lost in the storm, embracing the light

Ori from Ori & the Blind Forest, affiliated with Isola Radiale. Housed in TOWNHOUSE 215.

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of-bug-and-beast‌:

Oh, woe be the sibling that wanted to surprise their younger sister! Storm aside, the owlet had done her very best to follow Ori from the air without being noticed. Ku couldn’t quite tell if they really didn’t notice her, or it they were trying to be polite and feign surprise when she inevitably did land beside them.

But either way… 

Well, it didn’t matter. The rain and wind made it nigh impossible to fly properly- especially with the prosthetic- and Ku was forced to land much earlier than she wanted. But still! She could find her sibling from the ground, too; they were hard to miss in this sort of dark environment, glowing as brightly as they did.

It did take a while for her to find them; Ori was sheltered from the rain with branches and leaves, partially obscuring them from sight. But she did find them! And that’s what mattered. Ku ruffled her feathers and shook, trying to get some of the water out of her plumage, then turned to look up at her half-hidden sibling.

“Hi, Ori!” she chirped.

They hadn’t noticed her until she was far, far closer than they imagined. One eyebrow and ear raised, Ori looked to their left and squeaked in surprise at the sight of their sister climbing up to meet them. How long had she been following them?! Did she see the fruit? And more importantly, was she managing okay in the rain?

Ori hurried to hide their surprise behind them, pinning the fruits between their back and the tree and wrapping their tail around them. For more support, however, they reached for the branch they were holding and tore off a part of it-

“K-Ku!” the spirit guardian feigned calmness. Act natural. They waved to her with the hand holding the set of twigs and leaves, looking to it and then stuffing it behind them as well. That’ll do ... it was a bit awkward and they’d have to hold this position for who knows how long, but they could manage.

Ori adjusted the position of the branch so that part of it was above Ku as well, beckoning for her to shuffle closer with an open palm, “I didn’t even notice you following me ...!” they murmured, casting a worried glance over her drenched feathers and ending at her face; a silent question of whether she was alright.

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@maskedarchivist

The sun was slowly setting, staining the Lake of the Koi with a warm orange and welcoming Spirale citizens to light candles for their lost and remembered.

Ori dipped a hand into the water, well-hidden beneath the dock leading into the centre of the lake. They sat upon one of the wooden supports, eyes closed; they were listening in on the sounds of the evening, feeling the reverberations as they dipped their hand into the water. Still warm, but cooling as the night approached.

Footsteps above drew the spirit guardian out of their meditative state, eyes blinking open slowly, as if previously locked closed with sleep. They rubbed at their face and looked up with a curious hum, noticing people passing the dock, candles in hand, murmuring amongst themselves. They turned yet again when they felt ripples reaching their hand, withdrawing it from the water and quickly looking to what was moving about - a boat, full of lit candles and lanterns. They tilted their head, lost on what was going on.

Ori made their way up the support beams, planting their hands on the edge of the dock and peering at some of the people passing - they would have asked literally anyone about the current events, but the familiarity of this certain bug ... he was just too striking.

“Hei!” they chirped to Quirrel, half-waving to him, half-beckoning him to come over. Was this ... it was that nice fish that helped them fight their shadow that one time, wasn’t it? He was on land suddenly!

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@uhnotokyo

Ahh, this reminded them of the Thornfelt swamp; resting in the middle of the Lake of the Koi, taking in the sun’s rays while resting upon a rather large lily pad. They were light enough to have no fear of falling in the water(not that they’d mind) and the lily pad was large enough to allow them to stretch out, which they did with a cozy yawn and a flick of their tail.

Sunny days were the best.

... One of Ori’s ears flicked, however, as the water around them began to ripple. One eye opened and they raised their head from the leaf, glancing at the cool blue surrounding them, speckled with various hues of green algae. Huh? A slow blink later and the spirit guardian sat up to see what was going on-

Alas, they were knocked prone on their stomach right after, gripping onto the surface under them for stability. The lily pad they were on was suddenly raised in the air, high above the lake. Where!! Where were they going! Eyes wide, a yelp escaped their mouth as they realised they were suddenly on someone’s head, and looking ahead earned them the sight of the lake below and a lizardlike snout much closer.

"Whaaah ...” Ori uttered in a whisper, crawling just a tad forward to grip onto Goji’s brows.

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@of-bug-and-beast

At this point one would think Ori was cursed or something, bringing storms about wherever they went. They didn’t mind nor did they question it however, instead welcoming any gentle drizzle or distant thunder-

-even if it somewhat hindered them. The spirit guardian had an armful of glowing golden fruit, a special surprise for Naru, Gumo, and Ku, held tightly against their chest as they took refuge in the canopy of a half-decayed tree. They crawled their way up onto a particularly frail branch, eyeing the moody air around them before they reached towards one of the branches above them and pulled it down; a neat little roof to shelter them from the rain, if you will! It was a bit livelier, coming from a more fruitful tree, with plenty of leaves to cover Ori’s body akin to a tent.

Ori smiled to themself, body brightening, and took a seat with their tail curled around their legs. It’d be a while before the storm stopped, judging by how dark it was ... the spirit guardian gave a patient sigh and listened to the distant croaking of frogs, peering over the edge of the branch to have a look at their surroundings.

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wHEE alright, now that the event’s formally over, it’s time for a normal starter call!! feel free to like this post if you’d like to say hi to ori! capped at 4 for now.

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courageousguise‌:

Link watched, unsure of what the little creature was saying but trying to understand from their actions. They seemed excited about the drawing, but also frustrated- it took him a few moments to realize the top of the drawing, beyond where they could presumably reach, didn’t look quite done though. Was it because they were short? He could understand that problem, he got frustrated about his height too.

He wouldn’t say no to an offer of blueberries, though! Previous thoughts were completely forgotten as he picked up one of the little berries, having it with a smile. After a few moments Link finally sat down, taking a moment to think.

‘Can I draw too?’ 

There didn’t seem to be anything around that good to draw with, not even any chunks of rock big enough for him to chip into something sharper. Sure, he could use his sword technically… but that didn’t seem too smart. But, maybe the blueberries would work! He just didn’t want to smash up the little creature’s snack, was all.

Ori was delighted when Link accepted the blueberries, evident by the strengthening of their glow and the widening of their smile. Sharing meant a lot for this little guardian.

They joined in and grabbed a handful themselves, quickly chomping them up when Link asked the question. Ori nodded eagerly and hummed along - of course! - and set the leaf back on the ground, then realising that they didn’t have anything to lend him- uh- hmm ...

Oh, duh! Ori simply held out one of their arms to him and waved it, pointing to the rock with the other encouragingly. Easy; Link would lead the way, Ori would make marks.

Little did they know, they were being watched from afar, in the shadows.

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angelform‌:

               Solitude is his leading consolation, and his new world case of the blue devils implements it; seldom is there excessive bleakness, because, if he looks up (toward the proffered heavens), he rests his sight on neon lights—goggles at this wondrous product of electricity, he has, but its reintroduction hasn’t lost its luster. Still, he’s dismayed by it; it wishes to play him false, for he recognizes that this earth isn’t his earth, which becomes a horror to behold.

               However, come midday, Aziraphale likens himself to an admirer of nature, finding respite in birdsong (and the company of a book) as he rests his back against a matured oak tree. To be spirited away from his origins—not even such an incomprehensible hindrance mars the charm of good fiction.

               As his eyes burn avidly whilst he gazes at the cover of the volume, his fingers quivering with eagerness as he idly thumbs the time-yellowed pages, he is pleasantly alarmed; after all, it is handsomely bound and decorated with the exquisite and weirdly. Rightly so, he exhales a shaky snicker, thinking, like the very object in his hands, himself consigned to the ghastly—but he doesn’t lay insensible, nor are his cheeks deathly pale.

               And it is with an indignant sniff that he stills the idea that Upstairs seems to be yelling at him, but it’s transitory.

               He locates the first paragraph, ceaselessly fascinated by a creation that isn’t riddled with misspellings, faulty translations, and the typical errors of a cut-price and unscholarly printing, and begins reading. @LIGHTBURSTED !

As if by coincidence, Ori just so happened to be climbing the same tree Aziraphale was taking respite under, weaving silently through the branches and enjoying the sunspots that sneaked through the leaves, casting warmth over their already glowing form. As they hopped up onto one of the thicker branches, they leaned to see what was under, spotting pale colours standing out against the shaded grass.

Their ears pricked and their attention was piqued by both the book the person was reading and the strange energy surrounding them, although the latter might’ve just been Ori’s gentle excitement - they did look like the other creatures they’ve seen around, the humans.

Ori climbed to another branch below them with a squint, trying to see what Aziraphale was reading, although from this angle it made the attempt a little awkward - so, heck, the next best thing would be coming down there and taking a closer look!

A few old pieces of moss and bark falling marked their arrival as they slid down the tree, finally landing gently upon Aziraphale’s shoulder with a bright smile as they greeted him with a wave, “Ushur ai prah sha?” and asked what he was reading.

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notquitepurevessel‌:

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Hollow focuses, and they heal a few wounds while a few explosions of pure light nearby protect them from being hit. They’ll need a few moments to regain some Soul sooner than later– They may not be affected by normal measurements of stamina, but if they’re out of magic Hollow is going to be in for a slog.

Something interesting catches their attention, though. It’s light, but– not Fathers, not the Radiance. Who the heck is burning that brightly?

A glance reveals a small furry thing. With a large black feathered thing behind them. Hollow void-dashes forwards, a shadow flitting from place to place on the combat field.

They materialize above the small light-being, raising their free hand to fire off a series of light nails that impale the beast and send it falling to the ground. 

Hollow then carefully snags the small furry thing in one hand and dashes off to a safer area– behind a few lines of NPC swordsmen charging ahead. 

The Vessel places the small being down and nods, before pulling out their phone to type. are you alright small higher being i think you should be much more careful on the battlefield everyone here is going for broke i think the term is it would be irritating to die would it not

The next few seconds flashed by like a blur - Ori saw the buglike figure they were hoping to help disappear into a cloud of darkness, and then someone’s presence was overshadowing them; they were caught off guard by the stalking beast behind them, they gasped in surprise and pressed against Hollow’s leg with the hope that whatever those sounds of slashing were, they weren’t heading for them. They were scooped up by something and even though they had no idea who or what, they were clinging to it.

The spirit guardian opened their eyes after a moment after, wrapping their hands around Hollow’s sharp fingers(despite the strange tingling the contact earned them). It take them a moment to process that they were being carried to safety, so they look up to Hollow with enormous, gleaming eyes and stare at them.

And the stare didn’t end even when Ori slowly slid off Hollow’s hand. They tested their legs with a gentle bounce, craned their head back to look at the vessel’s mask, and then the- ... oh.

Ori furrowed their brows and squinted at the device, reaching up to gently hold the sides of it with their fingers but not taking it away from Hollow. They’ve seen these things before ... and they recognised the language, if only the gist of it.

“Asari neya, e liuphrara!” they assured Hollow they were fine with a gleaming smile. Moving a hoof back, the surrounding air surged towards them and encapsulated them in a harsh feathered glow, then being released as Ori’s form lunged high into the air-

-and landed nicely on Hollow’s shoulder. The spirit guardian clung to the vessel’s cloak, head tilting at the better look they got of their mask. “Ah ... thank! You!” their handle of the common language was shaky still, but they hoped the excitement overshadowed that a little.

“Unui ... aru?” they leaned forward, asking if Hollow was alright as well, pointing to their own face - was that crack running along the vessel’s face recent ... ?

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@heksevillehero

Now that their abilities have returned to them, there wasn’t a place Ori couldn’t reach. Their climbing prowess and their small size and explosive, nimble powers, fueled by the element of light itself, aided them in being able to go wherever they pleased - and, seeking some rest from the seemingly endless  war between Essair and Ofiuco, they sought to the skies.

With a charged jump and the help of Kuro’s feather and the winds, they took off into the air and watched the ground drift further and further away from them, little legs tucked in and eyes peering over the kingdoms. This wouldn’t take Ori away off into space, of course - but they were high enough to be out of sight of most monsters created by Essair, so they took a deep breath in and closed their eyes, allowing themself to relax.

And then, out of nowhere, something knocked into their back - they let out a startled yelp and were thrown through the air, never losing grip on the feather but indeed losing which way up they were supposed to be, rolling in the wind like a feather during autumn.

Ori exclaimed again with a small noise when they stabilised, confused and dizzy but not distressed, and looked to what just bumped into them - one of those humans, somehow flying through the air! Was the human falling?! Where were they going!! What is happening!!

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cyclend‌:

♥  —  ⁽  Starter for: @lightbursted ⁾

Quick on their feet to sneak into a scenery they were much more comfortable with. Their own world had not been the prettiest of places, littered with pipes and monsters around every corner, lots of debris that was slowly being reclaimed by nature … To some, it could be beautiful but to red, it was simply home. They knew nothing else so being in a new place that was very … populated left them overwhelmed and on edge, aggressive as they wilded the spear they were awoken with, even if it was not what they usually had.

They didn’t know where they were or how they got there or where they were going but they were no longer surrounded by strange beings they had never seen, instead being around trees, or what they believed to be some sort of trees at least … nothing like they had seen before though. They tried to relax now, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over as they had been running for so long, though their ears perked up, quickly grabbing the spear as they heard leaves rustle towards them, another being similar to them though slimmer appearing, their dark eyes narrowed as they held the spear in a way to appear indimidating.

They didn’t want to hurt anyone if the other wasn’t here to hurt them … But it was better to be safe than sorry.

The breeze and the soft undersides of leaves and ferns left a fleeting feeling of refreshment upon their fur, contrasting with the humid summer air. Ori closed their eyes as they held up a particularly large, heavy, smooth leaf up with their hand and passed beneath it, enjoying the shade for a moment as they strolled.

With how busy they were with exploration, Red’s presence caught the spirit guardian off guard - they stopped to a halt and their ears fell behind them, eyes growing wide at the first thing they saw: the sharp tip of a weapon. The wielder of the weapon reminded them very much of the countless slimes they encountered on their journey, except this one was much more uniform in shape - and they kind of looked like another spirit guardian, actually!

Ori couldn’t help but blink at that thought, and with slow movements they brought their hands up and took a step back.

“Aishi ... la tanui ney?” they spoke softly under their breath a moment after - they didn’t mean them any harm. To accompany their words, they folded their hands together and produced a shimmering, pulsing ball of light for Red, looking from it to the slugcat and back encouragingly.

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courageousguise‌:

Drawing was something Link had always found fun. Even growing up in the forest, he’d done so- his own house had a drawing scratched into the bark, of a tiny hero fighting a horrible giant monster. 

So while he wasn’t entirely sure what sort of creature was drawing with funny glowing lines, he still found himself approaching out of curiosity. What were they drawing…? It took him some time, but… that was a tree! A pretty tree, in how it glowed like that.

‘What are you drawing?’ Link signed, before waving in return. They were a cute little creature, weren’t they? He approached, crouching down beside the other. ‘It’s a pretty tree.’

Their ears flicked forward when he signed, earning Link a confused yet mesmerised blink. The way his hands moved, they didn’t recognise it - and yet they understood every word. Ori tried to replicate it(with little success) and furrowed one brow, confused as they looked from their hands to his.

When he asked, the spirit guardian smiled and let out an excited murmur, standing on the tips of their hooves and reaching up towards the top of the drawing where the branches began, drawing a small leaf - and then trailing it down, down, down to where the roots were, outlining what seemed to be themself.

They then motioned to the top where they couldn’t reach it and finish the drawing, pouting with ears flattened, “Ashi ya naluli ... oh!” they muttered their disdain with a comment about their short height. But nevermind that!

Ori snatched up the leaf with the blueberries and held it up to Link with a grin. Want a blueberry, Link?

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dxrkestmirror‌:

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Whatever this creature was…It seemed like it was made of light.  The Unholy had to keep his distance about him.  But, with Mist Reapers crawling all over the place, it would only be a matter of time before this spirit’s own Mist Reaper found it.  Shadow couldn’t just not do anything about it, he already knew what it felt like to be lost to the reapers.

“Here.  This will help.”  He took off his hat and offered it the Spirit Guardian, “Can’t have you drawing attention to yourself.”

They probably should’ve known better than to stare, but they couldn’t help it - it was a rare sight to see another creature so visibly related to light or dark. And then, he offered his hat ... !

Looking from it to his face, as if asking if it was really okay, Ori hesitantly took the hat into their hands and then draped it over their ears and antennae. It was ... a bit big, to say the least, but it did the job! The spirit guardian let out a soft murmur as it fell over their eyes and then picked it back up, sniffling and blinking.

“Krosho tii ...!” Ori whispered their “thank you” and shuffled towards Shadow with small, careful steps, then moved to try and lean against him with a big smile.

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@maskedarchivist

For whatever reason, the citizens of this kingdom tended to chase them during the day. Though it hurt and the spirit guardian didn’t understand the reasons, they didn’t have trouble with staying out of sight - but night was different.

Right now, they were hopping roof to roof of the Opalarian kingdom, little hooves click-clacking against the tiles as they fled themselves, of all things. Was it themselves? Were they dreaming? A quick look over their shoulder and the lock of their eyes with the other confirmed they were not - the dread they felt was all too real, not as vague as dreams usually were.

Speaking of dread, the other Ori had just thrown a Light Burst their way. A gasp and sharp turn to the right, and they took a leap of faith and jumped off the roof as it exploded into brilliant, burning light, bringing their hands forward when they realised they were literally going to dive into a water channel.

With a clean splash, they were in. Ori shook their head and immediately glanced upwards, bringing their front hands in towards their chest after casting the water-breathing spell over themself. They began paddling deeper down the channel, away from the surface where their glow would easily be spotted, and kept close to the wall.

And ... wow. These channels were so much deeper and more complex than they originally thought ...

Ori paused, grabbing a support beam running to the surface and holding onto it, tail and legs curling around its circumference. They could see an eerie, pale seafoam glow a short distance away ... what was that? Ori squinted. And then, from that glow, a vibration spread through the water that made them shiver - as if something was smacked, or hit.

Their antennae raised in alarm and they took off swimming in the direction of that hit and the glow, spotting two silhouettes dancing- no, fighting.

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@courageousguise

Well, this isn’t Nibel ... but it’s close, so close, and they’re not nearly as shaken as their time was in that other place long ago. Ori had already began getting comfy, wandering through the thick forests of Airaisal and gathering a bite to eat. They hidden themselves in a small grotto where they could draw on a rock, its smooth face exposed to rays of moonlight that peeked through the thick canopy. Right now, they were huddled on top of the rock, looking down with Kuro’s feather held tightly in their hands. They weren’t tall enough to reach the whole rock from the bottom, so they had to improvise - and they jumped off, letting the feather slowly carry them down, eyeing the face of the rock.

Tongue sticking out, they raised one of their legs and tried to gently scrape their hoof against the surface, leaving a trail of glowing white - the action pushed them away from the rock, however, and Ori let out a disappointed murmur and pouted, releasing the feather so they could drop to the ground.

They trotted up towards the rock, looking up at their creation - a drawing of the Spirit Tree, all made with strokes of glimmering white. Maybe they could drag a log from somewhere to bring themselves higher up ... ? Ori pondered and reached down to their side where there lay a leaf full of blueberries, grabbing a handful and chomping them up in little bites.

As they sat there and thought, they realised they weren’t alone, and froze mid-chew to look towards-

- a golden wolfboy, clad in green clothing. They blinked, licked away the purple stains on their lips, and waved.

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okay uh, i’m excited to rp this bud again so here’s an uncapped starter call! it’ll likely be event-related since that’s just the setting right now, maybe more mist reaper related if you’d like, i’ll probably sneak into ims to talk about it!

more info regarding ori’s event status under the cut:

they’re the same, race-wise! they already fit perfectly into the fantasy genre tbh.

they’ve acclimated into the airaisal kingdom! don’t care about the war nor the boundaries, though. they just want to have fun and help out and make friends and explore!

they’ve got their starting abilities and items as well as the blessing, heal, and water-breathing spells from the official fantasia list. 

what the heck is happening

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ORI (and the blind forest, and soon will of the wisps)

a 3′ tall baby made of light!

they saved an entire forest from being destroyed! wow

scared of owls, thanks kuro

technically their dad is a tree???

canonically died a lot, uh

they love you!

will absolutely hug you if asked nicely!

ori and the bucket of tears

[isolaradiale]

heya!! apping ori from ori and the blind forest: definitive edition! they were previously in the other city(tm) under the url saviourofnibel. navigation is via the feathers on my blog!

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ori!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 215.

You’ll retain the ability to use Light Burst five times a day.

You will also be given your Kuro Feather.

Enjoy your stay!

– The Stars.