((OOC: Altair has an ability that lets him hear a person’s soul song, which is a unique song that represents a person’s soul. There are various levels of this. All living things have the same vague cosmic song that sounds like a song you can’t quite hear. If he or his shadow touches your shadow, he can hear that person’s individual soul song. At this level, the song represents the person as a whole and it can be as simple or complex as you want. As he understands the person more, he can understand their song more and start to see some of their inner thoughts through the song. It is a bit like mind-reading but with music.
Altair will only use this ability with the player’s permission, otherwise, he will just hear the general cosmic melody that all souls have. If you want Altair to use his ability, you can plot with me on plurk@Nicholaj, Discord@Nicholaj#7374, or pm, whichever is easiest for you. Or you can describe your song in the tag if that is easier for you.))
I. Here we go again
[Altair didn’t know what was going on and he hated it. He never liked surprises and fighting with Sirius was bad enough without being stuck in a loop where he couldn’t just tell his friend to drop it. Instead, he was forced to listen to him making the same arguments over and over, and he was stuck in an endless cycle of guilt and anger. The door that suddenly appeared in one of the loops was incredibly suspicious, but Altair had to get away from this fight. Yes, he was running away, like he always did as Sirius loved to point out, but he couldn’t take anymore. Everything was too painful, so go ahead and call him a coward. He didn’t care and he stormed through the strange door without even looked back.
This wasn’t Altair’s first time traveling to a new world. He didn’t trust the hospitality of the people here, but it was useful how they were willing to explain everything. He didn’t have that last time and he didn’t want to rely on a stranger’s kindness again. Altair was never good at science, so the technical explanation went over his head, but the magic part was interesting. He could still feel a faint connection to his magic, but it felt a bit different here. He wondered how much this Kizuna magic would affect his magic and he decided to test it out.
He stretched out his shadow so it touched the shadow of the person he was sitting next to. The ethereal music that he never could quite grasp was there but was he still able to hear individual souls here? (see ooc note on his ability for this prompt.)]
II. A Place to call Home
A.) Out in the Rain
[Altair had always liked the rain but not when it was combined with elevated streets that were dangerously wet all the time. He cursed as he lost his footing but before he could fall, he vanished into his shadow, creating the illusion that he had sunk into the street, only for him to be thrown out of a random person’s shadow just moments later, landing painfully on the street. So much for not falling. He picked himself up with a muttered curse that sounds similar to Arabic as he glared at his shadow in confusion.]
What the hell was that?
B.) Lost Kitty in the dorms
[When Altair reluctantly fell asleep, his body transformed to conserve energy and accumulate to this new world’s magic. A black cat that was a bit larger than a house cat but with slim limbs that were just on the edge of normal, so something was slightly unsettling about it, was curled up in his place.
Sometime in the middle of the night, the cat got tired of getting wet and went to search for a drier place to sleep. You might hear the soft pitter-patter of paws before he stopped and timidly scratched at your door. Please let him in. It’s wet and lonely out here.
Or maybe you already let the strange violet-eyed cat in only to find a man passed out on the floor instead of a cat in the morning.]
crow: What kind of magic did you have before coming here? crow: Has anyone noticed their magic acting differently in this world?
IV. Tanabata Festival
A.) Wish Weaver [Altair didn’t know anything about the customs here. Once again, he was a stranger so even if he didn’t like crowds or people much, Altair decided to check out this Tanabata festival so he could learn more about the people here.
Altair quietly scoffed at the numerous wishes hanging on the bamboo stalks. No god would just grant a wish for free, and he had no intention of getting caught in another godly web of deceit and manipulation. His eyes narrowed at all the wishes dedicated to the refugees. These people were dedicated to their friendly ruse. Unless they really did care about the people stranded here? Altair pushed that dangerous thought aside and turned away from the bamboo wished with a bitter mutter.]
I doubt that.
B.) Fire flower
[Altair always liked fireworks and the fire flower instantly drew his attention. When a group of local kids asked them to join their game he reluctantly agreed with a small smile. He had a soft spot for kids so he couldn’t say no. When his fire flower turned blue the kids started giggling and Altair looked at the children in confusion.]
Altair | Original Character
Altair will only use this ability with the player’s permission, otherwise, he will just hear the general cosmic melody that all souls have. If you want Altair to use his ability, you can plot with me on plurk@
I. Here we go again
[Altair didn’t know what was going on and he hated it. He never liked surprises and fighting with Sirius was bad enough without being stuck in a loop where he couldn’t just tell his friend to drop it. Instead, he was forced to listen to him making the same arguments over and over, and he was stuck in an endless cycle of guilt and anger. The door that suddenly appeared in one of the loops was incredibly suspicious, but Altair had to get away from this fight. Yes, he was running away, like he always did as Sirius loved to point out, but he couldn’t take anymore. Everything was too painful, so go ahead and call him a coward. He didn’t care and he stormed through the strange door without even looked back.
This wasn’t Altair’s first time traveling to a new world. He didn’t trust the hospitality of the people here, but it was useful how they were willing to explain everything. He didn’t have that last time and he didn’t want to rely on a stranger’s kindness again. Altair was never good at science, so the technical explanation went over his head, but the magic part was interesting. He could still feel a faint connection to his magic, but it felt a bit different here. He wondered how much this Kizuna magic would affect his magic and he decided to test it out.
He stretched out his shadow so it touched the shadow of the person he was sitting next to. The ethereal music that he never could quite grasp was there but was he still able to hear individual souls here? (see ooc note on his ability for this prompt.)]
II. A Place to call Home
A.) Out in the Rain
[Altair had always liked the rain but not when it was combined with elevated streets that were dangerously wet all the time. He cursed as he lost his footing but before he could fall, he vanished into his shadow, creating the illusion that he had sunk into the street, only for him to be thrown out of a random person’s shadow just moments later, landing painfully on the street. So much for not falling. He picked himself up with a muttered curse that sounds similar to Arabic as he glared at his shadow in confusion.]
What the hell was that?
B.) Lost Kitty in the dorms
[When Altair reluctantly fell asleep, his body transformed to conserve energy and accumulate to this new world’s magic. A black cat that was a bit larger than a house cat but with slim limbs that were just on the edge of normal, so something was slightly unsettling about it, was curled up in his place.
Sometime in the middle of the night, the cat got tired of getting wet and went to search for a drier place to sleep. You might hear the soft pitter-patter of paws before he stopped and timidly scratched at your door. Please let him in. It’s wet and lonely out here.
Or maybe you already let the strange violet-eyed cat in only to find a man passed out on the floor instead of a cat in the morning.]
III. Network
crow: Has anyone noticed their magic acting differently in this world?
IV. Tanabata Festival
A.) Wish Weaver
[Altair didn’t know anything about the customs here. Once again, he was a stranger so even if he didn’t like crowds or people much, Altair decided to check out this Tanabata festival so he could learn more about the people here.
Altair quietly scoffed at the numerous wishes hanging on the bamboo stalks. No god would just grant a wish for free, and he had no intention of getting caught in another godly web of deceit and manipulation. His eyes narrowed at all the wishes dedicated to the refugees. These people were dedicated to their friendly ruse. Unless they really did care about the people stranded here? Altair pushed that dangerous thought aside and turned away from the bamboo wished with a bitter mutter.]
I doubt that.
B.) Fire flower
[Altair always liked fireworks and the fire flower instantly drew his attention. When a group of local kids asked them to join their game he reluctantly agreed with a small smile. He had a soft spot for kids so he couldn’t say no. When his fire flower turned blue the kids started giggling and Altair looked at the children in confusion.]
What? Are blue ones bad?