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Log: Ongoing
When; Friday afternoon (07/11)
Rating; PG
Characters; Meta Knight![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
metastable, Sasha Nein monochrome_mind
Summary; Sasha gives Meta a tour, and the two analytical thinkers share some musings and information about the City.
Log;
The City was much easier to traverse by air. All these immense creatures called 'humans' were roaming the ground. Most of them seemed to have no capability of flight, unfortunately crowding the ground far more than he had hoped. He wasn't the sort to go flying around and showing off his wings to everyone -- in fact, it could take any attackers off guard if they expected a land battle and he suddenly made it a ground-to-air battle. Unfortunately, in this sea of five- to six-foot sentients, his little two-foot frame was unfit for walking about in the crowds.
This City did seem like a world of its own, but the more likely possibility was some kind of control from a higher group of entities. Brainwashing, or mass deception, or some kind of magically induced compliance that produced all these legends about one-day curses and deities and so forth. Nightmare was close to a god, and presumably there were gods about, but it seemed so unlikely that here was a sequestered land hidden away from any possible universe and tucked out of the reach of space-time.
It would take a lot of convincing to prove that, say, this wasn't just one of Nightmare's slave-colonies-to-be. Simply him growing these creatures like mice in this false City, waiting to seize them in their prime.
But thoughts aside, the air currents were gentle today, easy on his bat's wings. Down below, amidst the crowd shuffling near the carousel, a man stood near its edge and calmly looked into the distance. His thin sunglasses hid his eyes -- well planned, Meta thought -- but the little lean of his head suggested he was idle for a reason. Though the bird's-eye-view didn't do him justice, he looked like the man in the images. Another human, or at least quite possibly human in some way.
Meta circled once, then dropped down vertically to land on the branch of a small tree near the man. He was slightly above Sasha's head level, putting him at comparable height to the humans now.
"Well met." He pulled his cape across himself and held it in place there. "This is a strange place for a carousel. But then, this entire City is nothing if not strange."
Rating; PG
Characters; Meta Knight
metastable, Sasha Nein monochrome_mindSummary; Sasha gives Meta a tour, and the two analytical thinkers share some musings and information about the City.
Log;
The City was much easier to traverse by air. All these immense creatures called 'humans' were roaming the ground. Most of them seemed to have no capability of flight, unfortunately crowding the ground far more than he had hoped. He wasn't the sort to go flying around and showing off his wings to everyone -- in fact, it could take any attackers off guard if they expected a land battle and he suddenly made it a ground-to-air battle. Unfortunately, in this sea of five- to six-foot sentients, his little two-foot frame was unfit for walking about in the crowds.
This City did seem like a world of its own, but the more likely possibility was some kind of control from a higher group of entities. Brainwashing, or mass deception, or some kind of magically induced compliance that produced all these legends about one-day curses and deities and so forth. Nightmare was close to a god, and presumably there were gods about, but it seemed so unlikely that here was a sequestered land hidden away from any possible universe and tucked out of the reach of space-time.
It would take a lot of convincing to prove that, say, this wasn't just one of Nightmare's slave-colonies-to-be. Simply him growing these creatures like mice in this false City, waiting to seize them in their prime.
But thoughts aside, the air currents were gentle today, easy on his bat's wings. Down below, amidst the crowd shuffling near the carousel, a man stood near its edge and calmly looked into the distance. His thin sunglasses hid his eyes -- well planned, Meta thought -- but the little lean of his head suggested he was idle for a reason. Though the bird's-eye-view didn't do him justice, he looked like the man in the images. Another human, or at least quite possibly human in some way.
Meta circled once, then dropped down vertically to land on the branch of a small tree near the man. He was slightly above Sasha's head level, putting him at comparable height to the humans now.
"Well met." He pulled his cape across himself and held it in place there. "This is a strange place for a carousel. But then, this entire City is nothing if not strange."