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Clamor Ventus ([personal profile] sunstead) wrote in [community profile] yogen2021-09-25 08:25 pm

[SEMI-OPEN?] penny for my thoughts?

Who: ????
When: Saturday, September 25th
What: A gorinto is placed in room 1-C.
Warnings: Violence/death, descriptions of burning bodies, and npckun getting an ouchie in the connected log. Will update this if needed.

Clamor's gorinto is set up before the weekend, a simple monument of stacked rocks sitting on the windowsill of class 1-C. Anyone is free to pay their respects, though should they choose to touch it, they'll be confronted with a vision of blood, violence and fire.

For those willing to pay the toll and place a coin upon the rocks... perhaps someone will answer?


((Anyone may touch the gorinto on the 25th and see Clamor's death. Two groups (closed) may place a coin on the gorinto and speak to one of the ghosts connected to it. If your character would have a question for Clamor or "Clamor", please send me a PM/plurk/discord ping and we may be able to fit them in, but CR/investigators will take priority!))
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[personal profile] wolfetracks 2021-10-04 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
( sidney listens quietly, before sighing. he wishes he could reach out to hold clamor, reassure him... but. no, there's only a voice. )

Death in this place isn't the same. It's not... ... We have Inaba back. I have full faith that you'll come back to us as well. And when you do, I'm holding you for an entire goddamn week and not letting go. I think I've earned that much-

( and for once, sidney's tone shows he's upset- his voice wavers, like a slight crack, and he looks away almost in shame at the fact that it does. but he's not just carrying his own grief anymore. )

Clamor. Please, don't give up. We need you here with us, too.
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[personal profile] wolfetracks 2021-10-05 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not going to be happy without you. Not completely.

( sidney inhales, drags his hand down his face, looks up at lucifer- lucifer, who's seen sidney staring and reaching and longing for the spot clamor would lay, watching tea brew like something's missing, who really only gets out of bed for their son and some of the other kids. )

You aren't holding anyone back. You aren't a burden to carry, weighing us down. I'll wait for as long as it takes, and if I need to bring you home myself, I will. ... I love you, Clamor. Please don't ask me to move on- I can't.