purgastory | week six

week six.

Once again, the fog moves, filling every nook and cranny of the blanket fort, letting it all slowly fade from view. As always, Heart locations remain, joined by a few new additions. You know the name of this game now. You know that choosing to stay behind is not the key to moving forward, and therefore, you must cross the border and plunge into the fog once again.

This time the fog has a bite of frost, the temperature dropping drastically as the cloud of fog peels back, revealing the shiny, glittering expanse of snow beyond. Shivers run through your no doubt unsuitable clothing, but luckily for you the luxurious resort beyond is just close enough to avoid the worst of the chill. (Your shoes will absolutely get wet though, sorry...) Once inside, the lobby is warm and toasty, filled with squat, comfortable couches and a minibar on the opposite corner. There is an elevator to take you to another floor, as well as signs for the ski slopes outlined on the walls opposite.

Welcome to your Wintry Wonderland! You may change into appropriate attire in one of the many changing rooms, but please be careful -- you will feel an urge to seek warmth as you explore this particular maze, whether by an embrace or through hand-holding. It will feel like second nature to you, and perhaps a godsend in this freezing landscape.

0. heart tasks

The notice board is still here this week, now with a new set of tasks written on it! Along the Akheron river, there's a fresh slew of boxes and containers along its bank. They're all locked up tight, but they have your names on them. They're also nicely decorated.

Mementos Mori Homesickness is a terrible thing. Complete one of these tasks and you may just find yourself with something to ease it.
✦ Bite someone with feeling and explain the feeling.
✦ Exchange thoughtful gifts with one other.
✦ Tell someone a secret, something you think that person should know about you.

Whether you intend to or not, if you complete one of the above tasks, you'll know that your box has been unlocked. Inside can be an item from home, it doesn't matter how big or small. It doesn't need to belong to your character or your character's Eurydice, as long as it's something they might want. The box will have your character's name on it though and written in small script Good luck! Almost there. The item may also be a pet. You do not need to report this to the mods; we'll go by honor system.

i. central ice rink

Once properly attired, you are free to venture outside. Here, the fields of snow seem endless, bright beneath the winter sunshine. All that clean snow, just begging for someone to make footprints, construct castles, or initiate snow fights! What fun! What joy!

A little further ahead is a large lake, completely frozen over. There is a stand nearby offering skates of all sizes, for those who would like to skate along on top of the ice. There are also convenient guard rails along one edge of the lake for our timid novices. Take a few turns and get comfortable. Or maybe not too comfortable...

As you make your loops, you may notice movement, and as you coast to a stop, you will realize that the movement is in fact an image, a memory being played in full view on the ice beneath you. No matter where you skate off to, the memory will follow, seemingly endless in every direction. Of course, you could still try to stop the memory, perhaps by smashing your skate through the ice if you're desperate enough, but that will only send you and whoever is with you beneath the ice and into the freezing lake, where you will be both submerged.

Whatever happens, the memory will have a specific theme of either greed or charity, such as:

✦ A memory where you experienced some form of desire, possession, greed, or experienced the consequences of such greed from another.
✦ A memory where you experienced some form of charity, whether positive or negative -- when you received something from another that you desperately needed at the time. Perhaps it was a hopeful plea, perhaps it was demeaning humiliation. Or perhaps you were the one who sought to give, your intentions kind or conceited.
✦ A fantasy of all that you ever wished to possess, or one of all the things you've given to see others thrive.

ii. santa's workshop

If you venture down to the resort's basement, you will what looks like a charming, rustic... workroom? Or perhaps a storage room? There are piles upon piles of objects, some wrapped neatly in boxes, others still needing some work done, because apparently, all of these objects are broken in some way. There are instruments that still need to be stringed, shoes missing their pairs, flashlights that don't turn on, paddles with only the letters "Y A O" carved into them. Whatever you can think to find, you will -- except in a state of repair.

Just on the table beyond are a few very basic tools: screwdrivers, hammers, wrenches, etc, but the supplies themselves seem to be missing...? Turns out that if you want to fix an object, you'll have to take apart something else to get what you need. Unfortunately, you'll have to apply a little bit of elbow grease to get what you want -- as the objects themselves don't feel like giving them up? Stuffed animals will take a swat at you, toasters will hit you with their cords, and sexy lingerie may even attempt to strangle you...

But they're just objects, and you can obviously fight back. Or if not, then feel free to try other more peaceful approaches: such as mentioning a time, object, concept, etc that you wish you could have or return to or telling someone what you wish you could give them. Once shared, the objects will go back to normal.

iii. the charity auction

Ascend the stairs from the lobby into the resort's magnificent ballroom, where apparently some kind of banquet is underway? There are crowds of shadowy figures seated at tables and milling about, holding sparkling glasses of champagne and eating little appetizers from large trays, but most of the activity is directed towards the stage, where a shadowy auctioneer thumps their mallet and calls out the name of the newest object.

A name that turns out to be... yours! Before you know it, you are ushered onto stage, squinting against the bright lights to see the crowd beyond. Distantly, you can hear the auctioneer announce your name, a fun fact, and why exactly you deserve to be taken out! Whether on a hot date or wiped from the surface of the earth. Or maybe both?

The only way to leave is if some merciful soul makes a bid for you. For those who find themselves in the crowd, desperate to save whoever's on stage -- you will feel the urge to make your bid (or don't, maybe you think this is funny). Of course, the bid has to be... substantial. Money can only go so far... We're looking for creative bids here, y'know?

Once your bid is accepted, you may escort your prize from the stage. Please know that whatever the bid is -- it must be paid on the spot. Maybe you promised an ear lick or a kiss -- maybe you promised to be their servant for an hour henceforth. Whatever it is, you have to do it in the Grand Charity Gala room in order to be set free.

iv. snowman sculpting

Maybe you decide to go back outside after the warmth of the resort, or maybe you'd like to keep playing in the snow... Nearby are several different snow figures, all in need of decoration. They are just so sad and naked without you...

🥕 Carrot Nose: You feel an intense curiosity to know everything you've yet to learn about the person you're with. What's their blood type? What's their dream wedding venue? If they were wooed by a shark or a pirate, then which would they choose? The questions can be completely nonsensical and unrelated to each other. It doesn't matter, because you need to know!!
⚫ Coal Smile: You feel the burden of your sins weighing upon you. Suddenly, you need for the person you're with to forgive you for what you've done to them, or for what you will do. Maybe you feel the urge to confess to a curse. Maybe you want to tell them that you thought they were really annoying once. Or maybe you want to apologize for thinking they're a great big degenerate.
🧣 Cute Scarf: Congratulations! You Are A Child Now. Feel free to keep your adult minds, or revert back to the mindset you had as a smol baby.
🎩 Snazzy Bowler: You are on the run from your creditors. You must hide now! Now! Take whoever's with you so they don't sell you out to the IRS, or because they clearly have crimes they're on the run from too. Go and hide in a cramped closet together.
❌ Naked: For some reason, you don't want to dress any of these snowmen. Boo, tomato, tomato! You will be haunted by three ghostly versions of yourself: past, present, and future, who will all talk about your faults and how you are not a good person and how you should turn it all around somehow.

mod notes.

✦ Hello again, darling clowns! This week's log features both the aforementioned maze and our central locations! Feel free to write central-specific or maze-specific prompts. Or both!
✦ For the Ice Rink, mods will not be policing what memories (trululus) or fantasies (delulus) you choose to have your character share, but please keep to the themes of greed/charity! Moreso, memories must have a canon basis, even if they’re headcanon. However, fantasies can be from alternate route paths (otome/visual novel/AU style) as long as they’re within the set parameters. There will be more opportunities for this in the future, so don’t worry about not being able to give out your lore. Have fun!
✦ Questions specific to this log can be directed to the #mod-questions channel in the discord!
✦ Maze Runs are available for this week!

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[STOP WITH THE BITING

but he gives this baby a smile and grasps his hand back.]

Of course. It'll be like a treasure hunt.

[ okay, so

He'd said he'd wanted to find this aeroship but he sees the ski lifts and immediately tries to tug Lucien in that direction. What is an attention span. ]

[oh, to be a child... lucien easily follows along wherever this baby wishes to go.]

Something caught your attention?

Yeah! That!

[ points

Except, halfway up the ski-lift seems to disappear into fog. Where does it go? It's a mystery. But babies don't think that far and he's just thinking about how everyone on it seems to be floating in the sky. ]

[

lucien does not know what a ski lift is.]

Shall we check it out, then?

[ THEY'RE GOING TO END UP IN THE GREAT UNKNOWN. YIPPEE. ]

Let's!!

[ drags faster ]

[CONCERNING

lucien does his best to keep up but at least this is a small child and not a giant like hak so he doesn't have to worry about the pace or running out of stamina probably. he hopes this ski lift isn't too far, actually.]

[ i simply do not think many people here would accept just going into the fog but you do you lucien… you are the adult in the room

And no… it isn't. I shall spare them both. But whenever they get to it, he seems to want to sit in Lucien's lap. Humour? Don't humour? ]

[okay but consider that lucien's sense of self-preservation has been shot dead

also this child can and should have whatever he wants, so lucien will humour him. he may sit in lap.]

[ HELP ME he is so valid for this. i think

But he will kick his feet in excitement! Off they go! It kind of makes the ski lift jiggle a little… how is he with heights… Elysium is having the time of his life. ]

[thankfully lucien gets on aeroships all the time and they are notoriously shaky still so the jiggling doesn't faze lucien... he is just glad to see this baby enjoying himself.]

Having fun?

[ He stops kicking long enough to peer up at Lucien. ]

Mhm! It's more fun because you're with me. Can I stay here forever? It's so much better than home.

It's not good to be in the cold for too long, so we should at least go inside at some point. [thinks about how his body is definitely going to pay for this later and prays that this dang river price ends soon.] What's wrong with home?

[ CRYING why did Lucien do this. I suppose they can have weak tear ducts together later when he collapses into the snow and he has to find someone to save him.

But his mouth seems to quiver just thinking about "home". ]

… Too many things! [ Tiny fists clench. ] I'm not allowed to go out or talk to other people. And the Inquisition… they're always taking people away.

No one's ever happy, even though the people in my books are.

[STOP NOT THIS]

... Sometimes, the happy endings in books take a while to happen in real life. You just have to keep holding out.

[...]

Though why does... the Inquisition take people away?

[ …

On this ski lift that seemingly goes on for years, Elysium suddenly goes reticent, quietly folding in on himself. uuuuu… ]

[baby ): lucien will wrap his arms around him in a hug if he'll let him.]

I'm sorry. You don't have to think about it.

[ HE WILL!!!! He will even lean into him as he starts sniffling… wow… ]

They take away people because they're bad. But… I don't think everyone is. Are we bad, señor? If we want to be friends with Aegir?

You're not bad. [says that firmly.] ... Who is Aegir?

[ The sound of a sniffle, like he's not sure he entirely believes Lucien. ]

… Aegir isn't a name! Um. They look like me without the feathers. [ Then, as if he's come to a realisation, he's peering up at Lucien again. ] Oh! Like you! Except they come from the sea… so that makes them bad.

Scary monsters come from the sea, but… they don't look like scary monsters. You don't look like a scary monster, señor.

[WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE SEA, wonders someone who just came from a sea cyoa.]

I'm fairly certain that I'm not a scary monster either.

[ it is always the sea because even irl it is genuinely horrific

But for the rest of the ride, Elysium just reaches for one of Lucien's arms and clings to it—it's all the affirmation he can provide that he isn't. Once they're at the top of the mountain—

he immediately clings harder. Yet, he's also so incredibly sparkly-eyed. ]

… Wow! Everything looks so small…!

[ forgets about the sea's crimes ]

[he also peers over at the scenery below.]

When you're up this high, it feels like you're in a different world than from everyone down below, doesn't it?

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