#wanderer's mentor || adalyn

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“Likewise to you, too. Albeit, I've never expected to meet you here in the manor— I guess even the owner knew about your shortcomings after you left the stage.”

For a moment, Adalyn seemed quite kind to Shiloh, and didn't pose much of a threat. However, her next words were... Chilling.

“... However, that doesn't mean your little secret gets hidden forever. Especially when it's about a murder of another actor.”

Her calming tone dropped immediately. But her eyes...

Her eyes seemed to show Shiloh that she knew what she's talking about— does she know about what happened to him before?

Seems like it.

“Just a little warning, if I may— no matter what you do to conceal your past, it'll always reveal itself. You can't hide it forever.

Then again, who am I to judge?”

The tension faded, with her smiling lightly at the actor. Clearly, she knows what she's doing. Soon, she spoke lightly,

“I hope we'd be in a match soon, if anything. If you ever need my assistance, I'm always open for it.”

So as long nothing goes wrong, they'll be fine...

... Or will they?

“An actor? How intriguing. I've heard of your performances before— Shiloh is your name, no?” Adalyn asked, but her eyes shone with a hidden interest. “Well, the name is Adalyn. Adalyn Adlere— the novelist, if you may. It's a pleasure to meet you.” she said with a smile, but it was clear to them that her smile held a hint of knowledge. [@idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“ah, it is lovely to hear my name be remembered after I've left the stage!”

His initial joy quickly dispersed when he noticed the other’s smile, and the way she looked at him.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, and you know my name already, Ms Adlere.”

He did not trust her smile one bit. What did she know about him? She seems to be withholding much more than she knows, and this unsettled him greatly.

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[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

Three Part Essence Story: Elegy of Lume

Bio:

- As the times came by years and years ago, many aspiring detectives took on cases in London. In one of them came a normal murder— 2 people are dead, and the killer is set free. Everyone is convinced the murder was a simple locked room mystery, but a few people thought otherwise.

Rules:

- This event will be seperared in three parts:

> The Opening (Drawing Requests)

> The Investigation (Main Event)

> The Truth (Written Endings)

Part I: The Opening [Essence 1] (Drawing Requests)

Blogs can request for their character to be drawn in corresponding to the chess pieces (except for king and queen)

Skins drawn:

- Adalyn Adlere's S tier skin: Morgue of Nirvana (Pawn)

> “All the cases come and go, but with me around, no case shall be unsolvable.”

- Louise's A tier skin: Code Silver (Knight)

> “Mayday, mayday! For any hostages out there that needs help, call and she'll come. Even in the dead of the night of the culprit's death.”

- Amerie's A tier skin: Daughter of Benevolence

> “People warned her of such things, but her mind and naive nature will be her simple downfall for their lies.”

B-Tier list:

TAKEN:

- Emily Dyer [Paranoid Medic] (Pawn)

- Fiona Gilbert [Unfortunate Teller] (Pawn)

- Edgar Valden [Two-Faced Artist] (Pawn)

- Joseph Desaulnier [Mayor of Nobility] (Rook)

- Bloody Queen [Royalty's Protege] (Rook)

FREE:

- 16 Pawns (both black and white mixed)

- 2 Rooks (one for white and black)

- 1 Knight (one for white)

- 3 Bishops (two for white and one black)

- White King and Queen (but this will be a surprise ;))

[REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR OCTOBER 12 - OCTOBER 20]

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Part II: The Investigation [Interaction]

The blogs can ask the character for any sort of question related to the case, and is tasked to solve it. Depending on your choices, you might get answers that you want... Or not.

[If you wish to pursue their routes, make sure to DM us :) we'll be more active on discord than Tumblr, and we'll keep the event going after the requests has been taken]

Anyone can ask the two for clues on their cases, and they will answer honestly. If you asked them a serious question, they will not answer it (but the other will give out clues for it).

There will be an open starter for anyone who wishes to pursue with the case, but I must warn you: their cases are not as easy as they may seem :)

Truth: Adalyn's Route -> Little Miss Deceptionist (Bishop)

Lie: Shiloh's Route -> Knight of Strategem (Knight)

[INTERACTIONS ARE OPEN FOR OCTOBER 21 TO NOVEMBER 5]

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Part III: The Truth [Written Requests]

As the case comes to an end, whether you reached the truth or not, does it even matter?

Perhaps not. After all, deception is on par with the truth, anyways. In the end, you have got your answer.

But was it the answer you really want?

Blogs will receive a full written ending, depending on the choice and ending you got from Part 2. This will depend if you got the full past of the Novelist and the case that was in your hands.

As a reward, the blogs can get a request of the poster they want for any of the available characters in their skins.

This will mean that they can get the ending of the Truth, Lie, Absence, or Divination:

- Truth [Adalyn's Ending]

- Lie [Shiloh's Ending]

- Absence [Bad Ending]

- Divination [True Ending]

This can also mean that there will be more information for the two cases, however this can be decided on the two mods.

[WRITTEN REQUESTS WILL BE OPEN FOR NOVEMBER 7 - 12]

(No drawn requests will be taken here for skins.)

[The blog in collaboration will be Fifi's due to knowledge of both cases.]

Event Timestamp (Adjusted): October 12 – November 12, 2020.

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“Huh? What are you doing here? I don't recall you coming in through my office...”

A young woman with dark blue hair and eyes seemed to have stopped writing and is looking at you with confusion. She soon spoke again,

“Well, perhaps I didn't notice you. My name is Adalyn— Adalyn Adlere. It's a pleasure to meet you.”

Adalyn Adlere is now open for asks!

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

Who are the other people in your profile picture?

"..." She can only stare in response. Huh? What does this anon mean?

"I'm sorry, but... What do you mean, exactly?"

I- ma'am do you not know-

"... Next question please-" Due to the confusion, the girl can only walk off to the next cases, a bit confused on what the other said. Well, there goes that...

Perhaps those two are not there yet. Strange...

// Hello, hello! Admin Silvery here!

// The reason why Adalyn answered like this is because she doesn't know the other two (Myria (her Deceptionist skin), and Anathesia (the Queen skin)

// If you wish to ask this, don't ask to Adalyn. She won't know who they are ;) until you guys reach a certain point, that is.

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“Of course, albeit I am curious about your abilities as well, sir Joseph. Perhaps we'll be in a match soon after this.”

Adalyn beamed slightly at the thought of it, her eyes sparkling with interest. It's been a while since she met an aristocrat.

“Speaking of which, you're quite famous around these parts, no? I would like to ask you on a few things... And trust me, it's not related to matches. Just something else. Are you free after this?”

The woman seems rather curious of the other. She might just ask him about photography and such, who knows?

"a new survivor? How interesting~ I am Joseph, The Photographer. I hope we meet in a match soon." (idv-photographer)

He looked rather prim and proper, but the novelist knew he’s a hunter. Despite being warned about others that he’d look like black and white and is unforgiving in matches, he looked proper and gorgeous… But to her?

He looks normal. Almost deceivingly so.

Despite this, she’s a lot smarter than one may think. After all, being in the manor for God knows how long does things to someone. And she knew not to be fooled by this aristocrat looking hunter.

“Likewise to you too, sir Joseph. I believe my first few matches will be tomorrow, so it’d be a honor to be in a match with you.”

Simple yet humble flattery. She’s simply just trying to keep her head together, but her internal self is taking note of Joseph— from his body language to his actions.

Perhaps she can take note of how he acts… Especially on matches.

@idv-photographer

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

How old are you and when is your birthday?

“My birthday? Well, it's on May 22nd. I'm pretty young for my age... Probably 29.”

She chuckled lightly in response, patting the anon's head with a smile.

“Are you planning to use that information against me, hm? It's quite personal, so I don't know if you can use that. Nevertheless, it's quite adorable for you to ask such a thing.”

For a detective, she seems nice about this. Maybe she's on her break in the investigation? Hm...

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

do you have a crush? ;)

“A... Crush?”

She looks confused at the question, before chuckling and speaking in a light-hearted tone. Despite the case, the Pawn didn't felt any need to hide such a thing.

“Aren't you a cheeky one! Well, who knows? After all, we have our secrets to keep— that may be one of them~”

Is— Is that a teasing tone ma'am? 😳

“Then again, on a serious note, I do. It's... Hard to know if they'll feel the same, especially once they find out about everything.”

Sigh.

“Then again, who am I to judge?”

... Hm. She's hiding it, then, and it doesn't seem as though she'll spill it.

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“Let me explain the case, seeing that you are curious about it.

The case I'm tackling is about a lockroom mystery, and yes, it's a murder. I believe it's about a murder on the actor and his sister, but the culprit has been left off and escaped scot-free. It's hard to really get a solid lead, but I convinced Inference to let me investigate it.”

She paused, before adding,

“Ah, Silver? Yes. She's my partner— albeit she usually carries a saber, and not a gun... She's pretty helpful with the cases, I guess.”

Shrug.

“I usually go after the cases while she's out to interrogate the suspects and witnesses. Honestly, if you want to know who's much stronger, it's her, not me. Smarts? It's the other way around.”

At least she got a partner...

“To be frank, I know Silver more than Lady Truth or even Rhythm, but only in a work environment. Personal... It's a big no.

Anyways, I hope that answers your question.”

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“I can't blame you, honestly. The experience of having two or more rescuers is daunting— especially when if it's with either Naib or Martha.” Adalyn said with a sigh, shaking her head. The few times those two went to rescue while she decoded was... Well, not as fun as one may think. Especially against hunters like Jack or even Joseph. “If there's a team full of rescuers, I believe the hunters will have a free day bringing us down... Or experience hell, if anything.” she added with a chuckle.

“Belittlement? I see... No need to apologize— I've grown used to people acting doubtful of such things— and you're of no exception. You would've been in danger if you weren't so open to acquaintances. Personal experience can tell you that.”

Adalyn can overlook that little flaw. After all, she had experiences with her sister telling her to be more “open” to people. Mhm... If you count nosy people wanting to leech off of you, that is. Then again, who is she to judge?

Upon asking about her occupation, the novelist let's out a small giggle when she mentioned about the book she remembered. With a warm grin, she spoke,

“Granted, I do remember it's sequels and such— it's trilogy is a masterpiece, especially with one of its cases in the second book.”

She sets her scriptbook aside with a small laugh, before adding with a hum,

“You're more than welcome to read my works, you know? I do have a few around that are finished, but if you're okay with reading some drabbles and suggesting ideas, I'm open for it.”

The woman paused and raised one of the books, her eyes glinting with interest.

“One question, however— are you okay with religion? Some of my works involve such things and their past actions such as sacrificing someone... So, I'd like to know if you're squeamish about it. Just as a precaution, I would say.”

"I heard you're a rescuer in this game, which I guess is good. But... just how does that book of yours work exactly?" Louise said, looking rather doubtful yet curious (@askidv-seamstressandfencer)

“My book? Well, I'm more than happy to explain.”

She didn't like how doubtful Louise looked, but she'll let it slide— she's a rescuer, too. Plus, she's more used to concealing how she truly feels on some issues.

“Anyways, let me explain on how my book works in the matches...”

“For survivors, going through my portals would grant them a speed boost for a limited amount of time. You can get to ciphers that needs to be decoded, rescue others in the rocket chairs (and escape if the hunter hasn't destroyed the portals or the portal itself hasn't been destroyed), or even buy more time from being chased by the hunter. For kiters, this also buys them time for the hunter to focus on them while they're busy getting chased.

My portals from my scriptbook, which is this—” she raised her book with her right hand, “—only lasts for 10 seconds. I can't rip out another page immediately, since that would waste any potential ones that I can use for rescuing or for someone to get there. My portals can't be destroyed by going through by the hunters, much like how Fiona's do. However, hunters can destroy it by ripping the sole page apart.”

She paused, before speaking with a smile,

“There's also one thing you should know, miss. For every survivor that... Well, gets sent off or bleeds out, it causes paranoia. Paranoia hinders me, the novelist, to create portals or do anything. So to speak, hunters would have an easier time finding others or even the sole survivor left should they wish to cause that paranoia. If everyone else is sent off expect for two, it'll take me 15 seconds to make a portal. 20 if everyone else is gone but me.

And the worst part... Well, let's say memories does things to a person. Psychologically.”

She tend to have visions of her past, but would she mention it? No.

“For hunters, they will only get slowness should they go through my portals. It'll last for a given amount of time, so they'll have a harder time dealing with my portals if they want to go through with one.

In order for me to make one, I have to mark two parts of the location— one by memory and one by my sight. The one for my memory is where I last saw the survivor that I wish to mark to create a portal— and the other is for where I am. As an example, if I saw you in the graveyard by Red Church, or even at the second floor of the hospital in Sacred Heart, that is where I will mark the location of the portal.

Once the page is ready, I'll just rip it out of my book, set it down on the floor, and the portal at the other end will appear as well. Its ink, however, will fade— like a timer. Once it fully fades away, the portal disappears. I can't reuse the same page I've used for the portal, sadly, so I have to conserve my pages as much as possible.”

She soon stopped and nodded at Louise.

“I hope my explanation clears up any questions you may have, miss. If you do have any, feel free to ask me.”

@askidv-seamstressandfencer

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“I... I'm not doing anything wrong...

...

... But if you all don't want me to pressure the actor himself...

... As you wish.

You win, Shiloh Monroe. You win.”

She will not interact about any cases with anyone after this. Particularly, Shiloh Monroe's case.

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I've been getting these asks as of late after I've interacted with @idv-thespians. I've stayed silent about it and deleted the first few asks, but I've got those after my reply yesterday.

To the anons that sent this: Please stop sending me these. They may be odd or normal to some, but some of my asks had people threatening about Adalyn and stuff (as an anon) which I won't be telling about my reaction to that.

This is mostly a short PSA, but Adalyn is a character that is related to me (personality wise) so these asks are... Triggering.

Anyways, have a nice day everyone. Just know that (after this) I won't be pressuring the characters with Adalyn (interaction wise). To those people that like Shiloh but hate @ people just investigating his past... Don't bother going after them. Go off of anon, and please show yourself. Otherwise, you might just trigger someone.

Sorry for the down and slightly triggering PSA. Again have a nice day.

TL;DR: Some anons wanted Adalyn to stop investigating Shiloh/acting like a creep to him, and you shall receive the response for being an asshole.

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

"A novelist? What compelled you to play this game we've all signed up for?" - idv-butterflyoffutility

At the question, Adalyn paused before turning to Marpesia. How odd... Why would she ask this to someone she barely knew?

“Funny, you should ask. I would tell you, but—”

She paused for a moment when she looked at her in the eyes. Wait a minute. Why does...

... She look... So damn familiar—

Her vision snapped back to reality almost immediately, the sudden memory of seeing someone close to her related to the girl was a shock to her system.

All she did was murmur,

“... Mon dieu...”

Huh?

She went silent for a moment, before offering the other a mysterious smile. Almost as if she didn't suddenly saw something so creepy or odd. Or even acted so strange... Like she knew something that others didn't.

“Only the owner of the manor and Miss Nightingale knows why I'm here. I'd tell you, but that's confidential. Perhaps in due time... If we're close, that is.”

She didn't seem reluctant, but she's keeping that sort of information locked. She won't tell anyone what her reason is—

—Not while she had to find her answers to the mysteries of Oletus Manor.

@idv-butterflyoffutility

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“In the eye of the beholder, she will do everything in her power to change the world for her wish to come true.

Even at the expense of her own life.”

Adalyn Adlere's A tier skin: “Myne.”

Skin designed by @ask-idv-tailor

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

Ignore those haters! We're all here for you!

“Sniff... I... I'll try...”

She's seriously in tears— she might need a hug 😔

“I... I just want to know the truth— n... Not this—”

The comfort was much needed for her, as she would just break down again. Oh boy...

Let's just say the letters she got (asks from the anons) had set her in a worse mood. She might just crack too easily by the comfort offered, it seems.

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"Adalyn, dear? I'm sorry if I am intruding you, but you seem under the weather. I'm just here to drop these off." Amerie said softly, holding a tray that consists of biscuits and hot chocolate. "These always helps Louise calm down when she's off, I hope it does the same for you too." She said, giving off a kind smile (@askidv-seamstressandfencer) [hello, mun ami here, amerie has been my emotional support character since so i thought she could help you. feel free to ignore this if you wish ^^]

Adalyn heard Amerie's voice, and the girl looked over before being caught by surprise from the tray of biscuits and hot chocolate.

She wiped her tears a bit before taking the tray, but she's trying to hide her sadness. God, when did someone gave her food? Probably decades ago...

“I... Thank you, but really— you shouldn't have—”

Her voice was shaky as she set the tray aside. She didn't want anyone to worry, since this was a trivial matter. Something that she can settle by herself.

Yeah...

... Like she always does.

Though, the kind smile made her more open. More... Calm. She would've told anyone that they shouldn't worry so much and leave her alone for the time being (if they're strangers/acquaintances), but... She couldn't do it to Amerie.

She may as well just tell her what happened when she got the letters filled with death threats. Like Calix.

@askidv-seamstressandfencer

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HDJFBFJFJFJ I WONT IGNORE THIS ASK AMI 😤 HOW DARE—

Cough. Anyways,,,,

This ask actually made me cry man,,,,, can I just hold Amerie? Soft girl needs a hug qnq

As proof (and bonus), this is what happened when you messaged me (with the ask) cause I couldn't reply to you in discord:

I swear I started sobbing man,,,,, this is not fine man hrgh—

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

tea or coffee?

“Both! I'd like herbal tea, or even Chamomile tea...

Coffee... Cappuccino, and maybe latte. I'm well diversed with flavors, so I don't mind in trying out new brews of that.

But yes, both for me! Let's just say I can't choose between them.”

The woman twiddled with her thumbs, a bit sheepish with her answer. She's addicted to caffeine, so it would make sense for her to like both... Depending on the flavors and brews, that is.

[idv-murder-mystery-utopia]

“There are times deception has its partner— and misery goes for both ways. Oh, if only it didn't taint the Lady of Misfortune...”

Adalyn Adlere [A-Tier] Skin: Little Miss Deceptionist

[prompt idea thanks to mun Ami aka @askidv-seamstressandfencer! :)]

Written Prompt: Misery's Last Dance

Inspiration:

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Drip, drip...

Drip, drip...

The tune began to play, and soon a man came in view through the door by the empty lobby. The chandelier hung down by the ceiling, it's shine gleaming brightly as the light hits it in various angles.

However, the man did not paid much attention to the barren lobby. In front of him was a woman he knew oh so well.

The detective herself: Nirvana.

Nirvana looked lost in thought as she sat by the ground, her head lowered. She didn't seem to look towards the man, even with the tune playing.

“Look who's here.”

The woman turned, her crimson hues flashing in confusion before they made eye contact to onyx colored ones. Then, her surprise turned to a steel, cold glare.

“And look who came.”

The man smirked, and walked over to her. She stood up, tucking the letter in her pockets as he hummed to her.

“Shall I have this dance, my nemesis?”

“Of course, my detective.”

As the waltz began, the two began to dance in pace with the song. Whilst dancing, the two exchanged remarks— albeit, they're more or so back-handed and mostly insults for each other.

However, as the song came to a sudden pause, she pulled the man close to her— before smirking and pushing him back with her hand.

“Ah, ah, ah~”

She smirked coyly at the other, but the song was playing as she went to the side. The memories came back bit by bit by their dancing...

... The times that the two met each other...

... The times the man went after her with the intent to murder her and keep her from speaking of the case...

... And the times she went after him did answers of his case, despite the people that tried to stop her investigation...

But it'll all end now, with the last dance they'll ever have for this particular case.

The man lowered his black hat, humming quietly whilst leaning by the side of the window. I would've killed her ages ago, but she's so slick... So cunning... He mused, gritting his teeth before turning to hear the footsteps of someone approaching him.

“Another dance, monsieur?”

A woman seemed to bear different features from the well known detective— but what was odd was her outfit. It's almost as if she lived in this particular mansion... That, or she came prepared.

“Oui,”

With a sly grin, he took the hand she offered and danced along with her, but her eyes seemed oddly focused to the man himself.

Is this all real?

Or is she the same person as the detective?

For a moment, it was just peaceful bantering and insults, up until—

Snap!

The woman in his arms had suddenly stopped, and collapsed the moment he spun away from her.

He only stopped and turned to the woman, but in front of him were flashes of the detective. Wait a minute...

...

... They look the same...

“... Nirvana.”

He hissed quietly, before pulling out a gun. He wanted to shoot her and end things then and there, but he knew better.

She wouldn't give up this easily, would she?

She wouldn't. She couldn't.

She needed answers. She won't leave him alone till she does, anyways.

The man huffed, before walking to her and cradling the unconscious woman in his arms. She looks so peaceful like this... Oh, how he wanted to strangle her himself.

He turned to the black mask in her face, before pulling it up and covering her eyes with a black cloth. He tied it carefully to cover her eyes, and soon carried her up to a silent waltz.

Unberknowist to the man, the girl was awake. And she got something that belonged to him.

At least, the position that he belongs in.

As the two waltzed, he smiled whilst dancing. However, he failed to notice that the woman had already regained consciousness.

“...”

For a moment, everything was peaceful until he felt the light tug from the woman herself.

“How clever of you, monsieur. However, you failed to notice that you lost something important.”

The girl stepped back, the cloth loosening to reveal a crimson eye. With a smile, she began to pull away from him.

“Wait— what do you—?!”

“So long, King~”

With a laugh, she walked away, before speaking as the Nirvana's dress got burnt away to reveal her detective outfit.

“Case closed, Recluse. I got what I wanted, anyways.”

...

As she left, the man looked down to what he got in his hands.

A black pawn. So, he's just a tool to her...

... Or that's her before she overthrown the King in its place.

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This costume is related to Requiem of Time— the Duchess, Fruit Tart, for her capricious nature.