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thecrossing2024-12-14 11:51 am
theferryman) wrote in thecrossing2024-12-14 11:51 am
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[You feel it before you hear it: an uncanny sensation like you aren't alone, like someone just out of sight has fixed their attention on you.
They're not hiding, though. The Ferryman is simply speaking, directly into all of your minds, as clear as if they were standing right beside you.]
It's starting.
Sorry. Was hoping you'd all have more time to rest before we got going. But when it's time, it's time.
We're going to Cross. Not now, but soon. You'll feel it when the moment gets here. And you need to be ready for what that means, when it does.
It's a dangerous journey. There's still a lot of yourself left to lose, even if it doesn't feel like it now. That's my role here. I can guide you through it. Keep you safe.
There's a cost. You'll have to give something up, a part of your life Before. A face. A feeling. A memory. That's your toll to Cross. You pay it to me, and you won't get it back.
You don't have to pay. But if you're not with me, I can't keep you safe. You'll have to make The Crossing on your own. And if you do, there's a chance you lose a whole lot more than what the toll is asking from you.
There's some time left still. You don't need to decide now. But you do need to decide. You'll find out soon what sort of toll The Crossing is asking for, this time around.
Come find me if you want to talk. I'll be where I always am.
[The connection is tenuous; message delivered, The Ferryman's voice fades from your mind. If you're quick, and you concentrate, you might be able to grab on long enough to ask a question or two more.
Otherwise, all that remains is the object that purports to connect you with the other souls, all tasked with making the same decision. Whether it's a page or a screen, there's a new message for you:]
A toll to be levied for safe passage
from the cavern to ǝɹǝɥʍǝsʅǝ
Hear a voice that causes you pain
words spoken with rage or grief or envy
fueled by hate or love or suffering
offer it to The Ferryman
and let go
[ ooc | And we're off! Remember: The Ferryman is (for now!) the only one who can communicate to everyone via voice; the rest of you are stuck with text! The only exception is if characters try to hijack the fading connection to talk with The Ferryman one-on-one; there's a header for those questions here.
Otherwise, consider this a mingle! Chat, threadhop, go nuts. ]
They're not hiding, though. The Ferryman is simply speaking, directly into all of your minds, as clear as if they were standing right beside you.]
It's starting.
Sorry. Was hoping you'd all have more time to rest before we got going. But when it's time, it's time.
We're going to Cross. Not now, but soon. You'll feel it when the moment gets here. And you need to be ready for what that means, when it does.
It's a dangerous journey. There's still a lot of yourself left to lose, even if it doesn't feel like it now. That's my role here. I can guide you through it. Keep you safe.
There's a cost. You'll have to give something up, a part of your life Before. A face. A feeling. A memory. That's your toll to Cross. You pay it to me, and you won't get it back.
You don't have to pay. But if you're not with me, I can't keep you safe. You'll have to make The Crossing on your own. And if you do, there's a chance you lose a whole lot more than what the toll is asking from you.
There's some time left still. You don't need to decide now. But you do need to decide. You'll find out soon what sort of toll The Crossing is asking for, this time around.
Come find me if you want to talk. I'll be where I always am.
[The connection is tenuous; message delivered, The Ferryman's voice fades from your mind. If you're quick, and you concentrate, you might be able to grab on long enough to ask a question or two more.
Otherwise, all that remains is the object that purports to connect you with the other souls, all tasked with making the same decision. Whether it's a page or a screen, there's a new message for you:]
from the cavern to ǝɹǝɥʍǝsʅǝ
Hear a voice that causes you pain
words spoken with rage or grief or envy
fueled by hate or love or suffering
offer it to The Ferryman
and let go
[ ooc | And we're off! Remember: The Ferryman is (for now!) the only one who can communicate to everyone via voice; the rest of you are stuck with text! The only exception is if characters try to hijack the fading connection to talk with The Ferryman one-on-one; there's a header for those questions here.
Otherwise, consider this a mingle! Chat, threadhop, go nuts. ]
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[Of course, she's a bit of a hypocrite, having all but made her choice already.]
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[The statements could seem petulant, given his age, but they're spoken with a deep conviction. Like the risks truly don't matter in the face of preserving his memories.]
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I understand that you don't want to give up your memories, but please, explore what makes you so confident that you'll manage to overcome any kind of threat. You may have been victorious in many challenges you faced in life, but I, for one, find myself bereft of all my powers here.
[Admitting that she had powers means sharing more information than she was planning to, but she already told Sunny of her miserable world in the caverns shortly after the recent announcement. Much as it frightens her to reveal even just bits and pieces of the knowledge she inherited, it's the best way she can think of illustrating to her companion that he may be overestimating himself in his current state.]
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Yeah, I ain't got my Quirk here either. But... that sorta thing isn't really what matters. It gives you a start but it's not what takes you across the goddamn finish line. I've seen how far a fighting spirit can take you.
And if I lose...
Then that's my punishment. And I'll take punishment over doing shit cuz it's easier.
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We do have a choice, and if this is yours, no one can tell you otherwise. I hope that you'll persevere against whatever may accost you in the Crossing.
[It doesn't feel right to simple let him walk into such a unknown danger, but what else can she do? Offering to face the challenge together with him would provide him not with an asset but a burden. Even so, she wants to explain as much - he hasn't asked for help, but not even letting him know that she considered lending a hand would be callous in her mind.]
I'd go with you, but I fear you wouldn't stand a better chance with me at your side. There are others among us who are torn on the choice, aren't there? Perhaps you will find a stronger companion among them.
[He made it clear that he's ready to accept whatever fate may befall him, but no one deserves to lose themselves - whatever that may entail - all alone.]
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[Still, her words about being a burden eat at him. Shigaraki's words echo in his mind- "You'll never be more than Izuku Midoriya's hanger-on" and the feelings of anxiety rise in his chest like bile at the thought.
He glances up at her with a frown.]
If you think you're gonna be a burden, you're just screwing yourself over by creating a self-fulfilling mindset. If someone tries, they ain't a burden.
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I tried and failed in life, and the outcome was far too disastrous for me to want to try again. Look down on me if you will, but I won't risk the consequences of my failures falling on others anymore.
[No matter what he says, she can't imagine it working out well. If she were to go with him and fall behind or otherwise end up endangered, he'd inevitably have to choose between risking his own wellbeing or abandoning her, and she doesn't want to put him in that position.]