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[skaikru]

Who: clarke griffin & your poor unfortunate soul
What: memories, all alone in the moonlight
When: all of march
Where: wherever you least expect a rift in reality to open up. also space, mount weather, earth...
Warnings: general warnings for blood, violence, murder attempted or completed, genocide, maybe even gross body farming. specific prompts will have their individual warnings listed in the body of this post and any additional ones will be noted in subject headers.




CHILDHOOD ( open )
— enjoy the little things, like watching a kid commit the stupid crime of touching books. no warnings here.

SKYBOX ( karkat, number 6, & open )
— did you know clarke was in prison for a year for treason? conspiracy to commit treason? eh, best summed up as "to keep her quiet". well now you can find out! bonus points, she thinks she's hallucinating. cw: probably some dead dad/execution talk and mention of mild eugenics themes, this is dystopia space after all.

D(ropship) DAY ( rita & open )
— when 100 kids are pretty certain they're about to be prematurely executed, one or two's likely to fight back. abby griffin cameo! cw: see above warnings.

QUARANTINE ( darcy, palamedes, & open )
— witness clarke gone absolutely feral, and her first escape attempt from body harvesters she doesn't know are body harvesters yet mount weather. cw: some self harm, blood, violence, potential body horror depending on how the thread goes.

LEVERS ( open but requires plotting )
— join clarke in committing a genocide! cw: genocide!! (also mentions of torture and body farming) this can also partially serve as a cinematic experience for your character, but please respond with some sort of reaction just so i know who saw it.

AIRLOCK 5 ( semi-closed to natsuno, but hmu ooc if you're interested )
— no one likes being faced with their demons. but sometimes those demons set up creepy music boxes and lure you into watching your friends being murdered. cw: violence, attempted (or successful! threads of fate can be changed) murder

THE CITY OF LIGHT ( open )
— when you show an a.i. a picture of the greater metropolitan new york, but she cleans it up and also makes it a hivemind that you have to infiltrate. cw: violence, some creepy hivemind shit, will warn further for anything else.

AFTERMATH ( open )
— your all purpose aftermath wildcards! wanted a memory i mentioned in the plotting post but it didn't make the cut? still available upon request! request starters or throw up your own

Comments

[hellonspectacles]

Oh, naturally. [The boy is still looking at Palamedes with a certain amount of wariness, but little Clarke remains open and eager. It’s enough to make Pal’s heart break, knowing that so much will harden her in the next ten years. Pal wishes there were some wisdom he could grant her, something he could say that would soften the blows to come. But he cannot. All he can do is show a little girl and her friend an old book, and be glad that it gives them joy.

With care, Palamedes closes the book. Eventually, someone will come in here, assuming Wells doesn’t grow suspicious enough to find an adult who actually belongs here. As much as he hates to leave them, he needs to extricate himself.]

That’s all the time I have, I’m afraid. Do you have the material you need for your drawings?

[skaikru]

( the closing of the book comes as a rather abrupt let down for little clarke, who looks up at pal with big, sad blue eyes. for a second it looks like she wants to protest — they're not done yet! they haven't seen fish, or corn stalks, or any really cool bugs. they haven't found the horse pictures yet either! — but swallows it. drops her head to look at the floor and sorta scuffs the toe of her shoe against the ground.

but not entirely put out, because she'd gotten to see sunflowers and a barn, and — )

Yeah, I have charcole and ( with the pride akin to someone from the sixth proclaiming they have a piece of real paper all to themselves ) — a whole pencil.

It's like half of a pencil. ( wells on the other hand seems a bit relieved this is over, and is looking over his shoulder at the entrance door like he echoes pal's thoughts. but still finds time to playfully chide his best friend.

and it works to snap her out of the mini depression that storytime is over, as clarke whips her head around and raises a hand to her mouth — like that at all hides the fact she's sticking her tongue out from pal. ) A pencil's a pencil, it counts.

[hellonspectacles]

I’m afraid I have to agree with the young lady. A pencil is still a pencil, regardless of its size.

[Palamedes rocks from foot to foot, struck by the uncharacteristic desire to pull Clarke and her friend into a tight hug. But he isn’t used to such displays of affection in the best of circumstances, and he can’t imagine that such a gesture would go over well here and now. Instead, finally, he returns the book to its plinth and sets the glass covering back in place.]

Well, this has been an absolutely fascinating diversion. [A pause, looking at each of them in turn.] Be well, children.

[skaikru]

( wells, relieved.

clarke, pouting. ) Aw...

( but neither put up much of a fight if and when pal turns to leave. wells does not jump down his throat asking questions about water compressors or the purification process, clarke doesn't cry and beg for one more book. but she does lift one hand to give a small wave, before her best friend grabs the other and tugs insistently. he can probably hear them whispering — )

We gotta go before someone else comes along.

I — I know. But that guy... ( ...huh. ) What did he say his name was?

( just out of the rooms opening archway, a rift will reopen for palamedes to exit through. actually really well timed this time, not everyone this month gets so lucky