driftermagician

[driftermagician]

((OOC - Slow Replies))

Good timezone everyone! I am working on replies right now, I’ve already gotten a few out already, but I’m just popping in to say Imma be SUPER slow and taking a lot of breaks because last night I had a very severe PTSD episode. I wont go into detail because of obvious personal reasons, but just be aware that if my posts come at irregular paces or seem off kilter, that’d be why. 

I’ll try to get them all done today, but I make no promises with it. Thank you all for understanding, and I hope you all stay safe on this snowy winter day.

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dctxrsheretohxlp​:

        ► - You’ve been left alone again. No one is here to save you.

        ♥ - K9 could hear whispers in the forest, that he somehow ended up in. He wasn’t sure if it was real or not. If the words were true, or if the woods around him was truly where he was stuck in. Wondering the world, weaving in between the trees. Doing what he can to ignore whatever voices he think he’s hearing.

        ♥ - At some point, the now human has started mumbling to himself. Speaking as if there is someone else there. As if there’s two of him, talking but not responding back. Whispering like a creep in the night. He’d stopped walking at some point, not even realizing he had been doing any of this. Something was surely different about these woods. About this planet that he had no idea how he ended up on it.

        ♥ - His back was turned, not paying attention to whoever could’ve been calling out. Until they did, in which he jumped completely. A bit of fear, a bit of realizing that this forest was real and he was actually stuck in it. He quickly turned around, to face the other. A look of shock, and confusion on his face. Shock mainly that someone had even found him.

        ♥ - K9 took a moment to tilt his head, pause in his speaking. He knew exactly what he was doing, or well, what he would say he was doing. Loading. He just stared at the other, it was clear that he would be considered slow as he was processing a way to respond to the stranger.

        ♣ - “Loaded response. This units name is K-9. Counter-Quarry. Who are you?”

{ ♠ - Magician stared at the stranger, clutching his robe tighter around his body. It was more like Guardian’s robe, but still. The cold breeze nipped at his skin as he waited an answer. Had it always been this cold? Yes, of course it was, he was just too hopped up on adrenaline and a nervous desire to protect what had become his home to really notice. }

{ ♦️ - ❝I am...❞ }

{ ♠ - He thought for a second, wondering if he should give his true name or just his current name. Pondering for a minute, he resigned to go with his Drifter tag. That’s what he did with most people and it seemed to work just fine. Right? He hoped it’d work here too. }

{ ♦️ - ❝I am Magician, but you can call me Magi for short, if you’d like.❞ }

{ ♠ - He studied the others actions, they were somewhat strange. Disjointed words and seemingly odd energies. He couldn’t help but wonder if this person was some kind of android? He had seen androids in the past, was very familiar with them in fact, didn’t like them at all, but this one... he was different. Only his behavior was android-like. }

{ ♠ - Everything else though, that was surprisingly... human. Or at least how the old paintings depict humans. The person before him was close to his own appearance in a way, but also not at all. How many ‘humans’ has he encountered at this point.000 }

{ ♠ - Another glitch in time mayhap? After that strange character, the Doctor, came here things have just been so topsy turvy. }

{ ♦️ - ❝What are you doing here anyways, you seem rather lost.❞ }

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cxlxurbliind​:

        ♠ - Should he keep dragging Magi?         ♠ - Yes, he definetly should.         ♠ - Oh shit wait no.         ♠ - Not his TARDIS!!

        ♣ - “OH SHIT OH FUCK-”         ♠ - He runs.         ♠ - He’s about to catch himself a HUD.         ♠ - Gotta catch them all now.

{ ♢ - BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP! }

{ ♠ - The HUD continued to bang into the TARDIS’ console, floating away from Six every time he got close. Whirling around to some other point to reinitiate his banging. }

{ ♠ - Was the HUD misinterpreting Magi’s instructions? }

{ ♠ - Probably. }

{ ♠ - Was he going to stop it? }

{ ♦️ - ❝Why do I get the feeling this is going to make us crash?❞ }

{ ♠ - He wasn’t going to lift a fucking finger. }

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beep

Open starter for 12/19/2020 inspired by this song.

{ ♠ - He tapped his foot impatiently, perhaps too impatiently. }

{ ♠ - Was he pissed? Yeah. Would he admit it? No. }

{ ♦️ - ❝Give me one good reason why I should stay.❞ }

{ ♢ - BEEP! }

{ ♦️ - ❝Well I know that but...❞ }

{ ♢ - BEEP! }

{ ♦️ - ❝I’m not supposed to be a babysitter.❞ }  

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Repetition

Open starter for 12/18/2020 inspired by this song.

{ ♠ - He felt as though he was redoing this life over and over again. An endless spiral as the clocks ticked forward. It wasn’t just a routine, no. It was nothing like that. As he stood over the Abyss, closed still with one pillar left, he felt like he had come here before. This, right here, had happened already. }

{ ♠ - Was it the ‘retry’ which had occurred? No... It couldn’t have been that. Then what was it? Had he truly gone through this path again? Was he doomed to repeat himself over and over again, going through life, taking out all of the war lords, and then going off to face off with Judgement himself? Was that all that happened? }

{ ♠ - He couldn’t tell anymore. Was this repeating feeling, this feeling of such harsh and abrasive deja vu really his life repeating in an endless timeloop, or was he just bound to the same repeating schedule. Was that it? Was it his routine messing with his flow of time? }

{ ♠ - Magician couldn’t tell, as he stepped over the door to the abyss, he let himself wander into the desert landscape of the south. }

{ ♠ - The sands felt suffocating, the grass was beginning to rot and decay. The statues and structures were beginning to fall apart, showing just how much this world was decaying. There was nothing living here, there wouldn’t be for a very long time after even he was gone. }

{ ♠ - Dipping into crevices, he investigated all he could. One room filled with bombs, one area where it was just a sharp cliff, and empty and vacant desert flanked on both sides by sheep sandstone cliffs. How much would it take to make those sandstones crumble beneath his feet? }

{ ♠ - He swore he felt a hand reach up out of the sands and grab his ankle. }

{ ♠ - Turning around, he saw nothing at his feet, but was glad for the phantom touch. Someone was in fact there. A stranger in the distance. }

{ ♦️ - ❝State your purpose of being here.❞ }

{ ♢ - BEEP! }

[driftermagician]

Shadow

Open starter for 12/17/2020 inspired by this song.

{ ♠ - Who knew that the darkness could be so encompassing? The night filled every hole and every crevice, hiding what would otherwise be in clear sight behind a veil of invisibility. Despite his big, black, almond eyes -- Magician couldn’t see all too well in the pitch black. }

{ ♠ - Yet here he felt nothing but safety. Despite his inability to see, he felt as though he was safe and sound within the darkness. As if he was able to feel comfort within the night. Here he was not able to be pursued by trivial memories from the backdrop of his life. He didn’t have to be reminded of failures or of the pure hatred that others held towards him only because he was a different species. }

{ ♠ - It was in this night, hidden within underbrush and within caverns far to the west that he managed to reminisce on how things have changed. No longer did he have to run from people, he could fend them off on his own, but at the same time he couldn’t do anything else. }

{ ♠ - How he wanted to fulfill his dream of having a home. Having some semblance of a family. The ability to be happy is something he is missing out on entirely. Instead, he was cursed with a dreadful disease. One leaving him without the ability to feel joy or even life. He wanted to be able to reach up and grow, but he can’t, for his life’s expiration date had been set out before him. }

{ ♠ - He felt a cough rattle his bones and muscles. It hurt terribly so, but there was nothing he could do about it. His entire figure was going to hurt regardless, what would the sharp pain of his dying lungs really do to him. Leaning back against the sheer rock wall, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to drift. }

{ ♠ - He thought that being asleep and facing the dull pain was better then being awake and having to feel it all at once. It was difficult falling to sleep, it always was, but he managed after a while. He wondered what Guardian would think since he wasn’t coming home tonight. Would he think he died? }

{ ♠ - He sat like this for a while, completely oblivious to all that was around him. But as time went on, and the night began to draw to a close, he began to feel something in his sleep. The feeling of eyes on him, the feeling of being watched. It was unsettling. }

{ ♠ - His eyes shot open and he quickly grabbed his pistol. Aiming it at the silhouette, his posture showed that he was ready for whatever was to come. This stranger wouldn’t kill him in his sleep. }

{ ♦️ - ❝Who the hell are you?❞ }

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cronch

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Wandering Traveller Drifter

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the drifter, who I love,,

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I can handle almost anything except for those gosh-darn scary plant beasts

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Doodles from two of my favorite games!

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thinkin of him…….

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unbelievable super cool outrageous and amazing

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I’m gonna play the game soon so might as well draw him :D 

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au where everything is exactly the same except the npcs literally talk in pictures