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kismet_loop2015-03-23 09:00 pm
transitioner) wrote in kismet_loop2015-03-23 09:00 pm
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[Accidental Video] - OTA, action welcome
[A random camera - probably from someone's abandoned comm drone - flickers on at registering movement somewhere close in front of it. There's a wide, if empty, street visible. And a rainbow ending in a deep, golden kettle of . . . what appear to be tiny stones in a multitude of colors. But what caught the drone's attention?]
[Possibly the thick, black mist that's flowing across the ground. The mist pauses, gathering on itself as it comes close to the pot. Then it condenses further, rising up vertically as it solidifies into a familiar, if for many very unwelcome sight - a very tall, impossibly thin figure wrapped in a flowing black robe, face hidden in the depths of the hood.]
The figure crouches down on its heels and extends a long arm, a skeletal hand of long fingers coming into view as it reaches into the pot. Gingerly, it pinches one of the "stones" between the boney tips of thumb and forefinger, lifting the pebble up for better viewing. The figure turns the pebble this way and that, and then . . . the fingers reach shallowly into the hood, coming away empty. Did he/she/it just...EAT that thing? It would seem so, the head tilting slightly as the figure seems to decide what it things of the pebble.]
[Apparently, it likes it, as next comes out what must be a pouch of some kind, formed of smokey blackness. A boney hand scoops a generous helping of pebbles into the pouch. Then it stands, and casually starts to walk off, popping another pebble into its unseen mouth.]
((ooc: Quick reminder of the event going on right now. Feel free to comment here or start your own posts/logs/whatever. =3))
[Possibly the thick, black mist that's flowing across the ground. The mist pauses, gathering on itself as it comes close to the pot. Then it condenses further, rising up vertically as it solidifies into a familiar, if for many very unwelcome sight - a very tall, impossibly thin figure wrapped in a flowing black robe, face hidden in the depths of the hood.]
The figure crouches down on its heels and extends a long arm, a skeletal hand of long fingers coming into view as it reaches into the pot. Gingerly, it pinches one of the "stones" between the boney tips of thumb and forefinger, lifting the pebble up for better viewing. The figure turns the pebble this way and that, and then . . . the fingers reach shallowly into the hood, coming away empty. Did he/she/it just...EAT that thing? It would seem so, the head tilting slightly as the figure seems to decide what it things of the pebble.]
[Apparently, it likes it, as next comes out what must be a pouch of some kind, formed of smokey blackness. A boney hand scoops a generous helping of pebbles into the pouch. Then it stands, and casually starts to walk off, popping another pebble into its unseen mouth.]
((ooc: Quick reminder of the event going on right now. Feel free to comment here or start your own posts/logs/whatever. =3))
[Video]
Unicron sleeps, as does Primus.
As with all things, there are ebbs and flows. Times of stillness are not necessarily worrisome, Wing. Remain vigilant, but also take your rest and your peace when you can. Do not let what might be ruin what is.
Re: [Video]
...Why did he come here? I mean, there are obviously many Cybertrons out there, why did Unicron come after this one?
[He's not expecting an answer, not really, though he guesses if anyone knows, Death would...]
[Video]
There is a uniqueness to this world, even compared to its siblings across the multiverses. It is that uniqueness that he seeks.
[Is he being intentionally obtuse? Yup. But it answers the question. More or less.]
Re: [Video]
And...you're not going to tell me much more about that "uniqueness" than that, are you?