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Tsunayoshi Sawada ([personal profile] theskyaccepts) wrote in [community profile] expiationlogs2024-07-02 07:39 pm

I've Been Through the Desert on a Horse with No Name

Who: Tsuna and you!
Where: In the Desert
What: To complete his sentencing, Tsuna has led an expedition out into the desert to find the ruins of Tresed, and see if anything has changed Last time
Warnings: Risk of injury and possible death, hallucinations, monsters. Additional warnings to be added if needed.
OOC Notes:
-You do not need to have responded to the OOC Interest Check or the IC Interest Check to join in. Please feel free to dive right in!
-Timeline wise, ICly the expedition will return prior to the 15th so that we're all back for the event, but please don't feel you have to rush anything
-On a more personal note, while there is a risk of death with this expedition and if that's a direction you're interested in going for please do, I would also like to keep the body count to a minimum if possible. The ramifications of leading a bunch of people to their deaths is not necessarily something I want to play out with Tsuna at this time. Thank you!



The Expedition and Scouting Parties

The thing about deserts is that they are harsh environments. Unforgiving, some might say. The sun beating down, the wind whipping sand, the sound of monsters making their way through the desert. It's not the kind of place anyone would really want to go into, and yet, Tsuna is determined. Whether it is the effects of his sentencing or his own backbone finally making itself known, he has led this group into the desert for answers. It's not easy, and it weighs on him, but his face is set as he sends out small scouting parties, consulting maps and other information that he has, hoping to find the ruins of Tresed.

Sandstorms are prevalent in the area, so small scouting parties are being sent out to try and find some paths through it. Going out too far runs the risk of getting lost, injury, or potentially death. There are some monsters about, but they also have to contend with the storm.


The Oasis

But eventually, relief comes. An Oasis is discovered with clean, fresh water and edible vegetation. A respite from the harsh winds of the sandstorm. It's a chance to catch their breath and consolidate what they have learned so far. But as is so often the case in this world, things are quick to go awry. Mirages, of course, a key part of any desert expedition, start to appear. Images from that previous trip out to the ruins.

If you were on that previous trip to the desert, you've seen these images before but something about them seems off, wrong, not quite right. Warped, some might say.

If this is all new to you, you're seeing something that's happened before. But if it is wrong or right, who's to say?

But it might not matter if you've been in the desert before or not, because this vision is from the perspective of one of the Shadow Creatures that attacked before, and were ultimately killed. It comes with feelings of aching hunger, despair, and mindless fear in those final moments.

Or maybe it isn't an image of the desert at all. Maybe it's something far more familiar. An image of home, in the past, the present, or the future.

The Message and Returning Home

A message appears on the Chosen's tablets. Text, barely legible but undeniably a message:

FIND ME

But despite searching, and Tsuna will want to be thorough, the source will not be found, and they will be unable to trace it.

It's not much, but it is something. And they can return to Aldrip with that knowledge. One thing is clear though. They are not done with the desert yet.
solitarysoul: commisioned art (hmm)

[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-08-10 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe? He's definitely tool of the council or whatever's controlling all of this. Do you remember what they said?
entreats: (and leave it outside)

[personal profile] entreats 2024-08-13 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She thinks for a moment, lightly frowning as she does. Ange could look up the clip on her device, but she's listened to it enough that she's pretty sure it's-- ]

Someone asked Jerry what kind of reality this is, and this weird garbled sound came out of him that sounded a little like 'it's your reality.' He didn't even seem to notice that he was saying that though, so it clearly was something else speaking through him like a puppet.
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-08-13 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
He didn't notice it when he turned all weird for me either. But I guess it makes sense, if he was just a puppet why would he care about that.
entreats: (let me sink in the silence)

[personal profile] entreats 2024-08-18 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It's probably just that he doesn't have a consciousness of his own to really be aware of it in the first place.

[ .. if Jerry is what she thinks he is, anyway.

In the end it's all speculation, though there's at least some evidence for it now with the things both she and Levi have noticed. ]


I don't think he's even a little bit real. [ Ange says it so easily. Like the concept of someone straight up not being real isn't all that weird to her. ]
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-08-18 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
I figure he's more of a tool than a person. Probably something whoever's in charge here made. He's different than the locals, but that might just because he has a purpose.

[People not being real is still really confusing for him, but people here seemed to think it was real so he was willing to accept it and just not think about it.]
entreats: (she'll find someone to need her)

[personal profile] entreats 2024-08-22 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Whatever the difference is, he's at least a little bit smarter.

[ There's a slight pause, and then the girl adds: ]

Not that that is saying much. [ Apparently she doesn't have all that high of an opinion of the locals, huh.. ]
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[personal profile] solitarysoul 2024-08-23 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I guess he's more consistent, too. Sometimes the locals are weird about things or how they treat us.