To Atone For My Sins. Forever Dreaming.

Omega!Lucida RP/ASK sideblog. Mostly an entertained concept. 

[somniumdei]

[* She sighs.]

“This is going to be a very rocky road...”

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“This poor timeline... it’s undone itself. Most of itself.”

[* It was absolutely atrocious. Maybe... there was still a chance to help. Maybe.]

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[* By the gods!! Was she... was she seeing this correctly??? Was this...God it- it really was gone. A huge chunk of it anyways. But.. there were survivors. There were still people and monsters alike. And as much as 6 would probably advise against it... she was going to go.]

[* She and Angelo weren’t on friend terms yet... but to lose everything so fast...]

[* ... She was on her way.]

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[* ....]

[* That timeline isn’t looking particularly well. Just what on earth is going on with it?...]

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integrous-restoration:

*It’s hard to tarnish something that isn’t there. Being an omega, Somnia has an uphill battle to fight if she wants to gain any semblance of trust from this Phoenix.

*While normally he’s generally friendly, or at least neutral, to new faces… not this time. Sneaking upon him and catching him off-guard bred a certain amount of distrust, and while the other isn’t exactly attacking, the want for information and the… implications of secrets doesn’t help much.

[Sure, and ya can say that over and over. It ain’t hard to tell you’ve got ulterior motives already.] Obviously, he’s a little ticked off. Just a little. [Ya talk as if you’ve been watching me. Or… hrm.]

*A curious thought for later.

*Now’s not the time to be blabbering needlessly though, this omega wants information. And unless she’s willing to cooperate, this spirit isn’t telling anything.

[Why the hell are you interested in me specifically? I’m a fuckin’ nobody. And why the fuck did you think it was a good idea, or a better idea, to not just approach me like a normal person?!]

“You see a nobody, I see an anomaly of interest.”

[* It... probably could have been worded much better. But we’re talking about someone with very little social skills.]

“You are a blue apparition of the soul you represent. Not human nor monster. One can hardly call you dead.”

“I will tell you this much about myself. To say the least, you are not the only anomaly I have focused on specifically. There are and were others, though I merely browse. You having been no exception, but I’ve only just decided recently to greet you.”

“As far as my... ‘greeting method’, apologies for my caution. It is simply my form of observing behavior before interacting. If you would rather something more direct, then I can attempt to do so.”

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flourishingbatter:

“…Yeah, more like stickin’ my freakin’ foot through a portal…” He muttered, considering how his moment of normality had all been sacrificed over just one simple mistake. He was still sore about that scumbag Ezeal for even sending him on that trip in the first place.

Come to think of it, what even happened to him? Probably lounging in all the riches and having his team lose. The thought alone had distracted him before he snapped out of his reverie when she had introduced herself.

“…O-Oh. Right, your name…” Somy? Sarah? Wait, she said, Somnia. Two letters away from ‘Insomnia’. Not like it was a weird name but ‘Dreaming Omega?’ That’s a strange title but from what he could gleam on her mutual feeling of being powered by souls.

A sudden realization hit him just now.

That strict attitude. The…Rather stylish choice in clothing. Of all people, he wouldn’t have expected her to just be swept in this soul-possessed nonsense.

“…Wait…Lilith…?” He blinks before leaning in slightly as if. Obviously, this was just another one of those ‘what-ifs’ given form that waltzed and confronted him on the spot. Though, that mere mention of her name had only been a slip of the tongue; or ‘speaker’ in his case.

[* For a moment, her eyes flickered at the mention of that name, the gleam unpleasant. It was not HER name per se, but it was still one of hers.]

“Wrong alternate, but I will not be called by my old alias either. I have long since thrown it away, it no longer suits me.”

[* She huffs willing the anger to simmer down enough for her to think coherently. Remember Somnia, information. Not battles.]

“....I get it. I look very, very familiar but... I cannot live by that name. Not anymore, not after what I have done. It would be best if you kept those names to the memories you last saw them with, please. It would be better for you.”

“Bringing your attention back as to why an Omega has suddenly decided to appear before you, I grew curious. Yes, I did not approach with the best impression. Perhaps a bit too critical on you, but I needed to know of your intent. That you are not like the rest. So far, you have passed one test which has eased.. some worries.”

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flourishingbatter:

Technically, the way she was heading at him prompted the titan to back up slightly, arms raised in defense. This was one awkward impression. First he’s relaxing and then somehow he’s got…One antsy god on his case.

Well, that sans did say he was welcomed into the pantheon. It had been only a matter of when these certain ones would take notice.

Hell, he could honestly be pinned on the radar just because he carried such power.

“…Whoa hang on a sec, I- I’m just tryin’ to have some quiet time. Maybe some…Community service here and there but-…”

“…Well, reconnect with my friends and stuff.”

“Er…I don’t know if it’s reassuring but I kinda vouch for the souls…So they let me speak for them. They’ve been kinda at work with helpin’ me have a normal life.”

[* The woman stops a few feet in front of the Titan. It was funny, seeing such a large entity back away from her. Whether it was because of her aggressive demeanor or the power emanating off of her she could not tell. She continued nonetheless.]

“So. You and your souls keep in contact. A relationship of sorts. Hm.”

[* Well, it was slightly reassuring. It meant he definitely wasn’t a Flowey.]

“Normality is not something you can strive for anymore I am afraid. Perhaps.. not as you are now, but even still. That was all shoved behind you the moment you touched a single soul. It is a hard pill to swallow, I know.”

[* Her fingers rapped on her opposite arms for a moment. Thinking, mostly as to how to continue about this contact. Personally she would have been more content watching from a cloud, but SOMEONE nudged her and said ‘hey you need to get out more instead of staying couped up here’. To which she tried to decline but... ah well.]

[* She looks back at the other, her eyes less intense, but still retaining their sharpness.]

“...I suppose I need to introduce myself.”

“I am Somnia. A title I’d given myself a long time ago was the Dreaming Omega. You will probably find out why later.”

“In no way do I wish to be called anything along the lines of Lady, Queen, Mistress, or any sort of status related title. They are unnecessary to me. You only need to call me Somnia, understood?”

[flourishingbatter]

@somniumdei

He had been minding his own business, keeping tabs on his private cave here in Waterfall until that is of course, someone had begged to differ.

“…H-Huh?!”

Her abrupt call for attention from him was given in response; in the form of him jumping slightly in place before veering his head around to look at whoever they were.

The titan registered a look of confusion, given by the figures choice of clothing. What is it with him and having deja vu anyway? He’d think he’d have a good enough memory by now.

“Y-Yeah? This is Johnny speaking.”

“…Can I help you with anything…?”

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[* She continued to stare a moment longer, looking the boy up and down before finally deciding to stride forward. The woman’s demeanor is anything less than friendly with arms crossed and a walk full of attitude. Goodness.]

“What are your intentions now, my dear? I must know.”

[* Her energy is imposing. If Johnny could sense it, this was a monster with more than one soul. Oddly enough, just one over his count.]

“What do you plan on doing with all of them? From now to future.”

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Here, I'll punch ya! -Actually brings out a glass filled with, actually fruit punch. The mad man- thats, thats what we're doing right?

“I-!”

“S-sure... that is the game at hand.”

[* She’s... never really had fruit punch like that? It’s a kind offer at least. The kids’d love it! A magic cloak appears around the cup before it is gently taken from the Anon. How sweet!]

[* Totally wasn’t startled in the beginning]

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because people are idiots and do stupid things

[* She’ll accept this reasoning.]

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[* Why is everyone trying to punch a ghost-]

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“Huhu. And thus my own defensive line is turned against me by another. Perhaps I should have seen it coming.”

“Though by you? No. It would have never crossed my mind. I had expected something different entirely.”

[* The maiden kept her posture, continuing to examine the other’s behavior which was... vastly different from his counterpart she’d previously met. Or perhaps, now it was. She hadn’t meant to put him on the defensive, or scare him for that matter. Just to talk.]

[* In any case, his warning is cast aside, and she continues.]

“I do not view you as a creature of science, my dear. Simply as a person of interest. I seek to do no harm. Simply to talk if you do not mind.”

[* ....It was also odd seeing as this counterpart was blue as well. All over. A part of her wanted to press and ask as to how he came this way but... with how he was acting she would most likely get no answer. That and.. it would probably tarnish the trust of the other.]

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“...Hm.”

[* No-one else can see it, but there are two particular timelines she has her own eyes on. One she’s half scrunching her nose up at. The other... more intriguing. It wouldn’t harm her to get a little curious, would it?]

[* ... Nah. She’d be ok. She would just extend enough magic to keep her TImeline off the radar until her more attentive conscience would return. For now, she would leave more of a guard dog apparition behind that would alert her should something go awry.]

[somniumdei]

((I’ll be bringing this lady back too sometime!))

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*in the distance, echoing everywhere: yodeling*

[* ....]

[* Is there no rest for the eternally damned?]

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[* The Mistress naps upon her throne.]

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seraphofretribution:

“Ah! Well that is a bit more positive. There were still survivors in the aftermath, and I broke the Barrier soon after. I fulfilled a promise I made to Her and made a new promise with Her.”

“After that, it was a very productive…Five years or so? Long story short, I gave the survivors a new home, I learned how to create my children, and we made a grand Tower for me and my children to live within for…Various reasons.”

Angelo sighs, closing his eyes as he seems to go on a trip down memory lane, a certain one bringing a gentle smile on his face.

“Ah…I still remember when I made Dogma. So hard to describe how I felt when I saw them toddle up to me on their little puppy paws…”

“But every single one of them are so lovely and special in their own little ways. If you are interested, I have pictures of them! And stories! Oh, I could even introduce them to you!…With your permission, of course.”

The way he gushes about his children really does make him seem like the proud father he claims to be, already digging about in his neckscarf for his phone where he keeps the pictures.

What a nerd.

[* To hear him speak about his children so fondly was.. honestly off putting. Here she was assuming every Omega had some sort of twisted mind that involved them in being a loner like her self and as a result devolving into maddness. This monster however... spoke like a true father. A gentle warmth radiated from the being that was near foreign for a monster like herself. It made her nervous, but... she wasn’t going to turn tail and hide any time soon. It was just... off putting.]

[* Much as she’d love to see the wonderful children.. she felt now was not the time. She’s quick to hold up a hand as he beginns fishing for photos.]

“Perhaps.. an interaction for another day, Angelo.”

“We’ve gained some semblance of knowledge about the other but, I would rather it a day we are much better aquainted, if you do not mind.”