First Splinter ♡ Text/Video

[heartsplintered]

So we're legit in a Pokémon world of some kind here, aren't we.
Or at least, the fact that this fucking bird won't leave me the hell alone is leading me to think as much.
Are they typically this dumb? It's been years since I played any of these games, I don't even know what the hell it is.

Whatever.
Uh.

[He clicks the video option and it focuses on a skinny blonde teenager covered in freckles, wearing a pair of stupid triangular shades with his hair gelled into an impossible style that is currently being partially destroyed by his newfound Wingull. Dirk looks entirely less than pleased.]

I'm Dirk.

[[ooc; Apologies for the un-cut orange courier, I didn't figure it'd be in the best form to have his introduction post hidden beneath a cut.]]

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[freshprints]

You're also honest, evidently. That goes a fair amount toward mitigating the conduct.

The Prince of Heart. That's your...class and aspect, then?

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[heartsplintered]

I'm honest when it's in my best interests to be as such.

Yes ma'am. Prince of Heart, which is comes complete with puffy little asshole pants and an apparent ability to destroy the fuck out of souls. Haven't had a chance to test that out yet.

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[freshprints]

And it's in your best interests to do so when talking to me?

...So the "heart" component must have some relationship to the soul, which leaves the "prince" class as the component providing the ability "to destroy"...assuming it works the same way that other classes and aspects have been described to me.

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[heartsplintered]

I've not been given a reason to feel like I should withhold any information I've given you from you, so for the most part, yes.

Prince is a destroyer class, yes, and heart seems largely synonymous with the soul of another. In essence, as I've been told by an alien whom I'm not entirely sure if I should classify as a friend or not, when used to their full potential I can literally destroy the soul of any living thing I choose to. Which is by far more impressive than the literal assumption I had made from the sheer fluff of the title at a glance. Aforementioned assumption was not at all aided by the puffy pants and tights aspect of the costume it puts me in.

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[freshprints]

From the information I've gathered, all classes and aspects seem to work that way — the aspect defines the noun or concept, while the class provides the verb. Seers "see", princes "destroy", and so on.

Assuming the costume you're describing is the equivalent of your own set of "rad magic jammies", that means you've also achieved god tier status, correct?

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[heartsplintered]

Which is honestly a little ironic in the idea of Princes. I'm proud of my own title.

That'd be correct, yes. Though I wouldn't say they're rad magic jammies, since I don't find myself particularly inclined to sleep in them.

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[freshprints]

Unless it's a Machiavellian sort of prince.

And those were John's words, not mine.

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[heartsplintered]

You just have to ruin my fun, don't you.

This is me, not being at all surprised by this revelation.

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[freshprints]

I'm the Empress of Fuss. Presumably that's what I do.

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[heartsplintered]

Nah, I think your chumhandle would be fussyEmpress. Your title and aspect...

Well there isn't a particular title centered around detectivework, but you'd likely be a player of Mind.

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[freshprints]

What makes you think detective work is my defining ability?

[...Kirigiri are you fucking serious with this right now.]

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[heartsplintered]

[...He appreciates you, ma'am.]

Call it a hunch.

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[freshprints]

Now who's the detective?

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[heartsplintered]

Ah hah, but I'm not the one denying my sleuthing.

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[freshprints]

I wasn't denying it. I just wanted to know what led you to your conclusion.

Which, I suppose, answers the question in itself.

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[heartsplintered]

A bit, yeah.

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[freshprints]

I understand.

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Has someone explained your current circumstances to you?

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[heartsplintered]

Not necessarily to the fullest extent I would like, but I've been provided with the basics.

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[freshprints]

Your lack of a complete answer might stem directly from the fact that no one seems to know much of anything about this place or its workings. Anything people have managed to piece together is still founded on circumstantial evidence at best.

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[heartsplintered]

I've sort of picked up on that.
Seems harmless enough, from my standpoint. There are people that have been here for years without incident, for the most part.
Then again I think my view on life-threatening circumstances is probably a little skewed.

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[freshprints]

I've been told that achieving god tier requires death.

With that in mind, I would imagine you're probably right.

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[heartsplintered]

Yep.
Got blown up by a crazy alien tyrant with an affinity for the color pink.

I mean there's definitely pros to it. I can't die now unless by a noble cause.
So I guess in a way the witch did me a favor.
But yeah. Still had to die to become immortal.
Riddle me that.

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[freshprints]

That's not likely to be the case here.

There seems to be some variety of functional immortality for everyone concerned, but it's not a facet of anyone's abilities. People tend to be stripped of those when they arrive here.

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[heartsplintered]

Rude.
Stripped of my cool soul-destroying powers for a new version of something I already had.
Talk about lame.
But hey, at least I get to live my childhood dream of being a Pokémon trainer.

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[freshprints]

Cool soul-destroying powers that you yourself concede you'd never used. With that in mind, it's hard to justify a claim that you're really missing them.