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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

A - C Akeldama Alisha Diphda Allura Baku Ben Douglass Belthazar Carl Grimes Connor

D - F Escha Malier Eithan Paine Felix Gaeta

G - I Glenn Rhee Grievous Haggar

J - M James T. Kirk (OU) James T. Kirk (AU) Kaname Bucanneer Keith Kitty Pryde Kogarasumaru Kolivan Krolia Lance Leia Organa Leilani Lavellan Libra Loki Lordon Gesh Lup Maggie Rhee Magnus Burnsides Manji Messer Ihlefeld Mikleo Mirage Farina Jenius

(last updated: 1/21/19)

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[abracafcku]

[He shrugs a little, rubbing the back of his neck.]

I mean, you're alive again, right? What else would you call it?

[dothelokimotion]

It is still something that can be taken away at a moment's notice. It does not belong to me. It belongs to someone else.

[abracafcku]

But that's life, isn't it?

I mean, second chances or no, that's how life is. [Whether they know it or not, death is always lurking around somewhere. Anyone can die, even gods, at any time.]

And death. I guess. In our cases, that's how death is, too. So might as well live it up while you got it.

[dothelokimotion]

[ bold words from someone who avoids making connections. loki squints at him briefly. ]

Is that what you do?

[abracafcku]

Pretty much?

[It's not entirely a lie? Taako lives by his impulses, doing what he wants when he wants to do it, taking what he needs and what he wants without regard to anyone else. It's an entirely selfish way to live and he's fine with that. He saves who he wants to save and is rude as fuck when he's slighted by someone.]

Don't see the point in wasting my time on this stink planet - or any stink planet. Taako's gonna live while the living's good.

[dothelokimotion]

[ it's really like looking into a mirror. this loki, however, just accepts this demurely. ]

Of course.

[abracafcku]

So why not you?

[He motions at all the stuff lying around, all the gateways to the pain that Loki tries to hide as hard as possible.]

A second chance is a second chance. If you hadn't been pulled here again-- Isn't it a blessing in disguise to be here? At least now you can keep on keeping on.

[dothelokimotion]

It still keeps me from all that I wanted. All that I fought for.

[ so while he's grateful to be alive, he still lost everything that had meaning to him. ]

[abracafcku]

And what would that be? The thing you wanted.

[Because he can understand, kind of, if Loki has unfinished business back in his planer reality. Taako does, too. He always feels the itch to get back there, making this place seem...tenuous at best.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ for the first time, loki looks uncharacteristically tight-lipped. ]

I will not say it here. It will shatter this place.

[abracafcku]

[That? Sounds bad. Taako shrinks a little, looking at the cracks in the walls like it might shatter at any moment.]

Yeah, okay, cool cool, sure, yeah definitely don't, uh....go shattering this place. Taako's good with not getting thrown into the Void, thaaaank you very much.

[dothelokimotion]

[ he blinks. ]

This is not the real Void. Only a shadow of it.

[abracafcku]

Or a shadow of it. If I'm gonna die by falling into an endless whatever-the-fuck that thing is, I at least deserve the real thing.

[So he can avoid the living fuck out of it.]

So do you see the memories when I do or is this a one-way movie deal? Because if you got anything nice in here? Thaaaat'd be cool. Nice treat for both of us.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki considers that before shaking his head. ]

I can see glimpses, but it's not always very clear.

[abracafcku]

[Damn. Taako looks around, not sure where the exit is or what he has to do to get it to open. Maybe he has to touch more stuff? But if this is where Loki hides all his painful memories, Taako doesn't really want to accidentally go dredging up the worst shit. He already accidentally touched one thing he probably shouldn't have been privy to.]

Mmmkay....then....

[He stares at the objects scattered around and frowns.]

Anything in here that's not, like, horror and death then? 'Cause I think I've had my fill of that for awhile.

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki mulls it over. ]

The tapestries should be safe. Do not touch the Tesseract.

[abracafcku]

[Tesseract, huh?]

Uh which one is the Tesseract?

[He's 99% certain he knows which one, but just to be safe?]

[dothelokimotion]

[ wryly. ]

The blue glowing object.

[abracafcku]

Mmmmmmmmm....kaaaaay...... Gotcha.

[Taako's ears droop and he sighs. It's what he thought it was. Those memories had been...harsh, putting it lightly. Of course he'd find the one magical thing here that turned out to be the only thing he shouldn't have touched. Good job, him! Excellent life choices!

Taako skirts right on over to the tapestries as he if he hadn't already touche the forbidden fruit of this place, inspecting them.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ The tapestries are large and opulent. There seem to be two in particular that dominate the walls. One of Frigga and Loki, another of Thor and Odin, Hela and finally, the Warriors Three along with Sif. If you touch one of the people, you’ll get the imprint of a memory, hazy and unclear. All the portraits, except for Frigga’s and Thor’s seemed to be peeling away, the paint chipping off in real time. Theirs seem to glow with a burnished gold. ]

[abracafcku]

[These remind him of portraits he saw in Thor's memories - all gold and infused with magic and life. He knows Hela, too, in a way. She's the crazy murder sister that took Thor's eye and was basically the bad news bear for them all. He doesn't recognize the four warriors, but the way the paint is peeling from them and everyone but Frigga and Thor is pretty telling. He brushes his fingers over the Warriors Three, but only gets a hazy half-feeling, a sense that they were known at some point in time. Now gone, most likely.

Frigga though... Taako remembers butterflies in a garden and reaches out to her. A mother, a teacher, a caring figure - something that Taako hadn't ever known - but now lost. He wonders what Loki will recall about her, brushing his fingers across the hem of Frigga's dress.]

[dothelokimotion]

[ The scene melts to reveal Loki in a clear box, clearly a cell, though well furbished. Your mother stands there, with a demure smile, asking him if everything was to his liking. You snipes back at her.

"You know full well it was your actions that brought you here."

"My actions? I was merely giving truth to the lie that I had been fed my entire life…that I was born to be a king."

You scoff as they hash this issue, until Frigga says, Your father —"

And it spills out, like venom, vitriol and black, "He's not my father!"

Frigga looks pained. You always does this to her. You always hurt her. But you're too angry to back down, too angry to allow her to soften you. Your father said you deserved to die. He has earned every scrap of resentment and bile you can muster. No less, nothing less for what he has done to you.

But she says, "Then am I not your mother?"

A swallow. A turn.

"You're not."

She smiles. Her eyes fill with tears. "You're always so perceptive about everyone but yourself," she says and you cannot take it anymore, dispelling the illusion. It burns away in white light. You are alone.

Do not forget that. You are alone. ]

[abracafcku]

["Then am I not your mother?"

The lie that left his throat, a parting painful barb, stung them both. Taako pulls his hand back from the painting. Loki had been hurting, pushing people away, and the one person he'd never meant to push had been caught in the tide. Her smile is like a knife, sharpened by the tears in her eyes, and the knowledge that it wasn't true.

He pulls his hand back to his chest and sighs. Somehow this is worse than the memories brought by the Tesseract. Those were painful, visceral and raw, but this is emotional pain on a different level. Rejecting the only mother he knew because of anger at his father.]

I'd call you a spoiled shit for rejecting her, but considering everything - can't really blame you. Families are complicated, huh?

[dothelokimotion]

[ loki hums. ]

She loved me but she also lied to me. They all made me believe I was one of them while they let Asgard curse the name of my people. I grew up on the stories of monsters, monsters that looked like me. Monsters that Thor wanted to kill as a child.

That is not a poison so easily removed.

[abracafcku]

Fair. Racists be racists, even if they're, you know, your family and otherwise okay people.

[Taako's known his fair share. A lot of people are orcist on Faerun, not least of which because orcs were kind of a nasty bunch of people who liked to fuck shit up. But orcs were also super badasses that fought to save the world like Killian and nerdy as fuck like Brad Bradson, so labeling all orcs as monsters was pretty fucked up.]

Not defending what they did, because it's suuuuper fucked up they let you hate your own people for so long, but they thought of you as one of their own instead. 50% nice and 50% what the fuck, y'know?