[In the fog, in the darkness, is simultaneously the past and future.
Grimm knows who he sees the moment they walk out of the color. A teenager wearing an old hoodie too big for him, tattered jeans and messy black hair. By the time that Grimm had met his predecessor, he had been lucky enough to find shoes that fit. And that is what this is.
Alderic Lavoie. Eyes that no longer glowed with the power of the Troupe Master but still touched by the long, long nightmare. A vampire with no memory of what he became nor has achieved. Forgotten, the Ritual complete. The child grown with love and memory.
And an envelope in hand, his own memories written down. Grimm passing on into history in his own way.
He knows what his reflection asks of him but in turn asks for some time. And so the reflection of what was and will be wanders. There may be some recognition in Alderic's eyes when he approaches others, there may not be. But he has a letter and some pictures.]
...excuse me? Can I ask you something?
B -The sun consumes the ground
[When the colors break, what comes next is an explosion of red and heat.
Flames dance wildly and unpredictably, a chaotic mess that forces people away least they get burned. Strangely there seems to be no actual source for these flames beyond the madness. It whips at those who come close, attacking anyone and everything even if there's nothing there for it to fight.
And a voice on the wind.]
Go...away...go away...
[ooc: Prompt A's Grimm is him post-ritual, meaning Alderic has lost his memory of Daybreak and his CR. He'll have vague knowledge of people, but if it has to do with the Grimm Troupe then he won't remember. As a warning, those who tag into Prompt B will be attacked on the spot.]
Grimm | OTA
[In the fog, in the darkness, is simultaneously the past and future.
Grimm knows who he sees the moment they walk out of the color. A teenager wearing an old hoodie too big for him, tattered jeans and messy black hair. By the time that Grimm had met his predecessor, he had been lucky enough to find shoes that fit. And that is what this is.
Alderic Lavoie. Eyes that no longer glowed with the power of the Troupe Master but still touched by the long, long nightmare. A vampire with no memory of what he became nor has achieved. Forgotten, the Ritual complete. The child grown with love and memory.
And an envelope in hand, his own memories written down. Grimm passing on into history in his own way.
He knows what his reflection asks of him but in turn asks for some time. And so the reflection of what was and will be wanders. There may be some recognition in Alderic's eyes when he approaches others, there may not be. But he has a letter and some pictures.]
...excuse me? Can I ask you something?
B -The sun consumes the ground
[When the colors break, what comes next is an explosion of red and heat.
Flames dance wildly and unpredictably, a chaotic mess that forces people away least they get burned. Strangely there seems to be no actual source for these flames beyond the madness. It whips at those who come close, attacking anyone and everything even if there's nothing there for it to fight.
And a voice on the wind.]
Go...away...go away...
[ooc: Prompt A's Grimm is him post-ritual, meaning Alderic has lost his memory of Daybreak and his CR. He'll have vague knowledge of people, but if it has to do with the Grimm Troupe then he won't remember. As a warning, those who tag into Prompt B will be attacked on the spot.]