Tourn RP Archive

After being led into the dining hall by Lykos, Mallon immediately lets go as soon as they hear the slew of voices gathered in the room. That coupled with the grating static in the air, plus every sound suddenly seeming louder than ever before, makes for very much not a fun time. At least no one seems to be paying them any negative attention as they huddle miserably in one of the corners of the room, back pressed against the wall and earfins pinned against their head. They’re unaware of it, but they’re shivering. @Twig | Kiran + Riki

Speaking of the static, it was slowly growing louder, as if getting closer. With it carried slow footsteps, shoeless footsteps. Once they came so close they almost walked over Mallon, they paused, and the static stopped getting louder. "What happened to you?" The voice was not familiar, but it sounded mildly shocked. Something about the scent might be familiar to Mallon, though; the mixture of metallic, oily and synthetic smells. @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Mallon presses tighter against the wall as conflicting sounds approach. The static is loud, piercingly so, and they almost miss the footsteps beneath it. Whoever it is, they aren’t familiar by voice alone, and Mallon has half a mind to snarl them away after they speak. They’re not meant to rely on their sense of smell, but…it does seem to at least be ringing enough of a bell that they don’t growl in warning. “Who are you,” they grit out, shame hunching their shoulders as flower petals brushing their cheek mockingly. @Twig | Kiran + Riki

"Hm? Kiran.. Aren't you that other person from the bridge? Under the bridge?" @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Kiran. Mallon relaxes, slightly, but their earfins are still pinned back. “…Yes,” they say after a moment. The bridge, that feels…ages ago, almost. They’re not quite looking at Kiran when they continue, but at least they’ve managed to pinpoint a roughly correct direction this time. “I remember. You sound different.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

"Oh?" Kiran paused for a second, before they continued. "Oh, right. I changed my voice." The next thing they said was yet in another voice. "My settings got reset in default settings when I rebooted a while back. I couldn't remember the voice I used before. What's up with you? You... look different." @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

“Re..booted?” Mallon frowns, but evidently decides they don’t need to question it much further once Kiran’s voice reverts. They flinch, ever so slightly, at their question. “I failed,” they bite out bitterly, wrapping their arms around their knees. The skin around the flower in their eye socket is blotchy and red, newer scrapes and scratches scattered around it. “And I should not have. I was right.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

"Mhm, I'm a cyborg. Guess I didn't mention that before", Kiran hummed. They listen to Mallon's explanation with a tilted head, their tail gently squirming. "Uhm... Right about what?" they asked, eyeing the flower. @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Cyborg. Mallon was pretty sure they’d heard that word before, maybe on a movie or something, but unfortunately Kiran’s just kicked the hornet’s nest with that question. “Yeonaixho,” they snarl, head swinging side to side as if uselessly trying to pinpoint the man. “He is exactly who I knew he was, and yet everyone refuses to listen. I am only here because I wish to go home more than I wish to destroy him again.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

Kiran blinked. Did they know that name? They couldn't remember at least. "Who?" they simply asked, and carefully sat down, their leaf clothes rustling. @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Mallon tenses, slightly, when they feel the movement next to them, but ends up scooting over a little bit to make more room for Kiran in the corner. “Who I killed,” they huff, nose scrunched in disgust. “They brought him back. As if he had not done enough.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

"Ah, your opponent? They brought him back, huh. How? Is he still like, flesh snd blood?" That was what most intrigued Kiran. "Hmm. What did he do, though? Did he give you that uh, makeover?" @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

“I hope so,” Mallon growls. “I hope he can still bleed.” Their earfins fold down, and they ‘glance’ away from Kiran as their shoulders hunch even more. “No. Not this. This was after,” they bite out. If they could glare at the floor, they would be. “He killed my father. Before all of this.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

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"Huh." Kiran hummed again, scrunching their brows and seeming deep in thought. "Oh, dang." Kiran paused for a while, looking at Mallon. Only their tail moved slowly. "That's rough, buddy." @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Mallon bristles at the dismissal, but doesn’t say anything in response besides a faint grunt before moving on. “They said focus on fighting Rakin. I will. But what happens after is none of their concern.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

Kiran nodded, not that Mallon could see. "Yeah, I think it's best to focus on that guy before we start thinning our own lines, huh... Uh. No offence, but can you um... fight with that.. y'know?" @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Mallon..stills, slowly, until they don’t seem to be moving at all. They hadn’t thought of that yet. “I can try,” they say finally, hoping the slight tremor in their voice doesn’t betray how much the question’s abruptly shaken them. As if they hadn’t considered the fact that ambling around blindly, walking into trees and buildings, and having to be led into the dining hall all meant they wouldn’t be able to fight like they always had. “I have to.” If they can’t fight, what else do they have? @Twig | Kiran + Riki

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Kiran sat in silence, as Mallon pondered. The constant static spilling out of their mouth was the only sound for a while. Kiran took a deep breath and sighed, leaning their head against the wall. Their tail moved on the floor. "Y'know, you could always stay in some safe corner and wait for the storm to blow over." @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

Mallon’s face twists in a vague grimace, and they shift suddenly to pull their knees up to their chest. A thin layer of shells slowly ripples across their arms, then their chest and shoulders, with the orb from the resurrection event still held loosely in one hand. “That is not who I am.” It feels shameful. Weak. Even more so as they refuse to admit even to themself that they don’t want to because they’re afraid they’ll be left behind. @Twig | Kiran + Riki

Kiran looked curiously as the shells covered Mallon's skin. "Alright.. Just a suggestion." Kiran shrugged. "...Does it hurt?" they asked after a moment of silence. @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒

“…..Not as much as before,” Mallon mumbles, ‘staring’ at the ground. “Someone healed me. In exchange for bringing him back. With this.” They hold up the orb, tiredly, and let it drop back into their lap. The vine of the plant, feeding off of them. The flower against their cheek. “I can’t not feel it.” @Twig | Kiran + Riki

"Hmh. Do you think I should try to pull that out, orrr...?" @em | mallon 🎣 + kenji 🌒