forum "Can Someone Talk To Me?" (OPEN TO ANY AND EVERYONE)

Started February 24, 2023 by Deleted user

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Cole stares at the three beings before him in shock. He hugs himself and shrinks a bit. Well-aware this isn't a 'trauma competition' or anything like that, it still feels…off to hear such stories and then share his. "I-um, I haven't gone through anything as bad as you three have. Erm, I'm sorry that you all have had to go through all of…that." And here is where the sympathy and pity appear; he was practically begging for it despite not wanting it.

Rosjāi chuckles bluntly. "Just because it isn't as bad as ours doesn't make it any less traumatic for you."

"I guess," Cole mumbles. He rubs his arms and quickly blurts the rest out. "Mom died when I was seven, it's just me and my dad and Andrea now and…I have to make sure they don't get hurt more. I have to."

Rosjāi nods understandingly.

"Like I'd do anything to keep Wren safe." she murmurs. "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you." Cole doesn't…know what else to say. His mom's death is a-a scab that he just tore off like a bandaid. It's now (metaphorically) bleeding in his mind. He simply stands there and tries to pull all the little pieces of his being back together.

Rosjāi starts to glow slightly, a warm, comforting aura emanating from her and reaching towards Cole.

"Hey, it'll be okay." she says kindly as the aura reaches him, wrapping around him gently, like a blanket of sunlight.

Cole shivers but leans into the aura. "Thank you," He says quietly.

The magic slowly works its way into Cole, soothing his mental and emotional pain as the light starts to fade.

Rosjāi looks down at Wren, who's stopped shivering and bleeding. Their cuts had scabbed over with help from the woman.

"So. . . what do we do now?"

Blade suddenly appears, Luna by her side, landing on her back. "Ugh," she says, seeing all of their sad faces. "I landed in the realm of sadness." She struggled to her feet, attempting to hid the cuts that were now scattered across her arms.

(It's cool; and yeah I introduced two of my probably most traumatised people to this 😅 Rosjāi has the ability to hide it behind a veneer of happiness tho while Wren does not)

Rosjāi tilts her head at the newest arrival.

"Keep it down just a tad bit? Wren's currently doing their best not to remove or increase gravity by a fuck ton." she says.

Blade snorted. "Sorry. It's not like nobody's explained to me anything. I'll just figure it out myself then." She stood up and started circling the area.

Wren looks up and speaks just loudly enough for Blade to hear them.

"It's a place seperate from your 'rift house' that can be accessed via a warped clock inside. This place looks to be a twisted version of an Alice in Wonderland video game. Nothing here will ne as it seems. Stay focused, don't eat anything, and do not interact with the Cat." he says.

Blade blinked but nodded. "Thanks for being the first decent person here." She whispered a few words to Luna, then stood there silently.

Wren nods slightly, burying their face in Rosjāi's shoulder once more.

Rosjāi looked startled by Wren's sudden willingness to talk. "Well. That means they like you."

"Um… thanks, I guess?" Blade says hesitantly. She studies Wren, not getting too close.

"They don't like many people. So you have to have a very comforting aura to get them to even consider liking you." she chuckles.

Wren looks over at Blade and nods, their silver eyes locking onto the woman's.

“Sooo… you guys got here through a clock?” Phoenix says slowly, “Is there any possibility we can get back out through a clock?”

Wren shakes their head slightly. "I'm not sure how I got here. . . I just found something in my game that shouldn't have been there - a hallway with four doors and a warped clock at the end - and when I interacted with it I came here."

Rosjāi sighs. "I was out trying to stock up our house for the next few months and found a miniature clock that looked like it was melting. I touched it and bam, I'm here."

Wren nods in agreement. "Theoretically, if we can construct or find the same clock, we can escape."

"Theoretically," Blade says. "The possibility of that is very low. Do we know what those melting clock things were made of?"

Wren tilts his head.

"It has to be materials from the normal world, since it's a one-way trip. If we make one in the exact same place on this side from this world's equivalent materials, we should be able to get back." they murmur.

"Probably something otherworldly. Maybe combined materials too…probably with a mirror since mirrors are portals…" Cole mumbles. He smiles as the aura sinks into his bones and warms him from the inside out.

Wren nods slightly, pointing at Cole to indicate his correctness.

Rosjāi translates. "Cole's right; in some of the books, Alice went to WOnderland through a looking-glass - a mirror. Back in the day they were made of silver, not glass with a reflective backing. So we find something similar to silver, polish it, and figure out a way to activate a spell."