[ something about this communion link will feel wrong immediately. It will feel far less like a simple linkup of minds with someone entering Set's personal communion space and more like something invading. The sands and their endless golden plane of dunes as high as mountains and as low as valleys along with everything in between— the deceiving serenity of the sand of Set's true nature starts to feel stripped somehow. The already present storm in the distance bellows louder, its thunderous hooves chasing lightning streaks suggesting it to be far closer than it appears.
The bright pale sand under the unforgiving sun starts to bleed dark suddenly, it becoming wet like the revealed beach shores as the ocean tide temporarily recedes back out into the open waters. The softness of the sand starts to dissipate, becoming heavy, sticky, and saturated until some places are like mud puddles. The water seems to bubble from the bottom beneath the sand itself, acting like torrential rains are suddenly falling upon land that can't seem to absorb enough of the liquid fast enough to keep the water from flooding.
The water itself is like furious panic— it reeks of wild unbridled anger and raw anxiety, a formidable beast that has never known such conflicting emotions and can only hurdle itself deeper into the chaos it unfurls.
Something is moving beneath the sand that should not be now, too— but every time it seems to become clear where it is and what it might be, the water trembles with such energy that the volatile waters somehow seem to drown the creature and all traces of it until it can be seen once again close to the surface somewhere else.
Despite all this, the invading waters do not dare try to overwhelm the desert by any means. In the vast perspective it, the water burdens a small area of the desert by tampering it with unusual and perhaps unsettling phenomenon. If Set were to approach it, he would find he doesn't even sink into the waters and will instead remain on top of them despite their visually apparent depth. The waves don't even seem capable of touching Set in his own mindscape, unless he wants them to. Should he look down though while standing on the water, he will see his reflection and then further—down down and further down into the abyssal waters beneath the wavy sands. The dark shadow of the unidentified sea creature lurks there, but looking even deeper past it he will "see" someone at the seeming endless bottom.
Childe's mindscape form is there, a strange black liquid corruption leaking like blood from an open wound and drenching his form until he's ultimately weighed down in place.
It'll be hard to get his attention, and this ordeal will quickly look like it's all unintentional— not the link itself but certainly the way it manifests. From Childe's point of view, he can't see that he's anywhere close to stepping into Set's haven, and the sensation of frustration and being lost only ripples through the water disproportionately amplified back to the surface as a result. The emotions felt in the water (all of them including the rage and panic that had been there from the get go) clearly are Childe's, too. There is no direct target for his tumultuous emotions, which only seems to make them more erratic.
—But Childe's voice will echo, it sounding like he's walking along the decaying edge of losing his fucking mind in a rampage of cutoffs insanity and simply absolutely terrified. ]
( What the fuck do you want from me—! )
[ It echoes like it's all underwater or far away, as if it's entirely outside of their communion link.
( And it is. )
The voice that follows now is a child's voice, one much younger than Childe is now (or perhaps not all that much younger at all upon closer inspection, especially as a human being) that is much clearer: ]
help. It hurts, I need help! Set— can you hear me? I can't find my way back! [ ( and perhaps there's more than one meaning to that than simply a literal one that will be noticed upon retrospect of events that have not yet happened. )
A small hand will tug at Set's shendyt (or whatever is closest to such that he dons in this mindscape,) and should he look he'll see a timid little boy (there's no mistaking who it is) next to him closing his eyes tightly and all tense like he's afraid to get the other's attention. When he opens his eyes and looks up, though, he's teary-eyed, confused and unhappy. ]
I... I messed up! I need help, please come get me before something bad happens!
[ There's a sudden loud strike of lightning that illuminates the entire (dark like a sudden solar eclipse) sky despite the sun having been scorching bright only moments ago and the sound of something cracking and shattering. That shattering seems to be the representative of their communion connection falling apart.
The sun returns with its warmth and light as if it never disappeared, and so is Set's mindscape now exactly as it was before without a single trace of the momentary hurricane of absolute havoc that invaded it. Childe's presence and those suffocating emotions have dissipated, like a roiling terror of a storm that has lasted only mere seconds before continuing on its restless journey.
Even so, it would be very hard to convince oneself that what occurred wasn't a cry for help of some kind. Childe at least certainly seems to feel threatened, enough that he maybe isn't even capable of controlling a stable communion link right now.
( either way pls come help big brother he can't deal with real dates that weren't his idea ) ]
communion. (ooc. approx a month after the Iconoclast Oracle.)
The bright pale sand under the unforgiving sun starts to bleed dark suddenly, it becoming wet like the revealed beach shores as the ocean tide temporarily recedes back out into the open waters. The softness of the sand starts to dissipate, becoming heavy, sticky, and saturated until some places are like mud puddles. The water seems to bubble from the bottom beneath the sand itself, acting like torrential rains are suddenly falling upon land that can't seem to absorb enough of the liquid fast enough to keep the water from flooding.
The water itself is like furious panic— it reeks of wild unbridled anger and raw anxiety, a formidable beast that has never known such conflicting emotions and can only hurdle itself deeper into the chaos it unfurls.
Something is moving beneath the sand that should not be now, too— but every time it seems to become clear where it is and what it might be, the water trembles with such energy that the volatile waters somehow seem to drown the creature and all traces of it until it can be seen once again close to the surface somewhere else.
Despite all this, the invading waters do not dare try to overwhelm the desert by any means. In the vast perspective it, the water burdens a small area of the desert by tampering it with unusual and perhaps unsettling phenomenon. If Set were to approach it, he would find he doesn't even sink into the waters and will instead remain on top of them despite their visually apparent depth. The waves don't even seem capable of touching Set in his own mindscape, unless he wants them to. Should he look down though while standing on the water, he will see his reflection and then further—down down and further down into the abyssal waters beneath the wavy sands. The dark shadow of the unidentified sea creature lurks there, but looking even deeper past it he will "see" someone at the seeming endless bottom.
Childe's mindscape form is there, a strange black liquid corruption leaking like blood from an open wound and drenching his form until he's ultimately weighed down in place.
It'll be hard to get his attention, and this ordeal will quickly look like it's all unintentional— not the link itself but certainly the way it manifests. From Childe's point of view, he can't see that he's anywhere close to stepping into Set's haven, and the sensation of frustration and being lost only ripples through the water disproportionately amplified back to the surface as a result. The emotions felt in the water (all of them including the rage and panic that had been there from the get go) clearly are Childe's, too. There is no direct target for his tumultuous emotions, which only seems to make them more erratic.
—But Childe's voice will echo, it sounding like he's walking along the decaying edge of losing his fucking mind in a rampage of cutoffs insanity and simply absolutely terrified. ]
( What the fuck do you want from me—! )
[ It echoes like it's all underwater or far away, as if it's entirely outside of their communion link.
( And it is. )
The voice that follows now is a child's voice, one much younger than Childe is now (or perhaps not all that much younger at all upon closer inspection, especially as a human being) that is much clearer: ]
help. It hurts, I need help! Set— can you hear me? I can't find my way back! [ ( and perhaps there's more than one meaning to that than simply a literal one that will be noticed upon retrospect of events that have not yet happened. )
A small hand will tug at Set's shendyt (or whatever is closest to such that he dons in this mindscape,) and should he look he'll see a timid little boy (there's no mistaking who it is) next to him closing his eyes tightly and all tense like he's afraid to get the other's attention. When he opens his eyes and looks up, though, he's teary-eyed, confused and unhappy. ]
I... I messed up! I need help, please come get me before something bad happens!
[ There's a sudden loud strike of lightning that illuminates the entire (dark like a sudden solar eclipse) sky despite the sun having been scorching bright only moments ago and the sound of something cracking and shattering. That shattering seems to be the representative of their communion connection falling apart.
The sun returns with its warmth and light as if it never disappeared, and so is Set's mindscape now exactly as it was before without a single trace of the momentary hurricane of absolute havoc that invaded it. Childe's presence and those suffocating emotions have dissipated, like a roiling terror of a storm that has lasted only mere seconds before continuing on its restless journey.
Even so, it would be very hard to convince oneself that what occurred wasn't a cry for help of some kind. Childe at least certainly seems to feel threatened, enough that he maybe isn't even capable of controlling a stable communion link right now.
( either way pls come help big brother
he can't deal with real dates that weren't his idea) ]