netherworld_academy | The little bird sings her feelings to the people.

Entry tags:

ixthalluz,
mir

The little bird sings her feelings to the people.

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Hey. So, has anyone noticed that we are in a school where nobody teaches class except for that plant-lady? And she just plays Tetris all day. There's a ton of abandoned class rooms, waiting for people to move in and do something. I mean, I found an orchestra pit with a fully functional organ in it.

So, I'm going to make people an offer. I've got a working knowledge of music, and if there's anyone who wants to learn or form a band, or learn the quantum-mechanical underpinnings of magic that will blow the back of your skull off, get in contact with me. Meanwhile, I'm going to treat everyone to the sound of me blowing some of the dust out of this thing.

[Cue Tocata and Fuge in D minor.]

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So... ...

... this isn't the same as the uh... jail you were talking about, right?

Well, you won't be aware of the outside world while this is operating. And there is a slight risk of total psychic collapse, since there's going to be nobody monitoring from the outside. But we should be fine.

...

[She hesitates a bit]

Um...

... slight risk of...?

I'm a professional, I won't kill you like that.

R-right...

Less talking, more getting into the pod now.

[And less than a minute later, the two are knocked out and Ixthalluz is standing in the middle of an infinate, brightly lit nothing with lots of blue stuff in the distance.]

So yeah. Welcome to the Binary Field. There's not much here right now.

Huh...

... so um... where are you?

A good question! We would also accept 'Who are you' since I'm not the Mir who put you in here. I am the Mir who is apparent on the surface. The Mind guardian says that I'm the most superficial layer of Mir, but I'm also the public face, so I think I'm pretty important.

But anyways, I'm not here. You get to choose what kind of game we play. Do you like school or fantasy or science fiction?

Er...

[Ixthalluz is a little confused...]

... I, uh...

... I don't know.

...Oh. Well that's a pain-there's nothing here unless a story starts. Well, nothing except Stonehenge and Ayatane.

[There does seem to be some sort of stone formation over there and a...wow, that's a hot guy.]

[She glances at them briefly]

Well, uh... I guess.... fantasy?

[Ixthalluz immediately gets into character as the world takes shape around her-she is the Dragon Queen of an ancient kingdom today, and her subjects pay tribute to her in exchange for her protection. Recently however, there have been rumors of discontent and uprising...

The little birds outside her palace chirp softly as she awakens atop her giant pile of treasure.]

[First things first... Ixthalluz looks around to make sure nobody is watching, and then...]

[... she starts rolling around in her treasure hoard... kind of like a big cat...]

[...I guess thing can just wait for the main character of this story to...stop rolling around in her treasure. I mean, how long could that take?]

[But there's so much of it to roll in! This might take awhile...]

[Well fine, but time is wasting. See, the sun is moving higher in the sky now! You can't stay in bed all day!]

[F-fine... after a bit, she finally exits her hoard chamber]

[Outside, waiting for her, is one of her many servants, the humans chosen to prepare her food, wash her body, and manage the affairs of her kingdom. This one is new, but no less skilled.]

Good morning Milady. Did you sleep well?

I slept well, yes. Do you have any news that I should be aware of?

Edited 2013-04-17 20:11 (UTC)

There was a minor demonic incursion last night, in the city's lower district, but the local guards contained it. A cult had summoned them to wreck vengance, or so they claimed.

[A small rumble of discontent from the dragon is her first reply]

Were any of these cultists taken prisoner?

One was. He awaits your pleasure. Or displeasure, as the case may be.

Excellent.

[And Ixie is off to see the poor prisoner]

[Since this is a dragon's palace, there's obviously a passageway down to the dungeon for Ixie, while the servant scurries off down a human sized staircase to beat her to the destination.

It's all very well aranged, so when Ixie gets there, the poor cultist is already stripped naked and properly on the rack.]

Edited 2013-04-17 20:43 (UTC)

Has he yet said anything of note?

Edited 2013-04-17 20:50 (UTC)

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