Fast - GSRP (Intellect/Agricultural)

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 hour ago, Argenti said:

He's already lost. He doesn't want to be found.

 

Did he not deserve happiness? How long had it been?

[Argenti he/him]

On 7/28/2025 at 3:36 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

Did he not deserve happiness? How long had it been?

Too long.

Far... to long.

How long had it been?

[Through the Living Hope]

6 hours ago, Argenti said:

Too long.

Far... to long.

How long had it been?

Wouldn’t it be nice (if we were older, and we wouldn’t have to wait so long, and wouldn’t it be nice to live together in the kind of world where we belong-) to see them again? And for them to see him?

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

On 8/2/2025 at 2:06 AM, Argenti said:

Too long.

Far... to long.

How long had it been?

How long had it been?

The question rang within him, and then another.

How long would it continue?

How long would he hate?

[Through the Living Hope]

@SpiritOfWrath

As the power began to dwell within her, a new worry started growing in her mind. If they became gods… what would happen to the old ones?

What would happen to Mirth?

Her breathing quickened as she began to panic. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

18 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

@SpiritOfWrath

As the power began to dwell within her, a new worry started growing in her mind. If they became gods… what would happen to the old ones?

What would happen to Mirth?

Her breathing quickened as she began to panic. 

The power calmed her, as did Mirth’s cloak.

Mirth could stay, should she will it.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, SpiritOfWrath said:

The power calmed her, as did Mirth’s cloak.

Mirth could stay, should she will it.

She did. She very strongly did. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said:

She did. She very strongly did. 

And so, Mirth was with her.

Thank you, daughter.

[Through the Living Hope]

4 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

And so, Mirth was with her.

Thank you, daughter.

She nodded a little, though her mind immediately began to race. If she could save Mirth, could she save-

She instantly began willing for Ian and her father. Aggressive willing. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

They done did appear.

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Ok

I think it’s almost over, but we need to wait for Argenti. And if Glass is willing, as well.

 

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

They done did appear.

 

She gasped and ran to her father, wrapping her arms around him and beginning to sob. 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

She gasped and ran to her father, wrapping her arms around him and beginning to sob. 

He shifted, surprised, and hugged her. “My daughter…”

Spoiler

Wait

wasnt Ian Haly’s character?

 

[Through the Living Hope]

11 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

He shifted, surprised, and hugged her. “My daughter…”

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Wait

wasnt Ian Haly’s character?

 

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Yeah

“You’re back,” she whispered shakily, “you’re back!”

@SpiritOfWrath @Argenti

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Argenti, check the top of the page 

 

Edited August 6, 2025 by Spark of Hope

[Argenti he/him]

On 8/4/2025 at 2:19 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

How long had it been?

The question rang within him, and then another.

How long would it continue?

How long would he hate?

His sorrow hardens, then turns to anger. He will hate this wretched world for as long as it takes.

He doesn't deserve to be alone. But he must. These mockeries of life aren't his loved ones.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

On 7/25/2025 at 9:40 PM, Spark of Hope said:

She nodded. “As I’ll ever be.”

She closed her eyes and took a breath. She didn’t really want to be a god- if she died, she could see Dad and Ian again- but… if she had to… at least she could still have Aela, Cye, and Ember with her. 

@SpiritOfWrath

On 7/26/2025 at 7:09 AM, Spark of Hope said:

Felicity understood what she meant. But she couldn’t. If she was around forever.. even if that had been a shell of Intellect, how could she see that face, hear that voice, forever?

Her breaths came quicker and her heart raced as she hyperventilated. She couldn’t. She had to and she couldn’t. 

On 7/26/2025 at 8:05 AM, SpiritOfWrath said:

Mirth paused, then showed her.

 

Her mind opened to a scene, a man.

Undying, watching the world pass before him. Inwardly calling himself the Constant, he cursed Aeia for his immortality.

He watched loved ones pass before him, wither, die, as he was helpless to save them.

And then he was visited by divinity. Aeia, in her glory, established him of king of a sovereign nation, expanded his power.

He ran. He ventured to go as far from his new people as possible.

And his unlife continued. He refused to minister to his people, let them wither in confusion.

As time passed, he allowed himself to take students. Teach people under him, bring them the wisdom afforded him by his many years. And they died. All of them.

Another scene, concrete. The man, the Eternal King, weeping over the bodies of his pupils.

And then they wept with him. He looked to his once-students with horror and confusion as they rose, wounds healing and returning to life.

Again, he ran. He returned to his people, ministering to them. And as more and more of them reached his immortality, they told him of certain truths.

They could feel him. Feel his emotions, hear his thoughts.

 

And so he grew cold. He pushed emotion away, not wishing to betray himself to his subjects. He ruled benevolently, but his heart was a distant thing.

Finally, the Rending. The world was torn asunder, and he was thrown, by some force, into a rift.

He lost consciousness, and when he returned, he had lost his memory.

His name became Intellect.

On 7/26/2025 at 8:16 AM, Spark of Hope said:

If I do…

If she did, she’d have to look at the face, hear the voice that refused to let her grieve two of the most important people she had, forever. 

But if she didn’t…

She looked at Aela. When she’d lost Intellect, she hadn’t been able to speak. If the roles were reversed… if Aela had had the chance to save Mirth and didn’t… would she ever forgive her? She didn’t want to push her sister away…

… fine. I’ll do it. But for Aela. For you. Not for him. 

On 7/26/2025 at 8:19 AM, Spark of Hope said:

She let her hands slip out of Aela and Cye’s. Staring at the ground just in front of her feet, she walked towards Jakob. @Argenti

On 7/26/2025 at 7:31 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

It melted in her hand, sensing her intent. Dispersing, it challenged all who sought to control it.

@Argenti

@Spark of Hope

@Through The Living Glass

@Wierdo (If he doesn’t respond [He hasn’t checked on in a while], we’ll move on)

 

Intellect bowed, and saw the Eternal King. He hugged the frozen figure, clinging to it as he would a lifeline. His face was set as stone, and he kneeled as the figure crumbled away.

His decisions hurt people, he knew. But… he saw. It helped him to see.

Standing, he looked away from the others, fading into a grey figure.

”I see now.”

On 7/26/2025 at 8:00 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

He nodded to her, and forged a body for himself. It was the frame of the Eternal King, draped in a blue cloth that rippled in an absent breeze.

He nodded to her. “I am sorry. Truly.”

He kneeled.

The power prompted him. It was waiting.

On 7/26/2025 at 8:25 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

He looked up. “Please, forgive my pain.”

On 7/27/2025 at 8:59 PM, SpiritOfWrath said:

 

It washed over them, enveloping and replacing their body with a grey mist.

 

On 7/28/2025 at 7:51 AM, SpiritOfWrath said:

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Now we wait for glass…

@Through The Living Glass

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@Through The Living Glass

On 8/5/2025 at 7:38 AM, Spark of Hope said:

She gasped and ran to her father, wrapping her arms around him and beginning to sob. 

Aela watched all this in stunned silence.

She wasn't sure what to think . . . or to do . . .

This was all so much.

And Felicity . . .

She watched her embrace her father, and tears came to her eyes.

Maybe . . . this wouldn't be such a bad thing, after all.

@SpiritOfWrath

[Through the Living Hope]

46 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Aela watched all this in stunned silence.

She wasn't sure what to think . . . or to do . . .

This was all so much.

And Felicity . . .

She watched her embrace her father, and tears came to her eyes.

Maybe . . . this wouldn't be such a bad thing, after all.

@SpiritOfWrath

Hot tears ran down Lissy’s face as she shakily began to smile. It was the most at peace she had looked since losing him. 

[Through the Living Hope]

@SpiritOfWrath

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

On 8/5/2025 at 10:10 PM, Argenti said:

His sorrow hardens, then turns to anger. He will hate this wretched world for as long as it takes.

He doesn't deserve to be alone. But he must. These mockeries of life aren't his loved ones.

Why does he hate?

On 8/7/2025 at 4:27 PM, Through The Living Glass said:

Aela watched all this in stunned silence.

She wasn't sure what to think . . . or to do . . .

This was all so much.

And Felicity . . .

She watched her embrace her father, and tears came to her eyes.

Maybe . . . this wouldn't be such a bad thing, after all.

@SpiritOfWrath

The power prompted her, silent. Would she accept it?

On 8/7/2025 at 5:14 PM, Spark of Hope said:

Hot tears ran down Lissy’s face as she shakily began to smile. It was the most at peace she had looked since losing him. 

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Do you wanna play her father?

also I’m back

 

[Through the Living Hope]

33 minutes ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

Why does he hate?

The power prompted her, silent. Would she accept it?

 

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I can, yeah. I’m busy for the next week, but we’ll see when I have time 

Also yay!

 

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

4 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

 

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(Im always busy

NO PHONES DURING LUNCH

AND FOR SOME SCHOOLS, NO PERSONAL LAPTOPS

(not mine tho)

but I don’t have a personal laptop 

 

[Through the Living Hope]

2 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

 

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Band camp (hopefully, but I’m pretty confident)

The two held each other tightly, refusing to let anything separate them again. Felicity felt more whole than she had since that gathering in the square. They had each other, and no one could ever separate them again. 

@SpiritOfWrath

Edited August 16, 2025 by Spark of Hope

[Through the Living Shadow he/him]

16 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

The two held each other tightly, refusing to let anything separate them again. Felicity felt more whole than she had since that gathering in the square. They had each other, and no one could ever separate them again. 

@SpiritOfWrath

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HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS

*sorry*

The Still Wind looked around, stepping away before looking worriedly at Jakob.

 

[Through the Living Hope]

@Argenti

[Argenti he/him]

On 8/16/2025 at 11:54 AM, SpiritOfWrath said:

Why does he hate?

Because he always has. 

And. He. Always. Will.

Jakob grab the rebelious power, grabs his sub conscious and thrusts it down, into the Void within himself. He is a god now, despite his best efforts, and he will not be questioned. This power, this life, it sickens him. He wants nothing more than it to all end. Whatever dead god decided to give him the power was not only foolish, but clearly understood nothing of Jakob's nature. 

2 hours ago, SpiritOfWrath said:

The Still Wind looked around, stepping away before looking worriedly at Jakob.

 

"Get. Out." He whispers, coming from many places at once.

[Through the Living Hope]

20 minutes ago, Argenti said:

Because he always has. 

And. He. Always. Will.

Jakob grab the rebelious power, grabs his sub conscious and thrusts it down, into the Void within himself. He is a god now, despite his best efforts, and he will not be questioned. This power, this life, it sickens him. He wants nothing more than it to all end. Whatever dead god decided to give him the power was not only foolish, but clearly understood nothing of Jakob's nature. 

"Get. Out." He whispers, coming from many places at once.

Fear flooded her body at the sound of his voice. She tensed, and the arms of her father solidified around her. 

“It’s alright, Lissy, we’ll be alright…”