#quicksilversbullet

[techmaturgically]

❧ @quicksilversbullet // starter call.

orianna has grown quite used to the unexpected by now; it is the second time she’s found herself ushered into some strange new world at the behest of some power greater than herself, and she has to wonder what makes her so special.

ah, well. at the very least, the young lady has been allowed to keep her companion. the ball has its eye periscoped outward, surveying their new environment with quiet intrigue. entirely unbothered by the inherent oddity of the situation, orianna sets about exploring, excitement at the prospect of learning about yet another new place writing itself plain across her features.

something that seems to have followed her from her previous home, however, is that incessant rattle nestled between her mechanical lungs — a spot of irritation. terra, she finds, is more in line with the memories she has of valoran. magic abounds, and orianna hopes her chances of finding purveyors of components compatible with piltovan techmaturgy are thus improved.

a bit of asking around and a good deal of walking end up carrying her to a sprawling marketplace in the southern sector of the city. more polite inquiry toward outdoor vendors directs her to a shop tucked in an alleyway that is much larger inside than its facade would suggest. the walls are lined with shelving and displays for all manner of technology; some of it from the modernity she’d just left, and some of it less so. 

the man behind the counter perks up when she walks in, and tells her exactly where she can find the fine repair tools and tiny gears she seeks without her needing to say a word. the ball tilts in confusion, but orianna simply thanks him and locates the indicated shelf. there is another customer at the adjacent display — a young man, blond, currently very absorbed in looking at what appeared to be... lenses, she thinks. boxes with little lenses affixed to their fronts.

❝ hello, ❞ she greets out of courtesy, not wanting to be impolite when so close to the man’s space. the offending rattle follows her words, but she tries not to pay it much mind. the ball wanders off to look at the shop’s other wares, and orianna begins rifling through the bin of delicate gearwork with care.

[72pacts]

            The mood ring on the man’s left hand shone black as he made his way through wherever he was. Of course, he knew the land was called Vraelgard --- but that didn’t mean that he knew why he was here per say. Of course, it was easy for one to make assumptions as to why, however no theories could be tested at the moment. Right now, he needed to get a lay of the land, and he had no map to do so, so he had to rely on others around him for help... Truly a pain... 

            It didn’t take long however for brown eyes to lock onto a stranger who to a degree at least somewhat looked like they knew what they were doing-- or at least someone who he could POSSIBLY have a step on the right foot with. Someone with hair like that clearly was confident enough to where starting a conversation with him wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, so with a smile he approached the other. “ Excuse me, do you happen to know where a grocery store of sorts is around here ? I’m afraid I wasn’t given much direction on where most things are. ” // @quicksilversbullet​ X

[sleptsin]

     He just wanted to find some place to be left alone. Socializing wasn’t his thing and yet here he was dumped in the middle of some place and stripped of  ALL  his powers. Well... not all of them. But it might as well have been nothing seeing as he rarely used his empathic abilities— why would one ever want to take on  MORE  burdens like that ? He suffered enough. The only kind thing about any of this was the pillow they’d granted him.

          A silly solace ?  ABSOLUTELY.  But this was Belphegor in question.

     He clutched the item to his chest and sighed. There was too much  NOISE.  He was exhausted. Where the hell was he ? Maybe he should’ve been paying more attention. It was only when dark eyes landed on another obvious outsider that he realized he might actually need to talk to someone if he wanted to get away faster.  CRAP.

          Clearing his throat, Bel approached the other while cursing whoever had been so pissed to land him here. “ Excuse me. Do you know if this place has a  MAP  somewhere ? ”

                                    ◤ @quicksilversbullet​·♡’d ◢

[mirrornaster]

            ❛   That’s... a really impressive shot.   ❜

       CURIOSITY   got the better of her, and Weiss could hardly stand by and watch the man at work without comment. The sunlight was waning, but it filtered perfectly through the shrubberies and against the stonework --- one of many statues located within the Luna temple’s gardens. From what she understands ( and, truth be told, that still isn’t much ), it depicts the woman these temples worship... 

            ❛   I know how important good lighting is,   ❜   she resumes,  ❛   but... Shouldn’t you be keeping an eye on the time ?  They’ve been making a big fuss about the dangers after dark around here...   ❜

@quicksilversbullet​  ——— s.c. 

[kaziimierz]

@quicksilversbullet

he looks very nearly like he could be family.

perhaps it’s the hair, the good-natured smile. it looks like the few photos her grandfather managed to keep of him in his youth -- old, old images, faded with the years, but the kindness of his spirit radiated from the photographs like sunlight. they’ll -- be back with rhodes island, maybe, tucked into her bunk.

and in absence of anything but memory, good sense stripped from her by the experience of being stolen to another world, nearl feels a little bit emboldened. a little bit too eager to keep the connection alive.

“have you seen your future yet?” isn’t that the rumor? that if you stare into the temple’s pools, you’ll see a vision -- nearl’s cheeks color, and she fixes her gaze on the still water, as if she’s only just realised that stepping up beside a total stranger and asking something like that is perhaps not the best idea. “forgive me. i’m just... a little curious, i have to admit.”

it’s definitely too late to make her excuses and leave. she’s in this for the long haul.

[psyncintheabis]

It seems he’s struck out at the Fantasy Costco-Denny’s, and at Fantasy Target, and pretty much any other stores he can think to stop at. Not a single Odoroki-man chocolate. Now he’s wandering through the stalls of the Southern Market, looking for something familiar. 

And from the looks of the person next to him, he’s not the only one.

“Are you looking for something from where you’re from too? I was looking for a chocolate. It, uh. It’s something my daught--roommate likes.”

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[ultrascund]

@quicksilversbullet​ wants bats, i guess

▖She had been chilling at that bench of Pearl Park for like twenty five minutes already, hadn’t she? Sporting a tracksuit and a lightly exhausted countenance, she had been staring at this young man have the time of his live photographing some of the landscape the trees offered. What a nice hobby though, her best friend was a hobbyist too and always seemed to preach about the “benefits of connecting with the environment around you that photography gives you” or something like that. Maybe she could like... record the sounds of nature? 

❝ You’re such an enthusiast. I could swear you were already here before I even arrived. ❞  

[crying-in-crimson]

Starter for @quicksilversbullet​ !!

“I’m tellin’ ya, if you put a coin behind the spring... here, and lubricate the barrel a bit, bingo! Range increases!” He shoots the nerf gun with a satisfying thum! and it flies for the horizon. 

“Of course you can also buy a better spring from the Fantasy-Costco, but I’m thinking of weighting the tips of the darts first... Give ‘em a bit more oomph...”

[adresveleno]

➢➢ @quicksilversbullet​ approached.

⁝ ▹ HUBERT is never a man to outwardly ask for help. He’s found other ways to get the information he needs, to press his ear to the wall and follow the trail of information. But he is lost here, he has to admit: that does not bode well for him.

He clenches his fists and looks straight ahead at the young man who seems to be enjoying life with a little too much enthusiasm. Hubert stands a little straighter, his brows set in a resting sort of glare, and he puts a hand on the other’s shoulder, lightly gripping.

It’s not meant to be intimidating, but his expression and stature is not doing anything to dissuade the stranger from such feelings. “Good evening.”

[beastboyarchived]

bap. bap. bap. bap. 

what was that? his tail wagging furiously to the mere thought of food? if only he didn’t arrive so hungry, he would have had a bit more control over his elation. alas... it was not meant to be. it takes him a moment to realize that his tail was not, in fact, hitting against some random object. no no, it was slapping against the back of someone’s legs. in a hurry legosi gathers up his tail in an iron grip, squeezing his eyes shut out of embarrassment. 

dumb dog.

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[kintsugid]

“ though normally i would enjoy showing off skills from my childhood, i don’t believe this is the time or place. ” she tosses the runaway hacky sack in his direction for him to catch. “ not really in the mood to embarrass myself today anyway. ” arms fold snug upon her chest, motioning freely with one hand as she spoke. “ i’m sure you understand. ”

@quicksilversbullet​

[monkflurry]

@quicksilversbullet

It was an interesting affair to say the least. It left you flabbergasted, standing there in the street. A hand going to your chin as you begin to scratch it, itchy from straining and because you needed your hands to be busy. Thoughts running through your mind....Filling up to the point you have to say something out loud. 

“I-is it normal to carry your pets in a child’s wheeled basket? is that not for infants?”

[gracedwater-blog]

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A hum slipped out despite this not being where she thought she was going and the lack of her friends, it was rather nice.. a shame that Cloud and the others could not also enjoy this place but maybe they’d show up? She could only hope. But for now she could make some new friends right? Plus she could do what so enjoyed, selling flowers-- or well for now asking those around her what is going on. 

A basket hung from her left arm searching for someone- anyone. OH !  That hair..could it be? Her head tilted to the side. Aerith skipped on over,  “ excuse me. ”  Stepping in forward of the person--- oh. It was not him, but that hair..and those eyes made her softly chuckle. 

   “ Oh my sorry..I thought you was my friend, you, ”  her index finger pointed at his hair. “ you have the same hair.” Her nose wrinkled up and then clapped her hands, “ hmm so can I assume this also isn’t where you come from, hm? ”

[vraelgard]

hello! prompto argentum is here as per my reserve! you can find his application at /app or under link four in the sidebar! thank you!

the city is open to you, problems argentum; welcome to terra.you will be housed in twin apartments M5, where you will find a nerf pistol to replace the weapons taken from you on arrival, along with a hacky sack that might be pretending to be a grenade.you have been granted sterling’s spell knock to use at your discretion.♠ rook

[lunyluns]

@quicksilversbullet​

“Lun...” She sighs, seeming to visibly droop, as the points of her antennae reluctantly retract from the glove on her right hand. She’d been trying on and off for hours now to get in contact with her AI, hoping it was just a glitch. But she’s not even getting an error message from her device, let alone any response from her constant companion. She really was stranded out here, all alone. 

She raises her head, gaze still dejected, and notices she’s caught the attention of a blonde young man. She quickly scrubs at her eyes that were totally not watering, at least wanting to maintain some dignity in public. 

[ichibukuro]

@quicksilversbullet​ liked for a starter!

‘ Looks like we got stuck with each other, huh? ‘ he scratches the back of his head as he cracks a large grin.

‘ Gotta say, getting here was a pain-- having two apartment buildings that look exactly alike confused the hell out of me! ‘