npc || amun [ @ hierarchy ]

[nightnpcs]

( ping ping ping. or, y'know, whatever your phone chime is. the face of a man who looks like he's never smiled once in his entire life appears on your screen. you may have seen him before, while you were busy surviving a storm or battling reapers. no matter. you might as well bask in his impromptu company now, because his appearances are few, and his indulgences even fewer. )

Allow me to make this clear. For those of you who wonder still: I am the Hierarchy. You do not come to us; we summon, invite, and hire. Order is of the utmost importance if you wish to survive, and time is of the essence. Do not waste mine.

( behind him, movement. if you squint, you may notice strands of greying hair near the door, though the person it belongs to remains off-screen. )

Your personal troubles are your own. If you expected us to hold your hand, do think again; there are far greater affairs to attend to, so do yourselves a favor, and look for soulmates. We've prepared an application for you, easily accessible from your device's home page. Should you need additional information, perhaps it's time for you to practice self-reliance.

I will not be answering questions.

( and the feed cuts, abruptly, without greetings or a name. )

ooc note

► Amun will not be responding, though you're absolutely welcome to react, comment and discuss amongst yourselves on this post! Other NPCs might show up!
► This is, more or less, Tinder for Soulmates o/ You'll find the permanent post (aka phone application) right HERE! If you're interested, simply fill out the form and comment on the post, and bam. Browse, swipe left or swipe right, and have fun! This is not mandatory.
► Forms and replies should be posted ICly (yes, even if it's located in the OOC comm -- you may choose one (1) thread for october's AC) .
► Another character may post in your character's stead. Additionally, feel free to have their Shadow influence their blurb!
► The application offers all the information your character needs to know! To recap: All that's required for another Restless to become your Soulmate is for them to enter your home, touch your Tethers upon invitation, and from then on, a piece of their soul will merge with yours, fortifying your Self. As a literal extension of your being, they'll easily gain access to your thoughts if you let them (or if you're careless), they'll experience your pains, fears, and joys on weaker levels, and their voice, touch and overall vicinity can become great soothing weapons against your Shadow. However. If two characters already share a powerful bond and one incidentally touches the other's Tethers, it's an accidental done deal. You may thank Naruto's player for this.
► You may have multiple Soulmates!
► If you have questions regarding the app, redirect them here!

Comments

[deushexmachina]

You'll have to forgive my manners, I'm not in the best of mindsets now. I'd only just secured the vote with the Council to your terms, and now I'm... here.

[zauneyete]

[ Ah. Well.

He did make a good point. Silco had just died himself and...

There's only one person who would probably be lashing out at the council right after he...died. ]

I believe those were your terms, Councilor. Let's not put words in my mouth.

I'm dead too, you know. Clearly we both had bad days.

[deushexmachina]

I'm not dead, [the doubt creeping along the corners of his vowels isn't convincing,] I'm only detained here. Temporarily — wait. Why would you say you're dead?

[zauneyete]

I don't know, maybe being kidnapped and dragged off to the forges by a Reaper, gives one the impression that they're dead? There's little room for doubt, at that point.

[ That, and not the bullets that hit his body, of course. ]

[deushexmachina]

I'm not a theologist, but there's zero data to support the theory if consciousness can even exist after death that I'm aware of, and nothing to suggest it's anything like this. And in terms of consciousness: I'm very much thinking, therefore I am.

You, on the other hand, could just be a spot-on hallucination.

[zauneyete]

Oh yes, and wouldn't that make you incredibly lucky, to be hallucinating me.

I would have thought you'd have better things to do with your time than ruminate on we Zaunites.

[deushexmachina]

You sure sound like him — abrasive, acerbic. Something still making yourself the victim of a situation.

[zauneyete]

[ A frustrated hiss. ] I am no hallucination, Talis. I am trapped here, just like you.

In this, we're both victims. At least you're stuck in the bottom of the barrel with the rest of us, this time.

[deushexmachina]

Happy to be in the muck as long as you can drag everyone else down, huh? Typical Silco.

[zauneyete]

At least then we're all on even footing, councilor. It makes it harder for any one person to look down their nose at the lot of us trying to scramble for purchase.

[deushexmachina]

I think death has made you more bitter.

[zauneyete]

Or perhaps, without the need to play politics, and simper, I'm merely speaking how I would wish to normally.

[deushexmachina]

Where are you now?

[zauneyete]

[ Narrows his eye at the screen…

Silco can’t guess the play, and therefore he’s suspicious. ]

Mirth.

Why?

[deushexmachina]

Maybe we should have this talk face-to-face.

[zauneyete]

No formal invitation?

[ Said mildly, but... ]

Very well. There's a bar, with a coffin on the sign. Dead Man Walking. Feel free to swing by.