DRIFT INFINITE -ˋˏ ༻𖤓༺ ˎˊ-

[thechampionofapollo]

I don’t think it’s wise to dwell upon the past but…It really was the perfect day, and it felt like I had the whole world ahead of me.

So how did I end up here then?

“There’s plenty of ways to meet people, music, poetry, and here for example. I saw a few others using this and as another Champion figured I may as well join. How’s that sound? So come come ask the artist anything you wish”

OOC STUFF:

HIHI!! HELLO! You guys might know me from the @detective-drift and @scott-s-major rp blogs! If not I do also request you give those a look!

As far as boundaries go I’m over 18 so shipping asks are a-okay, but don’t go any further, this isn’t an NSFW blog in any way shape or form. Mostly anything goes, I’ll update if that changes.

There WILL be spoilers for Pantheon SMP here, it’s a bit hard not to since it’s a RP blog. So be warned.

Claimed Anons: ⭐️

Border Image credits to @angeliicide

PFP credits to @smoog

Other Blogs: updating as I get the chance

@champion-of-the-night -Pearl

@champion-of-athena -Pyro

@fangs-of-hephaestus -Abolish

@champion-of-chronos -Owen

@thechampionofathena -also Pyro

@championofaeolus -Scott Antonis Mattheos Pagona Pavlos III

@thechampionofzeus -Nikos Legundo

@fateschampion -Shelby

@champion-of-luck -another Shelby

@ares-champion - Oc ^^

TAGS:

#Another from the audience; Asks Answering Asks

#Behind the curtains; Mod Mod Posts

#Quiver of arrows; Reblogs Mostly art I see likely

#For the Sun; rp Open rp, or reblogs

[fire-forgedd]

There’s a song playing, strummed strings from the distance that grow louder as time passes.

- @thechampionofapollo

Abolish heads towards the source of the sound, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of its sword

[thechampionofapollo]

The sound stops, Drift turning with a hand on their quiver as she lowers the instrument.

[fire-forgedd]

Oh hello. Um, Drift right?

[thechampionofapollo]

“Yes- yes! Yup that’s me, uhm…Abolish right?”

[fire-forgedd]

Yeah, Abolish. Your um, music sounds nice.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Oh! Thank you! I’m glad you like it”

[fire-forgedd]

Yeah. It’s peaceful, you know? You’ve always known how to do that?

[thechampionofapollo]

“I think so…maybe? It’s hard to say when you don’t remember much before this, but hey! I can do it now so that’s pretty cool”

[fire-forgedd]

There’s a song playing, strummed strings from the distance that grow louder as time passes.

- @thechampionofapollo

Abolish heads towards the source of the sound, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of its sword

[thechampionofapollo]

The sound stops, Drift turning with a hand on their quiver as she lowers the instrument.

[fire-forgedd]

Oh hello. Um, Drift right?

[thechampionofapollo]

“Yes- yes! Yup that’s me, uhm…Abolish right?”

[fire-forgedd]

Yeah, Abolish. Your um, music sounds nice.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Oh! Thank you! I’m glad you like it”

[thechampionofapollo]

*There's a woman singing, from the direction it's coming from it's near the river. The melody has a weird pull to it, almost like it's inviting you to come close. It's...entranching*

@champion-of-kymopoleia

The champion of Apollo’s head tilts, looking towards the river and the melody. Lifting their lyre and playing a few cords in turn once theres a lull as she approaches.

[thechampionofapollo]

*You see a woman looking up at the stars through a set of binoculars. She's singing to herself*

@champion-of-crius

Drift blinks, turning towards the song quickly. Music calling them closer towards the source. You have her attention.

[thechampionofapollo]

OOC: Oh my gods…tumblr literally just wiped out my notifications I’m cooked!! If I need to respond to you pleasepleaseplease @ me in the thread I literally cannot see anything

[thechampionofapollo]

OOC: Good news is there’s no more plague!! Huzzah! Bad news is there’s no more london…

No but in seriousness my notifs are back but I’m at work so bear with me lmao

[thechampionofapollo]

OOC: Oh my gods…tumblr literally just wiped out my notifications I’m cooked!! If I need to respond to you pleasepleaseplease @ me in the thread I literally cannot see anything

[astystar]

123 SHUBBLEDRIFT YURI‼️‼️

[thechampionofapollo]

SHUBBLEDRIFT ERGRGRGRGRG))

Sorry I’m normal….not))

[sol-arsystem]

Welll i dunno about #1 /silly

- @thechampionofapollo

FUUUUUUUUCK IM NOT FAST ENOUGH FUUUUUCK

[thechampionofapollo]

GIGGLING! Pan!Drift brought to you by the same mod as @detective-drift gotta be quicker to beat me/ silly

[champion-of-athena]

There’s music in the distance, it sounds similar to what Pyro has heard previously in a certain cave. Apollo’s Champion surely the source as they play their lyre.

- @thechampionofapollo

He turned around, eyes darting around to try and find where the sounds came from. The sounds gave him some sort of comfort, fimilar too.

Must be Drift...

He whispered to himself. The sounds echoes between the cliffs, not sure where it was exactly coming from. Taking a few dozen steps, he'd find the Apollon Champion in the distance, playing music on her instrument.

[thechampionofapollo]

They’re smiling, strumming along with ease. She seems perfectly at home under the sunlight in the clearing. It’s a calm moment until they turn and see Athena’s champion.

Drift offers a smile, lowering their instrument to address him properly.

“Pyro! Hi, how’ve you been?”

[champion-of-athena]

Hey, Drift! I've been... fine. I've been recourse gathering. Everyone's too distracted by these blessings the gods are making them fight over, so I'm taking advantage of that!

He took a glance around before looking back at Drift.

What about you?

[thechampionofapollo]

“Oh I’m good! Finding bright sides left and right, you know anything to look past all of the doom and gloom!”

Drift answers, offering a bright smile and rummaging around before holding out a piece of bread. She knows Cleo said to look out for themself more but Drift has plenty really.

[champion-of-athena]

Not a bad way to go about this...

He glanced down at the offered food.

This for me?

[thechampionofapollo]

“Yeah! I have plenty I can afford to give some to a friend can’t I?”

Sure they can, tilting their head with a smile.

[champion-of-athena]

They smiled, taking the bread into his hands.

Of course! Thank you, I haven't had even a simple snack in a bit.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Oh! I have more if you’re hungry! I think I might also have some carrots if you want something other than bread?”

Drift is rather quick to offer her own food stores.

[champion-of-athena]

He hummed, honestly intrigued.

A carrot or two would be nice.

[thechampionofapollo]

“I can do that! Here one second let me uhm…”

They quickly look through her bag, rummaging around it as she searches. Surely they have some…

“Ah! There they are, two carrots for you, Pyro!”

[champion-of-athena]

Thank you!

He crunched on it, already satisfied from the simple taste.

Did you grow these yourself? Or did you find them around this place from chests? Either way, I already feel better.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Well I found the first few and then I started growing them with my wheat!”

They answer, folding her hands behind their back with a grin.

[champion-of-athena]

Fascinating! I've yet to get to growing crops myself... it's a wonder how fast people do it! Tell me, do you have any quick tips about crop growing? You seem to have a bit of a grasp.

[thechampionofapollo]

“I think I just have more luck with plants…I mean, I really didn’t do much for these I just planted them and then they grew so…”

[thechampionofapollo]

*You see a woman looking up at the start through a set of binoculars. She's singling to herself*

@champion-of-crius

Drift hums, head tilting before they make their way down. At least that seems to be what the woman is trying to signal.

[champion-of-crius]

((OOC:I had two typos here which completely changed the meaning, OOOPS! It was SUPPOSED to say:))

*You see a woman looking up at the stars through a set of binoculars. She's singing to herself*

((OOC: Mind if we restart lmao?))

[thechampionofapollo]

((LMAOOO yea sure do you want to resend your ask and start fully from scratch so there’s no confusion?))

[thechampionofapollo]

from: @fateschampion

Drift!! Hello!! I’ve been looking for you since I found this… whatever this is.

Oh, also- I flipped a coin a bit ago and it gave everyone flowers!! What kind did you get? I got red poppies!!

she smiles brightly, curling the edges of her blindfold. there are still a few remaining pocket poppies.

“Shelby! Hi! Oh you’re the person behind the flowers? I was wondering where these sunflowers came from…”

Sunflowers seem a bit…on the nose don’t they? Funny how fate works though isn’t it? Apollo’s champion smiles though it isn’t like the other would be able to see.

[fateschampion]

Heheh! Bright and sunny, just like you!

she pulls a few poppies from her pockets, handing them in the direction of drift’s voice.

I mostly made the flowers have a chance at happening so I could properly thank you. For being kind, and describing everything so nicely- even though you didn’t have to. We barely just met.

But… she tilts her head down, as if approximating bashfulness. It’s been nice. And you’ve been part of that, even this early on. So… thank you. Really. It’s nice to know people again.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Oh- You don’t have to thank me for that! I think being kind is our greatest asset here, even if we’ll end up in the arena…”

They grasp the poppies gently, holding the red flowers with utmost care while she speaks. Drift continues after a moment of silence.

“If you do need something else described though, I’d be more than happy to for you.”

[fateschampion]

Exactly!! Even if there comes a time for us to fight, and we do what we must- it is always nice to be nice.

once the flowers leave her hands, shelby fidgets with the ends of her belt.

…I liked when you described yourself.

there is a slight pause. she speaks once more, slightly louder than previous.

Could you describe some more people to me? Still lost in what everyone really looks like- aside from Nikos. Scott was only adamant that he was ‘hot and shirtless’.

[thechampionofapollo]

Drift blinks, a pink rushing to their cheeks before they’re clearing her throat. Fidgeting with one of the poppies to buy time.

“Well- to be honest a lot of people here are shirtless. Uhm…is there someone in particular you wanted to visualize?”

[fateschampion]

she stifles a giggle.

Wow, I guess they’re all hot then… literally, that is.

Hmm… maybe Scott? Or Apo and Owen! I’ve spoken to them most- besides you, of course- so that feels right to know. If you have time, of course!!

[thechampionofapollo]

“Oh! Ohohohoh! I can do Scott I’m like his biggest fan!”

They seem very excited, lighting up as she places the poppies down next to the sunflowers before grasping one of Shelby’s hands.

“Okay! So Scott is…well he’s got like white cloudy hair, it’s pretty short but it looks like it would be fluffy. His outfit is definitely more showy…like a flowy light blue skirt with a gold belt, it’s not a light gold, it’s darker like how wheat looks at dusk. His top is a darker blue, like the sky would be before a storm, it’s held on his shoulder with a golden clasp, and then he has a white shawl wrapped around his arms around his elbows that fades into that same dark blue of his top.”

Once she’s done their hand squeezes Shelby’s before letting go and falling to the side. Maybe that was a bit too much detail, she got a little carried away.

[fateschampion]

she jolts for a second as drift’s hand finds it way to hers- but relaxes into it in time. letting the description wash over her as she puts the voice to the face. it’s… very calming.

Heheh, he’s pretty cloudy for a wind guy! Lots of blues… I guess that makes sense.

Wait- am I color coded too? Like- you have the oranges and yellows and greens, Scott has the blues- do I have a color? Or- you said armor, right? Am I just armor colored?

as she gets more excited, she does make a solid effort to fumble around for the hand once more, awkwardly placing her hand onto drift’a arm instead.

[thechampionofapollo]

Drift hums, tensing at the hand on her arm before relaxing into it with a sigh.

“You’re more armor colored…but in a more silver and grey sense than in an only one color sense. Like, your armor is silver…a lot like the clearest sight of the moon but there’s gold trimming it, lighter than Scott’s gold but still just as pretty. Then you have a red sash around your waist to break it up, it’s similar to the color of poppies or roses I think”

[fateschampion]

Ohh! Thats the fabric texture I keep feeling! Its really nice to pull on the ends of it a bit!

she uses her other hand to find the end of her belt, showing it has already begun to fray a bit. the edge is soft.

See? I like that its red- Thats the color my hair is- hopefully still is- and if not, the color it used to be. The gold trimming the iron sounds really cool too!! It's interesting to see the gods influences in our outfits!

Like...

she reaches her hand up drift's arm, feeling for the side of her head and the laurel that rests entwined in her hair. drift did describe leaves in her hair.

...your laurel! Hey, do you think if you arrived here with a victory crown that its fated for you to win? You never know with things like this!

[thechampionofapollo]

Drift blinks, leaning down a bit to allow Shelby an easier time tracing their laurel. She laughs a bit at the question, surely out of all people here Drift isn’t the one.

“Maybe…but I think you have just as much of a chance as I do, Shelby.”

She hums, its a similar song to one they play on their lyre, simply to think. It would be nice to win and gain the wish, but on the other hand they’re not even sure why Apollo picked her.

“But hey, it’s a nice thought!”

[fateschampion]

Awwe, I appreciate that.

for just a moment, she thinks about how she can almost hear the smile in drift's voice as she speaks. as she hums.

That is how fate works, I suppose. We all have a shot- that's why we were brought here! It was... meant to be us. Otherwise, what is meant to happen won't happen the way it is meant to!

she smiles.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Exactly! See there’s a pretty nice bright side to all of this stuff if you know how to look, huh?”

She seems happy that Shelby isn’t all gloomy like other people here. Even if it’s over something so minuscule.

“Besides, if we don’t look forward we might miss something the Gods are trying to say having picked us.”

[fateschampion]

I’ve been thinking about that actually. Why us?

she starts pacing, gesturing with her hands as she talks- reluctantly sliding her hand away from drifts head.

Like- you make sense, you’re very good with music- and Scott is very flowy, and Nikos is very booming- but why represent the goddess of lucky if my death was so unlucky? Why have Owen regain sight but instead of vision it’s just of All Of Time?

her fingers itch at the sides of her blindfold.

It’d be interesting to know what led people to being selected. But it was how it was meant to be from the beginning.

[thechampionofapollo]

Drift straightens after the others hand leaves their hair. Listening to Shelby talk earnestly, stepping towards the ridge edge so they could catch her if Shelby missteps. Just to be safe.

“Well it’s like you said right? It’s just how fate works right? I mean…there’s reasons for everything so if this is our fates then who are we to ask questions?”

The champion of Apollo trails off with a sigh.

“I mean…I don’t know exactly why Apollo picked me out of anyone else he could have had but- dwelling on the past doesn’t help much…but Gods aren’t exactly the clearest are they?”

[fateschampion]

Hm. I suppose thats a constant.

she laughs lightly, turning back to face the sound of drift's voice.

Still- I can't wait to learn more. About everyone, about being here- about our place in this. In the competition, in how it ends.

For what its worth, you've never been confusing. You've been too nice for that.

[thechampionofapollo]

“I’ll take that as a compliment!”

Drift beams, placing her hands on their hips. They hum again before saying anything else.

“If it’s anything like what we- well what most of us saw with Nobody and Pearl I don’t think there’s really much to it other than fighting as the end of the day.”

[fateschampion]

I mean, true. But that doesn't mean we have to fight in the meantime.

she's quiet a moment. still. speaking quieter, she says...

...If you went in. For the coliseum vote. And they made you fight. It'd be scary. Really scary. I'd try to give you my favor best as I could, but- I hope it happens as little as possible.

she shudders thinking about it.

[thechampionofapollo]

She goes quiet for a bit, taking in Shelby’s words before reaching for her hand. Pausing, and then lowering their reach.

“I’d…”

It’s hard to find a bright side when you’re forced to face the reality head on. Yes they’re both likely to be voted in…yes more than likely they’ll have to fight the others…but.

But, what?

“I’d do the same for you…not that I want you voted in! But if you were I’d give you my favor”

[thechampionofapollo]

*You see a woman looking up at the start through a set of binoculars. She's singling to herself*

@champion-of-crius

Drift hums, head tilting before they make their way down. At least that seems to be what the woman is trying to signal.

[fire-forgedd]

There’s a song playing, strummed strings from the distance that grow louder as time passes.

- @thechampionofapollo

Abolish heads towards the source of the sound, hand resting cautiously on the hilt of its sword

[thechampionofapollo]

The sound stops, Drift turning with a hand on their quiver as she lowers the instrument.

[fire-forgedd]

Oh hello. Um, Drift right?

[thechampionofapollo]

“Yes- yes! Yup that’s me, uhm…Abolish right?”

[thechampionofapollo]

drift! I haven't seen you in a while. how've you been since the fight?

-@champion-of-luck

“I’ve been mostly alright… everything’s feeling a bit too real but, I’m trying to look at the bright side, y’know!”

[champion-of-luck]

yeah it's all starting to feel real now isn't it. is there a bright side to this?

[thechampionofapollo]

“There’s a bright side to everything I think! Like meeting you? I think that’s a pretty good bright side”

[champion-of-luck]

really? I've never had anyone tell me anything like that before. thank you drift. I suppose meeting you might make this whole thing a bit more bearable, now that I think of it.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Of course! And hey, whatever happens I’m happy to have met you…and everyone else here, but bearable is better than absolutely horrid right?”

[thechampionofapollo]

They stop, the humming dying down at the sound of footsteps before she turns towards the voice. Why do they seem so….familiar? Something pulls at her chest before Drift stands and dusts off dirt from their hand.

‘Will I ever see you again…?’

That’s definitely her voice as they stare, but why now when they have no recollection of life before here? It’s nonsensical really, unless it’s a reason she was picked by Apollo perhaps.

“Uhm…help would be nice but- sorry Hi, I’m Drift I don’t think we’ve met before?”

They step closer, holding out a loaf of bread to the other, a peace offering of sorts. Warm and freshly made it seems

[wctchers]

💢The warrior went stiff slightly as she heard their voice. Why did their voice sound so familiar yet... not? Their expression didn't seem to change, stormy grey eye narrowed as she laced their hands behind his back. It took them a moment to realize that they introduced themselves, and she knew better than to be rude. After all, they had been the one to approach her first. So it would do them some good to at least be polite. He moved to attached their spear back to their back as she laid a fist over their chest.

"We have not." Least not in this life. "My name is Ulyssa."

It took them a moment to realize that she was offering them a loaf of bread. Biting the inside of their cheek, they reached out to accept it; after all it would be rude not to. They were careful not to catch their skin with their clawed glaive. After all, they always kept their armor sharp as any and every part of him was a weapon.

[thechampionofapollo]

She smiles, head tilting kindly as Ulyssa takes the loaf. Their hands folding in front of her, he doesn’t seem very happy to be over here. Judging by the narrowed gaze and all. Which is fine! Drift can be chipper enough for the both of them. Even if they’re not the one that started the interaction.

That familiarity still clings, tugging incessantly at their chest the longer she’s next to them.

“Is there anything I can do for you? I mean I know you offered help but you did come over here”

[thechampionofapollo]

OPEN RP STARTER:

The champion of Apollo hums, she seems so relaxed compared to any others. The warm sun seeping into their skin and washing across her face. It’s so calm when paired with the gentle tunes they strum from their lyre. The gentle smile seeming so at home across the champions mouth. Chosen by Apollo for a reason they still can’t quite understand no matter how much she says she’s about to.

Drift. What is it they’ve forgotten before appearing in that circle of people. Some of them seeming so familiar yet so…out of reach. She couldn’t pretend to know why. Offering a spin paired with another pluck of strings see’s them leaning down to pick some of the wheat she’s replanted for bread.

Not as productive but…food is better than starving isn’t it? And it’s a good way to help people, looking out for others they’ve found themself close to. She’s welcome to meet others should they simply follow the music.

[bat-news]

Bat, ever the curious soul, follows the distant music with an almost childlike eagerness, its ears twitching at every new sound. Its camera trail follows close behind, barely managing to keep up as the little creature darts through the air, weaving between branches and fluttering around obstacles with far more enthusiasm than caution.

Then it spots Drift.

The bat freezes mid-flight.

For a moment, it simply stares, eyes widening as recognition sets in. Then it lets out a tiny, delighted noise of excitement, its wings beating rapidly as it rushes forward.

“Oh joy! Jackpot!”

It swoops in a small, celebratory circle around Drift before finally landing on a nearby branch. It adjusts itself, fluffing its fur and trying—rather unsuccessfully—to regain the professional composure of an interviewer. The cameraman behind it shifts into position, clearly accustomed to this sort of thing.

The bat looks Drift up and down, its expression practically radiating curiosity. It opens its mouth as though it’s about to launch into some carefully prepared introduction.

Then it pauses.

Its eyes narrow slightly.

There is a moment of complete silence.

“Normally, I would tell you that you’re being interviewed,” it begins, sounding almost apologetic, “and I assure you, I had every intention of doing exactly that.”

It leans forward on the branch.

“But I simply have to ask…”

Its little wings twitch with barely contained anticipation.

“Do you have banana?”

The bat stares at Drift expectantly, as though this is by far the most important question it has ever asked anyone.

[thechampionofapollo]

“Do I have banana?”

Drift pauses, fingers held in motion as they look up at the bat. Curious, though it’s likely not impossible with Gods at work. She thinks for a moment lowering the instrument to give the bat her full attention.

“I’m sorry…I don’t think I do, I have bread though! I’m good on it so I can afford to share some with something as cute as you”

[bat-news]

The bat gasps so dramatically that, for a moment, it almost seems as though it has genuinely been mortally wounded. Its tiny wings shoot outward, its ears perk straight up, and it stares at Drift with an expression of absolute, theatrical betrayal.

“How dare you!” it squeaks, clutching one tiny paw against its chest. “How absolutely dare you threaten to give me bread! Do you want me to get sick?! Do you want to watch me perish before your very eyes?!”

It pauses, staring at Drift in stunned silence as though waiting for an apology. But interrupts again before she can speak. “You heard it here first, everyone! Drift wants bats dead!” It points an accusing little claw toward Drift. “She wants to give me BREAD! BREAD! Do you understand how serious this is?! This isn’t a joke! This isn’t some harmless little snack! This is a direct attack on batkind!”

The bat begins pacing back and forth along the branch, becoming more animated with every word. “And if she is willing to do this to me, imagine what she would do to other bats! What about the baby bats?! What about the elderly bats?! What about bats who are simply trying to live their lives, hanging upside down in peace, eating perfectly appropriate food, and minding their own business?!”

It whirls around dramatically. “None of us are safe!” The bat’s voice drops into a grave whisper. “First it’s bread. It raises one claw.“Then what? Crackers?” Another claw. “Toast?” Its eyes widen “Sandwiches?!” It recoils in horror at the thought. “No. No, no, no. We cannot allow this to continue.” The bat turns back toward Drift, narrowing its eyes suspiciously.

“And don’t think you can fool everyone by saying you didn’t mean to hurt me. Oh, no. I’ve heard that excuse before. ‘It was just bread!’ ‘I didn’t know!’ ‘I thought bats could eat it!’” It scoffs. “Convenient.”

It takes a deep breath, clearly preparing to escalate the accusation even further. “And not just bats!” A dramatic gasp“Drift wants everyone who isn’t like her dead!”

The bat throws its wings over its head.“I expected better from you, Drift.” It turns away dramatically, folding its wings behind its back. “Absolutely despicable.”

The bat glances over its shoulder. “I am cute though, you’re right.”

[thechampionofapollo]

“Whoa- Whoa hey what! No that’s not-“

Drift fumbles, staring up at the bat and then towards the camera before looking at the bat again. It’s twisting their words so brutally that’s not at all what they meant.

“That’s all a bit of a reach, bat- uhm…reporter- Don’t you think you should ask me? I mean a face as friendly as yours surely you could find a bright side or two?”

Really what could she do here?! It’s a talking bat that seems intent on spreading lies about her because Apollo’s Champion doesn’t have any banana! What else could they offer…berries? Do they have any glow berries left from the cave?

“I- I have berries? I don’t know what Bats eat I don’t remember ever meeting a bat before but I really really don’t want you or bat kind dead- that’s not what I meant!”