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un: strange / video
( Forward-dated to the 7th / during the Clawing. )
[ The image opens to a view of Alem from above and at great distance. It's an awkward angle, somewhere to the side of the great stone Citadel where a couple of the smaller merchant entrances open into the Crossing. The view dips and sways, wind howling across the network as the pendant that captures it sits against its wearer's chest, floating high in chill air.
Only this for a few seconds - and then the slow zoom of an approach until Alem is much larger and the small figures of people and their wares can be seen disappearing in through one of the more secluded merchant's gates, more figures closing them up behind. Another eerie stretch of nothing but the buffeting of wind and an unaware fortress, then hands raise into the forefront of the image. Precise white scars trail the backs of all the fingers and that's the last detail there is before everything happens too fast for detail.
Those hands move through two swift patterns and a pair of vibrant orange mandala burst into life. They crash together, spark, and huge angry bolts of raw magic leap from them, hot and bright as fire and travelling in violent arcs toward an unwitting target.
They strike the gate. An explosion.
From this distance, the sounds of screams and cries for action are difficult to separate from the screeching of the wind. The broadcast cuts dead. ]
( ooc: somebody got Clawed!! He's attacked one of the rear merchant's entrances of the Crossing, so there's no pressure for anyone who is frequenting the Crossing in general to have been caught up in the blast, but if you'd like for your characters to have been there to witness first hand when the spell struck/to have been hurt in the blast that is also A-OK! No obligation to tag into this post, but if you do have your character hurt please let me know here so I can keep track.
The majority of Stephen's replies will most likely come a few hours after the attack once he's fully released from the Claw, but if anybody would specifically like to reach him while he's still Clawed, hit me up oocly (the comment linked above works, or plurk/disco!) and we can do the thing. Otherwise, feel free to also use this post as a place for characters to talk amongst themselves! )
[ The image opens to a view of Alem from above and at great distance. It's an awkward angle, somewhere to the side of the great stone Citadel where a couple of the smaller merchant entrances open into the Crossing. The view dips and sways, wind howling across the network as the pendant that captures it sits against its wearer's chest, floating high in chill air.
Only this for a few seconds - and then the slow zoom of an approach until Alem is much larger and the small figures of people and their wares can be seen disappearing in through one of the more secluded merchant's gates, more figures closing them up behind. Another eerie stretch of nothing but the buffeting of wind and an unaware fortress, then hands raise into the forefront of the image. Precise white scars trail the backs of all the fingers and that's the last detail there is before everything happens too fast for detail.
Those hands move through two swift patterns and a pair of vibrant orange mandala burst into life. They crash together, spark, and huge angry bolts of raw magic leap from them, hot and bright as fire and travelling in violent arcs toward an unwitting target.
They strike the gate. An explosion.
From this distance, the sounds of screams and cries for action are difficult to separate from the screeching of the wind. The broadcast cuts dead. ]
( ooc: somebody got Clawed!! He's attacked one of the rear merchant's entrances of the Crossing, so there's no pressure for anyone who is frequenting the Crossing in general to have been caught up in the blast, but if you'd like for your characters to have been there to witness first hand when the spell struck/to have been hurt in the blast that is also A-OK! No obligation to tag into this post, but if you do have your character hurt please let me know here so I can keep track.
The majority of Stephen's replies will most likely come a few hours after the attack once he's fully released from the Claw, but if anybody would specifically like to reach him while he's still Clawed, hit me up oocly (the comment linked above works, or plurk/disco!) and we can do the thing. Otherwise, feel free to also use this post as a place for characters to talk amongst themselves! )
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This isn't just about me. What about the people we're helping? Or the ones who face him without any clue about what he can do?! I barely know and I'm from the world he helped save!
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I would not lie to you.
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[Kamala exhales audibly. That's a long and sad story she rather not get into.] One of our heroes called him "Sorcerer Supreme" which I guess means he's the most powerful magic user we have.
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( Perhaps a word misused in other worlds. )
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When Thanos came to destroy half of all life in the galaxy, he fought to stop him. He failed the first time, but other heroes found a way to bring all of our dead back to life. Thanos didn't take it well. Like at all. He decided this time he'd just kill all of us. The entire galaxy... life was going to end. I know that sounds crazy, but take it from someone who survived when he just killed half of us. He could do it. We were all going to die this time.
[Her voice sounds wet. Kamala pushes through it. She needs him to get it.] Anyways, Doctor Strange was the one who brought an army from all over the galaxy to fight Thanos with his magic. He's a big part of the reason why I'm alive today.
I don't know why he's doing this. I swear to you, he deserved to be called a hero.
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Kamala. Bury admiration. Stay clear of his troubled path.
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Do you lie?
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[As far as she can tell she's the only person from her community here. They have no obligation to her as cold as it sounds.]
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[Her mom's words. 💀] It's just tough here. I have a big responsibility and that can be lonely sometimes. [Read: all the time.]
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