FFXIVWrite Day #13 - Check
check
verb (used without object)
to make an inquiry, investigation, etc., such as for verification (often followed by up, into, etc.)
to make a sudden stop; pause
Chess. to make a move that puts the opponent's king under direct attack.
“Check.”
The dark, amorphous cloud across the board paused in its seething, stilling for one brief moment before it began to churn once more. It studied the board to determine the threat to its obsidian king. There, sitting diagonal, was a single, battered white pawn. An easy kill - but it could see the threat from the pair of knights, each positioned to strike should it dare to take the offered sacrifice. And escape was not an option; their queen was stationed nearby, cutting off the last open space.
Emet-Selch stood straight and proud, golden eyes gleaming fierce as he held his staff threateningly before him. “It's over, Hermes. In the name of the Convocation, I hereby take Meteion into custody. And setting aside the matter of your nomination, you will come with us, too. We require your knowledge to assess and resolve the situation.”
To either side, they stood - Hythlodaeus, their bow raised, their rose eyes sorrowing as they trained their drawn arrow upon Hermes’ breast. Venat’s sapphire gaze held no remorse, but instead great compassion, sword and shield in her hands held up in defense, not aggression.
And behind them, the small, slim form of the familiar waited on tip-toe, lavender-edged eyes pained at the edges, chakrams held loosely within her hands, ready to fly at a moment’s notice.
None of them were happy to be there in that moment, but all of them were ready to fight for the star below them.
So why check? Why not checkmate- ah. Of course. They had also seen its reserve gambit.
Muttering at having its hand forced, it slid its rook across the board, exchanging places with its king. It left the rook open to being taken - a sacrifice of the pawn, which would be swiftly overrun by one of its other minions, but worth the cost.
Hermes’ arm flung out as he forced himself to his feet, facing the four who would dare to stand against him in his own domain. “Go, Meteion. To the edge of the universe, where none can reach you.”
Venat took a step forward, her eyes flashing. “This ends here!”
Moving to intercept her, Hermes raised his voice in urgency. “Fly, Meteion!”
Eyes bulging in outrage, Emet-Selch thrust forth his hand. “That is far enough, Hermes!”
As he distracted Hermes from Venat, the woman rushed towards the edge of the platform, calling, “Argos, to me!” As she leapt into the air, her golden familiar caught her and they sped after the fleeing bird.
A quick check of the board heartened it; unless its partner wildly altered their methods, it would still win within a few more moves, storming across the board and easily devouring those few white units that remained. “You will not win.”
They sighed as they surveyed the board. “Not this time,” they conceded, their voice a mingling of masculine and feminine tones, a two-toned bell that chimed with sorrow.
“Almost…” But her effort was not enough. “Very well, then. You may elude us this day, but not forever!” Flinging forth her hand, she cast a spell which struck the bird, merging with it. Then, heart heavy with regret, Venat turned Argos and urged him to return to her struggling comrades.
Below, Hythlodaeus sighed. “Meteion's gotten away…” he warned his two remaining companions.
“Not this time, nor any time, as long as you continue to play with a soft heart,” it retorted. “You refuse to sacrifice the expendable, so you lose that which you can least afford to lose.”
They stroked a finger over the battered pawn before withdrawing their hand and gently laying their king upon its side, signaling the end of the match. “Perhaps, but what use is there in winning if you have lost everything?”
It grinned, a brief gaping of the swirls and eddies to reveal a mouth of pitch black and shimmering silver teeth, sharp and lethal. “If you win, you have not lost everything.”
They frowned, studying the board, then exhaled. “Again.”
“Again, again, again, no matter how many agains, you will lose. You will always lose. You are too soft.”
Their frown grew fiercer - then they snapped, and in that single crack of sound, the universe around them shivered. One board became fourteen. “A wager, then.” No longer was her voice two-toned, but proud and rich and quintessentially female.
They are my meaning and my purpose. My love.
In spite of...or perhaps because of this, I choose to believe.
In mankind's potential. In his ability to find a way forward.
So let there be no way back. From that temptation I sunder us.
No more shall man have wings to bear him to paradise.
Henceforth, he shall walk.
It looked interested. “Since when have you engaged in wagers?” She waited in silence. “A wager, then,” it agreed.
She looked satisfied. “You have won this world, but now what was one is now fourteen. So we will play for each shattered shard. If you win, you win the board. If we draw, we play again. But if I win, it ends. The worlds remain as they are at that moment, and we move on. Leave them to live their lives, without interference from either of us.”
“And if I win all fourteen?”
She gazed upon that clouded form. “Then I will contest you no more for possession of this star; it shall be yours, whole, in perpetuity to with as you please. And I will move on.”
Again, that gape-maw grin, with those shining, sharp, silvery teeth glistening in the faint illumination that swirled around them. “A deal is struck, a bargain is made.”
She hid her anxiety behind a serene smile. “A deal is struck, a bargain is made.” She gazed down at the board between them, the last of the thirteen copies. Quietly, she stroked that single battered pawn, alone amidst a sea of white pieces that shone bright and new.
“Will you not replace that one?” it asked curiously.
“No,” she said, and withdrew her hand. “There is no need. As long as it remains, there is always hope.”
It shook its head. “Foolish to pin one’s hopes on a single piece. But if that is your desire.” Once more, that void-shriven grin. “Shall we play a game?”
FFXIVWrite2023 Day #13: Check
OCs: Kal'istae Miurani (Familiar)
NPCs: Hydaelyn, Zodiark, Venat, Emet-Selch, Hythlodaeus, Hades, Meteion
AU: No AU
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DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game
Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter.
Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.
The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge.
And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).
And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game.
Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.
(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).
After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely).
Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.
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I know mahiru is often seen as not smart (his official stats from the guidebook give him a 2 out of 10 for tactics and I think the mental stat is more about mental stability?) and sure he's not a tactical genius like mikuni or touma (both have 10/10 in tactics) but mahiru is extremely socially/emotionally intelligent, which is an intelligence often overlooked in favour of "classic" intelligence (like being good at math or things like chess).
But unlike other characters mahiru knows when to stand his ground and when to lay low and change a person's view slowly over time.
Misono wasn't on his side in the beginning, even saying mahiru could be his servant when mahiru agreed to work with him, but mahiru quickly picked up on the fact that misono was lonely and offered to be his friend. Now misono trusts him completely and recognizes that mahiru's strength lies in gaining allies.
Shuhei openly hated vampires and treated them as things and mahiru responded by humanizing them, listing examples of vampires acting just like normal people, laying the first stone for shuhei to stop wanting to kill all vampires.
He was the one who proposed the idea that tsubaki would come to rescue lilac because tsubaki sees his subclass as family and he was right.
Neither lawless nor licht were overly impressed by him when they first met him, but by the time he asks them to rescue tsurugi especially lawless is one of his biggest supporters.
In C3 he understood that he wasn't going to be able to move if he opposed them and joined them instead, allowing him and the other eves to meet. He also correctly concluded that getting tsurugi on their side was key because he was central to C3's/touma's plans and in the end it saved his life and allowed him to stop touma.
Mahiru consistently trying to protect tsubaki's subclass might also come in handy soon. They might not like C3, but both lilac and sakuya can vouch for mahiru as a person they can trust not to kill them and to aid them in stopping tsubaki from destroying himself.
And stopping tsubaki by convincing him to stop is perfectly logical. A servamp can't be killed as far as we know. Combat only gets you so far. If C3 want to create a lasting co-existence between vampires and humans getting both sides to stop killing each other and to learn to forgive is the only way.
Trying to solve this conflict through conversation and not violence is neither shortsighted nor childish, it's the only reasonable solution.
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having a lot of thoughts right now at 4am about chay being ruthless
there’s a specific animorphs quote i’m thinking of:
"People don't understand the word ruthless. They think it means 'mean.' It's not about being mean. It's about seeing the bright, clear line that leads from A to B. The line that goes from motive to means. Beginning to end. It's about seeing that bright, clear line and not caring about anything but the beautiful fact that you can see the solution. Not caring about anything else but the perfection of it." — Marco, The Reunion by K.A. Applegate
specifically the bit: It's about seeing the bright, clear line that leads from A to B.
now, i dont think chay from season 1 is ruthless. but i very much see him as having the makings of it. chay has a very simple and direct approach to things; he sees something he wants, so he pursues it (he asks his idol for lessons their first meeting, he doesn’t let kim skip out on tutor lessons, he confesses twice because he had a homework goal and then a personal goal, he wants the truth so he confronts kim that same day, etc). and we see this theme of ‘chay has a goal, chay pursues goal’ most often with kim because they specifically foil each other in this. kim has a grand speech about making sacrifices to achieve your goals, but he’s stagnant between the world he was borne into and cant fully leave because of his brothers, vs the soft bright world he wants to be in but cant because he comes bearing blood. this directly contrasts with chay, who pursues his goals fullheartedly and recklessly
now, chay's not ruthless. not...yet. but there’s also these little...hints of a ruthlessly practical mindset to him. the most standout point for me in this regard was episode 1 when porsche is worried about his uncle. he’s sent arthee away, but he’s still planning “how do i get uncle out of trouble, and how do i maximize it?”
but chay? chay’s straight up like “uncle’s problems aren’t ours, lets just runaway to go live your dream of owning a bar on the beach”
i love this scene between porsche and chay so much. not only is really heartwarming, but i think it rly solidifies who they are as characters right off the bat. porsche is a caretaker. he takes care of everyone around him, whether he has an obligation to or not. but chay is fully ready to just leave their uncle behind. uncle interferes with brother’s and mine’s future plans? then no uncle in future plans. chay doesn’t even seem to mourn nor care that his uncle, one of his two caretakers left, is just gone from his life after ep1. like...that’s a really cold assessment for a teenager to make about one of his two living family members (that he knows of)
for me, what holds chay back from tipping into any sort of ruthless so far is mostly his naivety. not innocence (chay is not innocent yes i am still fighting on this hill), but he has certain expectations of the world that don’t necessarily match what the world is. to me, this shows most clearly when he sees warning flags (”...how do you know i have a brother?”) but is fully willing to ignore them in favor of pursuing his original goal(s) instead of taking the warning flags into account. and since he doesn’t plan for them, when some of those flags grow into actual problems, they really trip him up in ways he’s not prepared to handle. but he doesn’t have that any more at the end of season 1
if we do get a second season, i would be v curious to see where chay’s character develops. im apparently the outlier lol, but i actually really love where kim and chay ended in s1. they were on a trajectory to crash in the middle and instead they missed and landed where the other started. kim, the kid running away from the things he’s always wanted, puts himself out there with zero expectation or surety that chay will reach back. chay lingers over the video, unsure if he wants to respond to it or block it, so he throws his phone away to deal with it another time. and it’d just be really interesting to see how these two characters would react following the same trajectory the other one originally did, but coming at it with a very different background/development. and for chay specifically, i would just rly love to see how his ep1 “lets just abandon uncle to the debtors and go live our dreams on a beach” hints might come back/come into play in a mafia world setting
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