ❜  Her tone is matter-of-fact as she settles on a strawberry concoction that looked particularly appealing, harmless little flowers acting as some sort of garnish. Making a delicate treat look all the more delicate... how interesting. Also, it had the biggest amount of scoops. Easy choice to make. 

#babelsghost #BABELSGHOST : clue 01. #coming to the ice cream booth just for me?? are you flirting with me