does anyone want to read me trying to write for sagau again
uhm. i started this draft with no ideas in my head pls help
this has no title i am too boring and lazy to come up with one
"Do you know what's happening?"
"What do you mean?"
"People just.. they're all saying the same things they said yesterday, like someone broke them and gave them predetermined lines."
"Oh, that.. I don't think I've seen anyone retire for the night too, now that I think about it."
Xiao listens to the distant conversation. They've said the same things yesterday, and the day before.
Odder and odder phenomena happen in the night.
The Acting Grand Sage reported about solved mechanisms in looted ruins. Lingering proof that a vision user came and went, even though all vision users are accounted for, and none of them have stepped beyond Aaru Village.
Barbatos has awoken, crying about watching Dvalin and Andrius die, time and time again, only to see them wake up with not a single memory of the fight.
Morax has come forth, and his own people cannot react to his presence— they all stand around with blank stares and permanent faces.
On some days, the vision users, too, are affected. They stand around and you can only say certain things to make them react. Most never figured that out, though, and they leave the living statues alone, pity and worry and frustration bubbling inside them.
It's never permanent though. For the vision users. Those unlucky enough to be without a vision, they never break out.
Baizhu wonders if this is an illness. A plague that has taken over four out of seven nations.
The remaining three worry. Their people, who have traveled to those affected nations, never return. They ask vision users living there, and they confirm that the foreigners, too, are now simply living statues babbling out the same words.
Some want to blame it on the traveller. They notice that only the nations that they visit are affected by this. Others defend the traveller. It is just a coincidence, they say. They have saved the nations they visit, and they have done nothing wrong.
The latter retort that if being saved means they turn to living mannequins with only a handful of words, then maybe they don't want to be saved.
Fontaine's Archon worries. their nation is next, they're sure. They feel suffocated, this whole thing feels unreal. Time sensitive quests that the traveller takes, never seem to end in havoc if they abandon it in favor of a different quest. The people affected in the quest stay frozen.
Time feels artificial. Every move done feels scripted.
Idea: me talking about card artwork for some japanese mobile games bc i really want to talk about the differences in artstyles and whether or not the cards alone are worth playing for on a personal standpoint
