#forgottenluck

[ofstarsandskies]

@forgottenluck || Mom & Dad are fighting again over this

"What would you want me to call your constant tantrums then?" Julius said, his unnatural emotionally detached shell on full display. "Am I supposed to reward you because you've only done step one: recognize the problem? If you want help, save the excuses of why you haven't changed and show me what's supposedly changed about--"

"--Getting into constant arguments doesn't help either, Julius!" Ludger had to take a breath himself before he made this a three-way shouting match. With Julius now quiet, he could mediate a little, "Nii-san, I know you're being so cavalier about this because you want to act as a counterbalance. But there's a difference between excusing bad behavior and picking fights! You have to meet people halfway."

--But it had no effect on Julius. If anything, he dropped the mask to show his visible disappointment in both him and Koun, "Just as you met your old friends halfway?"

"That..." Ludger couldn't help tearing up a little, having that thrown back at him by his brother. "...I-I just... I want the fighting to stop. Please." He didn't want to keep making both Koun's and Julius' lives miserable due to his selfish actions.

[talesofourworlds]

@forgottenluck liked for a Xillia anniversary starter!

It seemed fortune might have favored him that day.

Jude's intention had been to check on how things were in Nia Khera and the surrounding area. Ivar had been nowhere to be seen, so he assumed the former handmaid had decided to leave for parts unknown. That didn't mean the village deserved to be without someone checking to make sure everything was okay. It was as Jude was checking the forest that he spotted a familiar face. One he'd only encountered by chance when he'd stumbled into a realm he wasn't supposed to be in.

"It's you..." Jude smiled. He couldn't quite remember if they had actually introduced themselves when last they'd seen one another. That said, it still was good to see him. But what was he doing near Nia Khera?

"I didn't think I was going to see you again," Jude said. "What are you doing?" The same could have been asked of him, but Jude could explain himself in a moment.

[mistralxsoul]

"... Is there ... Something going on with sharks that I should be worried about? Why does Koun seem to be freaking out so badly...?"

Was Koun afraid of sharks? How interesting! Flynn always thought sharks were a little cute.... In a weird 'they look soulless' way.

[bonescribes]

@forgottenluck // sc.

the magician is certainly intrigued by the power he senses , and it's written all over his face -- until he replaces the expression with a smile , that is . there's no need to come across as rude , after all , and fai can see that he's been seen .

" hi there ! " he greets , overly - cheerful . " are you a traveler as well , by chance ? "

[estarion]

shoves this into the face of @forgottenluck

[pastelfates]

@forgottenluck

◌・❀➵ "Your ears-." he's never met a humanoid with ears like that, but he has met a cat serpah maybe he's the child of a dog seraph but gramps said seraphim can't have kids.

[playfulkitsune]

@forgottenluck

"Koun, would you like some extra warmth? I can conjure up some more foxfire."

[beyondbinaries]

@forgottenluck

[traumamade]

@forgottenluck sent ❛  are you bleeding?  ❜

Shit. He hadn't even realized. Slowly, he looks down at his person to see the blood pouring out of the gash wound on his side. He blinks at it, he hadn't even felt it before now, but now that he sees it? It hurts and he can feel the dizziness hitting him from the blood loss he's experiencing.

"Hey.....would you look at that. Guess I am." Shit, he's gotta get this stitched up before he bleeds out here.

[butnobodyhome]

*casually sends this in*

(the cuddling is technically situational due to massive walls with him but once those come down he is very touch oriented.) (also wasn't sure if i should include the autism, cuz he does have anxiety and ptsd but---)

Anna also has anxiety and ptsd so it fills the same roll of “they understand me”

[ofstarsandskies]

Bad End Small Chat -- Think of the Children!

Koun: Oh fuck this-- Julius: Koun, children could hear you. Watch your language. Koun: You're pointing at your brother, you know. Julius: Did I stutter?

[azotas]

@forgottenluck​ 

One step after another with a hood over his head and covering spiked dull green hair as he slips through the streets in silence. His body still hurts, and he’s tired, but with every country after him, it’s not like an inn room would be an option for respite. Sync frowns as he quickly snags a coin purse from a person, bitter and angry as he walks forward. Or that should have been the case, but a hot hand is on his wrist and Sync can’t help the small bit of panic that stabs his still-beating heart. 

“Let me go- I’ll give it back-” If he got caught… it was death or even worse, prison.

[talesofourworlds]

@forgottenluck The wheel of fate chose... Eizen for your starter!

He had to be some kind of desperate to be looking for aid of this sort.

Well, quite frankly, Eizen was just that. The Reaper's Curse was a heavy burden to bear and had led to him hurting the one person he had sworn to protect. That same person now lived alone on the mountain home Eizen had made for the pair of them, and he scoured the land far and wide for ways to rid himself of his 'blessing.' So there he was, walking the unfamiliar path toward what he could only hope was some sort of salvation.

Truth be told, he wasn't even sure if this lead he'd found would work out like he hoped. Eizen only knew bits and pieces of this legend of sorts. Some sort of good fortune based god, that was said to hold dominion over a village. At least, that was what Eizen had gleaned from a book he'd found. To him, it sounded like maybe it was something akin to a malakhim. Or if it wasn't, a very powerful entity. Whether this being really could eliminate a pre-existing blessing of bad luck was up in the air. He just had to hope that, contrary to everything he'd known ever since figuring out what was causing bad things to happen to himself and his sister, he had a little bit of luck on his side.

As Eizen walked, he took note of the surrounding area. For a place that was supposed to house a village, it seemed rather quiet. Perhaps that was because the good luck entity kept away daemons, Eizen reasoned. It was either that, or the area was so sequestered that nothing could come to bring harm.

...Or perhaps there was no one left to fear for that sort of fate.

The farther Eizen walked, the more apparent it became that the village had suffered some sort of ill fate. There wasn't a soul present. Houses that once must have belonged to humans were empty and dilapidated. The village might as well have been completely forgotten by time.

Was he too late? Did the good luck entity even live here anymore? Eizen couldn't even blame this on his Reaper's Curse. Not really. Still, he'd come this far. If the luck god he'd read about did live there still, surely it couldn't hurt to try and find him. So he walked further, unmistakable blue eyes scanning everything in the immediate area as he moved, but he saw nothing that would prove who he sought even lingered there.

The blond malak couldn't stop himself from sinking to his knees. He should have been used to this despair by then, Eizen told himself. There couldn't be a cure all for the Reaper's Curse. Still, against his better judgment Eizen had gotten his hopes up. And for what?

"Damnit..." A shaky breath was drawn in. How was he supposed to go back to Edna like this? The curse still lingered. He'd only hurt her. All that was left was to just turn and leave. And yet...

One last desperate thought nagged at him. Just because he couldn't see this being didn't mean he wasn't there, right? What could it hurt?

"...I came all this way seeking the favor of fortune," Eizen said, trying to sound as determined as he could. "If you yet cling to these lands, answer. I don't know where else to go."

I need help.

[mcwscollective]

@forgottenluck || continued on beta editor.

All... Gods...? Those words implied that he believed there to be more than one, which directly went against everything she'd been taught while in her parents' home. For a fleeting moment, she thought about moving away from him again and leaving it at that, but there was too much hanging in the balance. Finding someone that was willing to talk about Faith with her, instead of telling her what she already knew and talking down to her like a child, he appeared to be willing to communicate to the best of his ability.

Everything he said after that made sense. Everything. From the lack of a presence to the excess that resided within modern churches. Rachel wondered if he'd be willing to have a talk with Father Gray and better explain her side of the argument, but doubted there was even a way to contact him now that the building had burnt down. Wherever he had gone, if he had even survived, was entirely out of her control and knowledge.

She swore she could feel the effects of that hallucination all over again; everything she'd been put through on B2 before she'd been released from his games coming back to haunt her yet again. An unwelcome tremor ran through her body and left her shivering. Yet she remained seated where she was, desperate to find the answers she'd gone looking for when that whole mess had started. He believed... but how? Rachel pulled in a deep breath, gathering the air and the courage needed to speak.

"How can you still believe?" She asked, her voice weak and soft, but no less prying. "With everything you just said about there being an absent God in churches here... How have you not decided against thinking that He is even here at all?" And how hadn't He been replaced by something more tangible and responsive, like she had done to Him with Zack?

"Do you know what happens to people who don't believe?" Rachel added, albeit quieter than she had been before. "After everything you've said, is there any chance that you think the Gods--" had she just acknowledged there being more than one, herself? She couldn't tell what was the right thing to believe anymore. "Any of them. Do you think they could ever forgive someone that turned their back on them? Do you think they still deserve to be happy in the afterlife?"

[tenebriism]

@forgottenluck ;; PLOTTED STARTER : MALON .

" Sir, y'really shouldn't be out here at this hour ! " And neither should SHE, but that was neither here nor there. " The DARK KING and his minions are about to do their patrol, and lemme tell ya, you do NOT wanna be out 'n about at that time. " Her eyes, pleading, staying locked upon him, praying to the goddesses he would take her SERIOUSLY.

" If ya need shelter for the evening, won't ya come on over to the farm ? Least until day breaks ? "

[pastelfates]

◌・❀➵ @forgottenluck

◌・❀➵ It wasn't out of the ballpark of possibilities to run into people from other realms, after all, the angel did enjoy traveling. Rheairds made that such an easy task, yet she wasn't truly expecting to see the other. She had been engrossed in her observations of plant life that she hadn't registered his existence until he was practically looming over her, "Oh. Hello. I didn't expect you to be here. Out to admire nature as well?"