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Last Resort Mods 🌊 ([personal profile] killerwaves) wrote2023-03-03 10:06 pm

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GARDEN OF AVALON


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There is a moment of silence. That is all there is, following the end one meets, but it is wrong to say that nothing else proceeds afterward. Indeed, upon the deceased opening their eyes, there's a feeling like settling into a body that has not yet crossed over, and an undeniable bright scene in front of them.

Is it heaven? Is it purgatory? These are the questions that may unfurl when faced with a bright, vibrant sky with pleasant colors, and soft clouds. Alongside this pleasing sight are picturesque rivers, running around fields of flowers mixed with lively greenery that seems to extend to distances behind one's comprehension. But, make no mistake—there are large trees dotted here or there, where someone might feel compelled to lie under given how welcoming they look.

Perhaps most striking, however, is the floating tower, that seems currently unreachable no matter how close anyone nears it. Does it need to be blocked off with an invisible shield? Honestly, no. But nobody knows that, and maybe no one will figure it out either, despite how many times they will ask who frequents it...who so happens to be standing outside of it, but also nearby. Huh.

Who's that? Well, that's—

Merlin, Mage of Flowers
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What a shock, isn't it? To see someone like Merlin so soon. Yet, he hardly seems perturbed, as he says, "Oh, so you've come! What a terrible fate you've been met with. But, don't worry, there's plenty of things to keep you occupied with.

What do I mean by that, you ask? I mean yourselves, of course! And, yes, by the way, you're still dead. So sorry about that. If you need anything, though, just call my name and I'll be there."

Beat. "Probably."

Then he disappears helpfully in a flurry of petals, not even saying where this is. Wow, helpful, isn't he? But, you have more than enough time to explore, at least. And hey, where did that random shack come from far off in the distance? If one goes in, they'll find a random bookcase inside, filled to the brim with fairytales that automatically replenishes if all books have been read with new ones. In addition, there's a random 'fan magazine' of the super popular idol Magi☆Mari; a beautiful white-haired young woman with purple eyes. Huh, why does she look familiar?

...Anyway, at least this will all keep one occupied.

As a side note, off to the distance are a a massive gathering of trees, but whenever one tries to approach them they can't seem to actually get close. How obnoxious! Looks like you'll have to just continue to admire your surroundings of pink flowers, one or two solitary trees, rivers, and other flora for miles on end.

As of 'Week 3', there is now an additional, cutesy shed in the Garden of Avalon that can be accessed for arts and crafts materials. Sewing kits, canvasses, painting materials, paper, you name it! There also is a shelf full of lube as well, for your needs. They will have a hint of a flower scent.

As of 'Week 4', the forest is glowing and can at some point be entered for funtimes.

By 'Final Week', there is a small little cottage of some sort that has appeared, which is ridiculously more spacious once walked into. It appears to be like a little free-for-all clothing store, except everything is free of charge. The styles range from cutesy pink, stylish, fancy, and to even towards the gothic side of things...but also there is a spot filled with make-up and the like! Do you want to look pretty in death? No worries, you too can shine here as well with beauty products found along the shelves, and of course mirrors alongside changing rooms for your convenience.

There are also knitting tools, for those wanting to really step up their skills.

Additionally, in this large 'cottage', there are private changing rooms with mirrors and a plush long seat to sit down if you want to for whatever reason. The doors lock once someone is inside and the door is closed.

Lastly, for those feeling 'adventurous', they would also happen to find costumes. Sexy ones, likes nurses, maids, and the like, but also silly 'scary' ones like a t-rex and a sheet ghost.

The forest has also stopped glowing, and upon entering it give you view to a beautiful lake surrounded by trees (sans mist.) The sky is still a fantastical color, and taking a soak at any time is possible.

However, on the other side of the forest, is a field of beautiful blue flowers, and a perpetually midnight sky.
passetemps: (the cactus is known for its loyalty)

[personal profile] passetemps 2023-06-21 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Yes... I think so.

[ his hand still lingers at that spot on his cheek for a long moment afterward, and he inclines his head slightly, looking thoughtful. ]

I... saw a memory of yours, this past week. Where you said you had no emotions of your own. [ ... ] Is that still the case? Or has something changed?

[ it doesn't sound as if he would necessarily disapprove of the answer either way, at least. he's just... curious. ]

I know what we spoke about before, but... I am still trying to understand everything.
mysticpowerbroker: (✽ 130)

[personal profile] mysticpowerbroker 2023-06-21 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ While it is true that Merlin helped facilitate the magic to conjure sharing of certain memories, he certainly didn't have control over who walked into which of his own. Not to mention, there were some of his that wound up being filtered across to everyone else.

He never intended to even so much as tell anyone that sort of thing here. But, Zelkov knew of the memory, and now he must ha...

...Actually, he hadn't shown an angry or disappointed reaction to him, despite seeing what he had. From that tone, Merlin feels encouraged to try to be honest. ]


...I'm not human. Of course, you know that. Half-human, half-incubus, to be exact.

Given my inhuman nature, since I can take emotions in as energy, that's the sort of thing I had thought. Whatever emotion I seemed to express would be left over from what I'd taken in from others. That it never really truly existed within me.

But, recently, through all of this—through all of the people I met, including you, I realized that I might have been wrong. So, all I had originally distanced myself from, I wanted to try reaching for instead.

Including everything involving what I said to you. Haha...then again, you heard my own words, in my own memory. If you believe what I'm saying now to sound ridiculous, I won't blame you.

[ Does he even believe himself? This is one of the reasons why he usually doesn't bother getting close to anyone, truthfully. But, every time he thinks about it, he has an urge to stubbornly and persistently not to take back his choices. And sometimes, he barely understands that, when running away was so much easier. ]
Edited 2023-06-21 02:08 (UTC)
passetemps: (it's cliche for a reason)

[personal profile] passetemps 2023-06-21 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ he probably would have felt differently if they hadn't already had that conversation before he saw the memory, but as it is... he doesn't consider the words he heard this week to be inconsistent with the ones he'd heard in that dream before, at least; merlin had said something then too about wondering if he was capable of experiencing certain kinds of "human feelings", though zelkov hadn't realized at the time how literally he'd meant it. ]

No... I believe you mentioned something along those lines before, and I simply did not have the context to comprehend what you meant.

[ so it isn't as if this is something he's just making up now. ]

If it is truly possible for me to help you feel any of what I have described just now... I would very much like to do so.

[ there's a pause, then he extends his hand with a soft smile. ]

I would just ask that you not try to pretend if it turns out that I cannot do for you what you hoped. I much prefer reality to fairy tales, no matter how bitter.
mysticpowerbroker: (✽ 27)

[personal profile] mysticpowerbroker 2023-06-21 12:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah...I see.

[ Zelkov believes him. The shock of that can't be measured in mere words.

Before, when he had said those words, he didn't know the truth of them. What they originally meant, what deep down they had meant. How could he? He never allowed himself to cherish the true sensation of those feelings, if they should have originated within himself, merely denying he could feel them at all. But through it all, he's found himself so troubled, finding himself choked by things like an intense black hatred, or suffocated by a pleasing pleasant surprise that can't be explained away by vestiges. Then even a bright intensity when around those who want to share in his presence, because they actually didn't mind him.

Now...this.

The sort of smothering flame that had begun to grow, like a blossom born from embers; a feeling without a name he could place upon it. ]


I would never want to hurt you so, Zelkov. I won't fake anything for you...I promise.

[ Merlin looks at the hand, trying to say everything that's welling up inside of him, yet for once he feels struck senseless. ]

I...

[ But now, just like a certain someone said, he feels so clumsy, and his chest so tight, as if it's overwhelming. 'Ahh, so he was right, after all,' Comes the thought.

But, that's fine, even if his heart feels like a sieve, as if it's been pierced by a blade. Seeing that soft smile, it does things to him. Merlin reaches out with a hand of his own to grasp the one reaching out to him, first unsteady, but the grip becoming more firm. For awhile, he hesitated still, even if he wanted to hold the man. Because he hadn't been sure even now of the validity of his own feelings. But, no more of that. With his other hand, he slides it forward so that his arm is around Zelkov's waist in one smooth motion, pulling them closer. Next, he moves in forward to claim his lips in an affectionate, yet gentle kiss.

Merlin will take responsibility, chase this feeling, discover what it all means even more, and show Zelkov all that he has to give. He wants to be by his side. That promise of his...even after he's exhausted so much, he will be sure to honor it. ]
Edited 2023-06-21 12:32 (UTC)
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[personal profile] passetemps 2023-06-21 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh. it vaguely crosses his mind that he should have been better about remembering to shave.

the kiss feels more natural than he would have expected — though then again, they'd sort of been building up to this for the past week — and despite his utter lack of experience, he instinctively returns it without hesitation. this will be another art to pour his passion into and perfect, he supposes.

when he eventually pulls back and opens his eyes, there's a sheepish smile on his face. ]


I, uh...

[ lightly clearing his throat and looking to the side... but he gives the hand he's still holding a gentle squeeze. ]

...There are still others I need to see here, and I need to collect my thoughts so that I can explain that night's events to Lacus as soon as possible.

But, after that... I will come and find you again.
mysticpowerbroker: (✽ 111)

[personal profile] mysticpowerbroker 2023-06-21 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Just ask Merlin and he can absolutely get something for that!

If it's a little ticklish, he's not going to mind either way. He's just extraordinarily happy that the other man returned to him the kiss. With or without experience, the sheer emotion, and simple meaning behind the action delights him. More than anything, it feels like.

As if the sun has risen over the mountains and its light spilled past their peaks.

That being said...his own cheeks are darkened with a happy blush, even as the other pulls away, looking to the side. He feels the squeeze, and lightly slides a finger over the other's in a brief, but gentle innocent caress. ]


Haha, of course. I'll have more than enough time to spend with you.

[ His expression remains warm despite him reluctantly pulling his hand away. He doesn't want to keep Zelkov from doing what he needs to do. ]

If you don't see me when you come looking, just call my name, okay?

[ Merlin will be there in a heartbeat for him. No matter what. ]