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Characters: Izanami and you
Setting: Everywhere
Summary: The rest of the month! For the second week, Izanami will just be hanging around. But once week three hits, well... Izanami's begun to lose control of her powers, which means she's trying to hide away with less than stellar results. This is a catch-all post for the rest of the month.
Warnings: Once week three hits, Izanami will begin to lose control of her powers. While this means she will be shifting back and forth between her forms, it also means that she will be using her attacks which includes Thousand Curses. This means there is a chance your character could die. Please, let me know in the header if you are okay with this.

[Life within the Tower could easily be harder, she supposes. But there is always fear. And eventually, that fear is always going to be justified.]

[[OOC: Please tag under the specific week you wish to encounter her on, and specify which day of the week and if you're all right with your character dying or being tortured.]]

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[Still rather normal, Izanami will be available for conversation most of the week and fairly easy to find throughout the tower.]

Edited 2012-06-14 03:14 (UTC)

[Izanami is losing her grip. She will be attempting to hide, though not as hard as Week 4.]

[Izanami will be trying desperately to hide from people so she doesn't accidentally kill them. However, it's the Tower--there isn't really anywhere to hide.]

[With the power out, tensions are growing among the Tower's residents. There's enough anguish to sustain the Crawling Chaos, but he's often a greedy god. He needs more ways to "farm" human negativity. With that thought in mind, he looks through the directory to see who else was called into the Tower beyond some old friends. ... "Izanami". Yet another familiar, but unexpected name. Maybe it's time to pay a neighbor a visit.

Nyarlathotep, after having found her room, begins knocking.]

[He'll probably be surprised when the person who answers the door is pretty familiar. They have, after all, already spoken in the Tower--even if he didn't realize it.]

Good day. May I help you?

It is a good day. Izanami-no-Mikoto.

[He simply states her name. Nyarlathotep indeed recognizes how similar this goddess and the man he saw in the library appear. For now, that information will be kept inside his pocket.]

You've taken on a slightly different from compared to the time I last saw you.

[There's simply a cordial smile. Oh, she recognizes him from their earlier meeting, of course.]

I have many forms. This is simply the one closest to how I appeared many eras ago, when Nippon was still quite young. Though obviously it is quite... Outdated, so to speak.

[For just a brief moment, rotting flesh will creep up to just above the neckline of her burial kimono. But it's only a moment.]

Is there something you wished to speak about?

[A goddess that has long since passed away... or rather, perhaps it was through death that she realized her true purpose as humans have craved. Izanami's wrath was something they've brought on themselves since times of old.]

I simply wanted to introduce myself to you. We're from the same world, I believe, and now it's made clear.

My name is Nyarlathotep, man's Shadow.

[Naoya is in the infirmary, rooting around to find something - anything - that's left that looks like it'll work. Some of these bottles seem unfamiliar - he leaves those be. No need to poison himself over a headache. Finally, he finds something that looks suitably strong, and he pops it open, taking a few of the pills out and swallowing them dry.]

[He leaves the room and just leans on the wall of the staircase, closing his eyes for a few moments, focusing on nothing but trying to ease his headache.]

[Died and became a goddess of death. Though she has become much less wrathful. A few thousand years does that to someone. Still, she remains polite as ever.]

A pleasure, then, Nyarlathotep. I hope your stay here hasn't been too unpleasant.

It's about what you'd expect from an "end of the world". There's more than enough denial to go around.

... I also had some questions I wanted to ask of you if you don't mind.

I cannot assure you that I have the answers you seek, but I will do my best to provide them.

[Possibly. She may not provide any answers at all.]

[These are simple questions that Nyarlathotep believes most could easily answer. However, these simple questions have answers that would allow him to form an illustration of what the world was like beyond the game featuring the Paradox Boy. Of course, that's depending on if there even is a world beyond.]

What year was it when the world was supposedly destroyed?

2012, last I recall. But that may not mean anything.

[It was 2012 for her. It may have been years before for him, or even years after.]

[ It is the last day of the month, and Death stalks the Tower in the form of the Avatar of Nyx. It is considerably more rational that it ones even a day before, when it was tearing apart whatever it found, full of the endlessly unsatiated hunger of shadows, but today, pulled even deeper into his true nature, he simply stalks and watches and feels the despair and hatred of this place around him and is a little sad. Mostly, he keeps his distance, quiet and neutral, not interfering in anything, because there is nothing here that calls it and nothing for it to summon, with the majority of Nyx beyond its reach.

But in its avoidance of others, it is probably of little surprise that Nyx Avatar stumbles across whatever measly hiding place Izanami has been attempting to take advantage of... ]

[If he is drawn to despair, then he has found a good source of it. Izanami will have hidden away in a far corner of the art gallery, and is found kneeling upon the floor while numerous, shadowy and near-skeletal hands grip and grab at everything around them, some clinging to her. Her face is turned downward, hiding the decaying flesh. She can't hold her form, for some reason, and it's disgraceful! A goddess like her...!

But when the Avatar approaches, she tilts her head slightly upward.]

...Good day.

[She only occasionally visits the infirmary. There's no need to, for her. But today, she is lingering in the hallways, perhaps hoping that one of her chosen has come here from wherever they were taken. Instead, here is another just as she comes down the staircase.]

Are you all right?

... good day.

[ Nyx Avatar's tone is relatively flat and empty, as it pauses, regarding the goddess with its ever-present smile. It is unbothered by her unsightly appearance or the many hands. ]

You do not seem well.

[ It observes the way she has herself folded over and in the grip of many hands and seems mildly concerned. ]

This is my true appearance.

[All he needs to know as hands begin to reach for him as well. He's not close enough to actually touch, but... There are whispers of death about her.]

I am about as well as one could be as a walking corpse.

[ He watches the hands but neither moves towards them nor away, and his attention soon returns to Izanami herself. ]

You are not at peace.

[He opens his eyes and looks back at her.]

It's just a headache. It'll pass, eventually - faster if this damn stuff would work. If not I might have to see if I can find something stronger.

There is no peace for a goddess of death.

[She'll stand, hands automatically disentangling themselves from the burial kimono she wears.]

[ Remaining still, he simply watches her as she rises. ]

But there can be if you allow yourself to be at peace.

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Week Two

Week Three

Week Four

Week Two/Wednesday

/Readies popcon!

Oh, I've got my batch right here.

I really need to look more into the other games. :|;;;

She appeared as a summonable Persona, then, so they've fought in a way.

Floor 2

I read! xD; 'S what took so long.

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further replies will come from theappriser

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Hi! I am made of fail and thought I'd replied to this.