#wishpsynergy

“You’ll push, while these Alraune lead us. Thanks for volunteering!”

     If it wasn’t clear, the god before Mia wasn’t really giving her a choice.

That doesn’t matter, as long as he wins and gets to the top.

“FUCK THIS PLACE!”

     Holding up the odd handheld food, she wasn’t certain what to make out of it. The man who was cooking up the meats said the one she took was called a ‘hamburger’. Ham meant pig, at least that was what she thought until she took a bite into it. That did not taste like any pig she’d eaten, if anything it tasted like beef. Though she wasn’t too surprised at this point as she had tried the one called a ‘hotdog’ a bit ago and it was not dog. At least she didn’t think it was. Either way, both were pretty delicious. If she had any complaint it was that the naming were weird. 

     Taking another bite out of her not ham hamburger, she gazed around at the people gathered around. Apparently there was a firework show, something she was curious about seeing. She’d seen them maybe once or twice in her life but with how everything here seemed to be an upgraded version of what she already knew, she was excited to see the show. Perching herself at the edge of the boardwalk, she glanced over to the person beside her, deciding to strike up a conversation. 

“...Do you think this pig will really help us in this game? Those things called it a game, but they didn’t seem to care if we wanted to play or not.“

It was a bit away till Halloween but the Bandicoot honestly couldn’t help himself when it came to wearing his costume. He was honestly surprised this place even had ‘Rawkit Head’ stuff for a costume! He was even sure he saw a few more of those costumes he picked up on his latest adventure in there in the back, so at lease if he gets bored of this one he can switch it up!

The bandicoot couldn’t help but have a bit of a jump in his step as he walked through the streets of Spirale. He was just so happy about his costume! Yeah it was something related to N.gin.....But he couldn’t deny that it was really good! However the marsupial should have really been watching where he was going as he accidently bumps into someone,stumbling back slightly before gently rubbing at his nose. Thank god the face pain had dried off!

❝Excuse me, miss. Do you need help carrying that?❞ Celica asks, pointing to whatever was in the bluette’s hands. This was an island where resources were plentiful, yes? Was the bluette trying to deliver some supplies to people? Celica figured that’s what she she should do too, since she was here. She didn’t even want to do this crazy adventure thrill-ride, but she had no choice. Her phone had glitched out and BOOM. Here she was. Foss Island, was it? This was a natural island, right? Celica hadn’t really got a chance to learn more about the separate islands in detail before being suddenly teleported from Spirale. Not only that, the faulty system seems to be affecting her phone rather easily. She keeps popping between islands.

Hopefully she could be of some use before she ends teleporting again. The whole thing was such a mess, and Celica wanted to fix it. She imagined people worried, fearful, alone. If she was forced to partake in this, she might as well and offer hospitality work for those that may be on their own.

...Was she just hearing things, or was that a screech in the background?!

Oh gods.

❝Are you carrying supplies?❞ The redhead tries to distract herself from that awful sound she may or may have not heard by returning herself to the current topic at hand. Her hands are folded primly in front of her. Her crown is seated upon her head. A  blue-blood is here in a island where wild creatures could be wandering. This was fine. ❝If you need help, you can count on me. I’m just as stuck on this island as you are! I’d be honored to help someone, because Mila only knows what I should be doing otherwise!❞ 

Starter for @wishpsynergy

Any mage knew leylines ran all over the world- back on earth, anyway. An initial observation check of any location required finding the currents of magical energy. They could provide power and be used to one’s advantage or disadvantage. They were like magic circuits of the earth itself, a power grid. Typically, it took some patient testing and observation to find them in a foreign area, continents themselves all different in format and direction.

What baffled Svin was seeing bright gold ones shining in plain sight.

The Cotes ward was directly across from Archimedes. He felt more drawn to the natural sector of Spirale, eager for the nostalgia of the British countryside, some greenery without feeling like he was suffocating. He was still poor as a pauper and struck out on foot, admiring the horses and carriages in Opalarian Market but electing to take a stroll into the woods and get pleasantly lost. Not really lost, though. His nose was better than his eyes. He could trust that for the physical path out of the forest and for reading the intentions of others. He was mostly attuned to Flat, someone whose positivity never made it from brain to mouth (perhaps along with his logical thoughts) but it could help discern what reeked of trouble beforehand too.

But these golden lines, they were wondrous, odd. They shone through the leaves of the forest floor like late afternoon sunshine coming up from the ground itself. neither good nor evil, simply existing, there.

Svin glanced around, only seeing trees in any direction. He shrugged. There was a path, why not follow? He tread on the golden light as birdsong echoed around him, a piece of nature so perfect it was hard to believe it had been crafted, not born. The lines seemed to glow with bolstered intensity the further he walked until they came to a dovetail, converging in front of a building the size of a castle, straight from a fairytale.

The Great Library, though he didn’t know it yet.

He jumped, suddenly aware he wasn’t alone while he gawked. A girl his age was near him, a girl or a fae? He could sense some energy within her, something under the blue hair and fair face. His first instinct was to be tongue tied and then avert his eyes with a soft smile, eyes snapping back to the grand building in front of them.