Lore: What does that mean? (At the age of 16, Natalie and her family escaped from one of the lumber sectors on Luna to the Earthen town of Farafrah. After not using her lunar gift for years, she's developed hallucinations from her lunar sickness. If the rp takes place outside of The Lunar Chronicles universe, assume that she got transported there right in the middle of the massacre at Farafrah. More under the cut)
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Okay so more about the lore. Possible tw for self harm, but I'm not sure how much it counts
At 16, shortly before Natalie and her family escaped, she got fed up with listening to the strict working hours and curfew. Instead of immediately going back to her home, she decided to go out and play a bit longer. The guards made an example of her, as they usually did, but she persisted for the next several days. After several days of receiving punishment and continuing to defy her orders, Thaumaturge Duke ( @with-a-spiders-grace ) was given her first assignment, which was to put Natalie back in her place. By manipulating Natalie's bioelectricity, she forced Natalie to pour scalding hot wax all over her arm and some on her face with her own hand. After this, combined with the fact that she had to make sure it wasn't known that she was Lunar, Natalie stopped using her gift. No simple glamours or anything. Because of this, she developed lunar sickness and continues to have hallucinations.
Also i promise you i didnt mean to make her that similar to Winter so sorry if she seems like a copy cat lol
Edan slowly approached Natalie, holding an orb that floated just above his cupped hands.
"Hey- hey. The fae said to eat this."
- @the-lord-enchanter
"Doesn't fae food make it so you can't eat anything else?" she asked. "I started looking more stuff up about them while you were gone." She pointed her port towards him.
"Yeah- I mean, yes. You're right. But this doesn't look like food to me. I don't know." He was worried about trusting the fae, too, but he wasn't really sure what else to do.
"Did it say it was supposed to do something when I ate it?" She turned off her port and set it to the side as she stared at the strange thing. This time she didn't get physically attacked by an anon, but losing her name... It was confusing more than anything. Suddenly the thing she had been called by for her whole life was gone. She remembered being called Ileana, at least.
"It said that eating it should give you your name back. And I asked, saying it specifically, because you know how the fae are with their tricky words. You have to consume it in its entirety and it'll release your name so you can use it again."
Heyyy, sorry about that whole name thing, I just needed leverage over a mortal to get some help, as a sign of apology, here's the soup of one of my enemies, very powerful, use it sparingly
She holds out a cube that glows a dark purple
-Z
"I'm sorry, what is this supposed to do? Do I get my name back?"
I thought you already ate it? Eh, that weird man has it, he'll give it to you. Oh and with that soul you can command the fey it belongs to!
She summons a piece of parchment
And this is the spell that gives you the power to use the soul that way! You could also eat the soul and gain immortality, but you'd become a fey and fade away if you don't make any pacts
"I didn't eat it yet because I didn't trust it. I don't really feel right about commanding someone like that. I don't want to manipulate or control people," she explained. "I also don't want to be immortal."
Well then use it as a power source! Put in a coal generator as if it were coal and you've got electricity for millennia! And you really should eat your name
She takes a moment to think
If you are worried about the food thing, that's specifically only for cooked food made by fey and for me I even need to use specific ingredients
"But that's a soul! Wouldn't that be like slowly killing someone?" The thought of putting a soul in a coal generator definitely didn't sit right with her. Even just having it would feel awful.
Heyyy, sorry about that whole name thing, I just needed leverage over a mortal to get some help, as a sign of apology, here's the soup of one of my enemies, very powerful, use it sparingly
She holds out a cube that glows a dark purple
-Z
"I'm sorry, what is this supposed to do? Do I get my name back?"
I thought you already ate it? Eh, that weird man has it, he'll give it to you. Oh and with that soul you can command the fey it belongs to!
She summons a piece of parchment
And this is the spell that gives you the power to use the soul that way! You could also eat the soul and gain immortality, but you'd become a fey and fade away if you don't make any pacts
"I didn't eat it yet because I didn't trust it. I don't really feel right about commanding someone like that. I don't want to manipulate or control people," she explained. "I also don't want to be immortal."
Well then use it as a power source! Put in a coal generator as if it were coal and you've got electricity for millennia! And you really should eat your name
She takes a moment to think
If you are worried about the food thing, that's specifically only for cooked food made by fey and for me I even need to use specific ingredients
"But that's a soul! Wouldn't that be like slowly killing someone?" The thought of putting a soul in a coal generator definitely didn't sit right with her. Even just having it would feel awful.
Heyyy, sorry about that whole name thing, I just needed leverage over a mortal to get some help, as a sign of apology, here's the soup of one of my enemies, very powerful, use it sparingly
She holds out a cube that glows a dark purple
-Z
"I'm sorry, what is this supposed to do? Do I get my name back?"
I thought you already ate it? Eh, that weird man has it, he'll give it to you. Oh and with that soul you can command the fey it belongs to!
She summons a piece of parchment
And this is the spell that gives you the power to use the soul that way! You could also eat the soul and gain immortality, but you'd become a fey and fade away if you don't make any pacts
"I didn't eat it yet because I didn't trust it. I don't really feel right about commanding someone like that. I don't want to manipulate or control people," she explained. "I also don't want to be immortal."
Heyyy, sorry about that whole name thing, I just needed leverage over a mortal to get some help, as a sign of apology, here's the soup of one of my enemies, very powerful, use it sparingly
She holds out a cube that glows a dark purple
-Z
"I'm sorry, what is this supposed to do? Do I get my name back?"
Edan slowly approached Natalie, holding an orb that floated just above his cupped hands.
"Hey- hey. The fae said to eat this."
- @the-lord-enchanter
"Doesn't fae food make it so you can't eat anything else?" she asked. "I started looking more stuff up about them while you were gone." She pointed her port towards him.
"Yeah- I mean, yes. You're right. But this doesn't look like food to me. I don't know." He was worried about trusting the fae, too, but he wasn't really sure what else to do.
"Did it say it was supposed to do something when I ate it?" She turned off her port and set it to the side as she stared at the strange thing. This time she didn't get physically attacked by an anon, but losing her name... It was confusing more than anything. Suddenly the thing she had been called by for her whole life was gone. She remembered being called Ileana, at least.
Edan slowly approached Natalie, holding an orb that floated just above his cupped hands.
"Hey- hey. The fae said to eat this."
- @the-lord-enchanter
"Doesn't fae food make it so you can't eat anything else?" she asked. "I started looking more stuff up about them while you were gone." She pointed her port towards him.
Finally, after so many years, Natalie wouldn't have to worry about her hallucinations anymore. The surgery took around half a day, as was expected, and she spent the majority of the time afterward asleep or near sleep. The following day, she stayed right where she was to recover and regain her energy. After that, her staying was more out of obligation than anything. She was bored and tired, but she needed more time before it was safe for her to go all the way back to the house. At last, she rode the elevator back home, wearing a thick neck brace to keep her from moving her neck more than she should.
@totally-sane-refugee
Edan was standing about five feet back from a demon who stood at the edge of the kitchen counter. In front of the demon was a plate of raw beef. Edan was tapping his mouth with closed fingers, trying to get the demon to eat the raw meat instead. Then, the demon noticed Natalie, snapping its head to look at her.
"No! No. No. Hey! No. Eat. You said you were hungry." He snaps in the demon's line of sight and points at the plate. The demon pays no mind to Edan.
She slowly approached the two of them, her mind still clouded by the pain medicine from before. In her bag, muffled by her many other things, he may have heard the quiet rattle of a pill bottle. "Good... morning? Afternoon? Who's this?"
"No- Natalie. Natalie, stay." He gestured with his hand, trying to get her to stay away from the demon. He did not mean to treat her like a dog.
The demon immediately flew over and grabbed Natalie, pulling itself into her mind. Edan dropped his hands, seeming disappointed and sad. "You said you were hungry." He mumbled.
She tried to open her mouth and speak, to ask what this was all about, but it seemed her body wouldn't obey her mind. The creature was gone, but how? She was surprised he didn't immediately chide her for going back to the facility or ask her if she became a potato while she was gone. She tried again, thinking maybe she was just too out of it because of the medicine, but still, it didn't work.
The demon seemed fixated on Edan, watching him. Natalie's eyes would not leave him. Even as her legs began to change, tendons stretching until they snapped, muscles conforming to make a human faster.
So this is what Edan described to her. Her suspicions were correct, it did feel like being manipulated by a lunar. At least with a lunar it was possible to resist if with enough skill or if the lunar wasn't as strong as she was. The only difference was how it seemed to be manipulating her body in such a way and how it had disappeared. The pain was dulled by her medication, but it still felt unbearable. Of all times for a creature like this to attack her, why did it have to be after her surgery?
Edan sighed and summoned a strange green stick with a bulb in the center. Natalie may have heard the sound of a cork popping as she finally regained control of herself and was allowed to scream if she wished. Edan seemed a little more despondent now.
She stumbled when she was finally released with a gasp, reaching out to him for support as her knees buckled under her weight. She let out a cry in pain at the strong aches in her muscles and where the tendons were snapped.
Edan caught Natalie and lifted her up so there was no weight on her legs. He went and laid her down on the couch, setting the strange green stick on the coffee table. He didn't say a word as he immediately tapped her legs to take away the pain, leaving only a warm tingly sensation.
"It's good to be back," she muttered, forcing a smile to conceal the panic still racing in her chest. She remembered the feeling of her own arm going against her as she was forced to burn her face. She remembered being teased by other Lunar children who would manipulate her into doing all sorts of silly things, all in good fun, of course. Those memories weren't quite so bad, save those of the children who did not like her. "This wasn't what I was expecting for a welcome."
Finally, after so many years, Natalie wouldn't have to worry about her hallucinations anymore. The surgery took around half a day, as was expected, and she spent the majority of the time afterward asleep or near sleep. The following day, she stayed right where she was to recover and regain her energy. After that, her staying was more out of obligation than anything. She was bored and tired, but she needed more time before it was safe for her to go all the way back to the house. At last, she rode the elevator back home, wearing a thick neck brace to keep her from moving her neck more than she should.
@totally-sane-refugee
Edan was standing about five feet back from a demon who stood at the edge of the kitchen counter. In front of the demon was a plate of raw beef. Edan was tapping his mouth with closed fingers, trying to get the demon to eat the raw meat instead. Then, the demon noticed Natalie, snapping its head to look at her.
"No! No. No. Hey! No. Eat. You said you were hungry." He snaps in the demon's line of sight and points at the plate. The demon pays no mind to Edan.
She slowly approached the two of them, her mind still clouded by the pain medicine from before. In her bag, muffled by her many other things, he may have heard the quiet rattle of a pill bottle. "Good... morning? Afternoon? Who's this?"
"No- Natalie. Natalie, stay." He gestured with his hand, trying to get her to stay away from the demon. He did not mean to treat her like a dog.
The demon immediately flew over and grabbed Natalie, pulling itself into her mind. Edan dropped his hands, seeming disappointed and sad. "You said you were hungry." He mumbled.
She tried to open her mouth and speak, to ask what this was all about, but it seemed her body wouldn't obey her mind. The creature was gone, but how? She was surprised he didn't immediately chide her for going back to the facility or ask her if she became a potato while she was gone. She tried again, thinking maybe she was just too out of it because of the medicine, but still, it didn't work.
The demon seemed fixated on Edan, watching him. Natalie's eyes would not leave him. Even as her legs began to change, tendons stretching until they snapped, muscles conforming to make a human faster.
So this is what Edan described to her. Her suspicions were correct, it did feel like being manipulated by a lunar. At least with a lunar it was possible to resist if with enough skill or if the lunar wasn't as strong as she was. The only difference was how it seemed to be manipulating her body in such a way and how it had disappeared. The pain was dulled by her medication, but it still felt unbearable. Of all times for a creature like this to attack her, why did it have to be after her surgery?
Edan sighed and summoned a strange green stick with a bulb in the center. Natalie may have heard the sound of a cork popping as she finally regained control of herself and was allowed to scream if she wished. Edan seemed a little more despondent now.
She stumbled when she was finally released with a gasp, reaching out to him for support as her knees buckled under her weight. She let out a cry in pain at the strong aches in her muscles and where the tendons were snapped.
Finally, after so many years, Natalie wouldn't have to worry about her hallucinations anymore. The surgery took around half a day, as was expected, and she spent the majority of the time afterward asleep or near sleep. The following day, she stayed right where she was to recover and regain her energy. After that, her staying was more out of obligation than anything. She was bored and tired, but she needed more time before it was safe for her to go all the way back to the house. At last, she rode the elevator back home, wearing a thick neck brace to keep her from moving her neck more than she should.
@totally-sane-refugee
Edan was standing about five feet back from a demon who stood at the edge of the kitchen counter. In front of the demon was a plate of raw beef. Edan was tapping his mouth with closed fingers, trying to get the demon to eat the raw meat instead. Then, the demon noticed Natalie, snapping its head to look at her.
"No! No. No. Hey! No. Eat. You said you were hungry." He snaps in the demon's line of sight and points at the plate. The demon pays no mind to Edan.
She slowly approached the two of them, her mind still clouded by the pain medicine from before. In her bag, muffled by her many other things, he may have heard the quiet rattle of a pill bottle. "Good... morning? Afternoon? Who's this?"
"No- Natalie. Natalie, stay." He gestured with his hand, trying to get her to stay away from the demon. He did not mean to treat her like a dog.
The demon immediately flew over and grabbed Natalie, pulling itself into her mind. Edan dropped his hands, seeming disappointed and sad. "You said you were hungry." He mumbled.
She tried to open her mouth and speak, to ask what this was all about, but it seemed her body wouldn't obey her mind. The creature was gone, but how? She was surprised he didn't immediately chide her for going back to the facility or ask her if she became a potato while she was gone. She tried again, thinking maybe she was just too out of it because of the medicine, but still, it didn't work.
The demon seemed fixated on Edan, watching him. Natalie's eyes would not leave him. Even as her legs began to change, tendons stretching until they snapped, muscles conforming to make a human faster.
So this is what Edan described to her. Her suspicions were correct, it did feel like being manipulated by a lunar. At least with a lunar it was possible to resist if with enough skill or if the lunar wasn't as strong as she was. The only difference was how it seemed to be manipulating her body in such a way and how it had disappeared. The pain was dulled by her medication, but it still felt unbearable. Of all times for a creature like this to attack her, why did it have to be after her surgery?
May I have your name, I'm very interested in who you are
-Z
"I'm Natalie." She gave them a look of distrust. She really hoped it was an innocent question as opposed to yet another thing that hated her for some reason.
"Damn it. Have you no knowledge about the Fae? 'May I have your name' like they're taking your soul. They're not asking what your name is, they're asking if they can have it. This is how you become a slave for a thousand years. Be more mindful."
"There are no Fae where I'm from," she reminded him. "To us, stuff like that might as well be ancient history. And besides, they didn't teach us all that on Luna."
He watched her for a moment, then closed his eyes. "I'm not blaming you for your ignorance. But I am wondering if your ancestors are a little bit evil. Maybe that's why you people moved to the moon."
"Well, my people moved to the moon for research and then for colonization. It was several years afterward that the first Lunar was born and started making more Lunars while he created a monarchy with himself as the king."
You’ve been here for how long and you keep messing up everything?
"How was I supposed to know about the fae? It's been almost a year, but why would I have any reason to research that specific mythology? I was busy watching videos about how to make sure I don't die the next time one of you decides it would be funny to hurt me."
Finally, after so many years, Natalie wouldn't have to worry about her hallucinations anymore. The surgery took around half a day, as was expected, and she spent the majority of the time afterward asleep or near sleep. The following day, she stayed right where she was to recover and regain her energy. After that, her staying was more out of obligation than anything. She was bored and tired, but she needed more time before it was safe for her to go all the way back to the house. At last, she rode the elevator back home, wearing a thick neck brace to keep her from moving her neck more than she should.
@totally-sane-refugee
Edan was standing about five feet back from a demon who stood at the edge of the kitchen counter. In front of the demon was a plate of raw beef. Edan was tapping his mouth with closed fingers, trying to get the demon to eat the raw meat instead. Then, the demon noticed Natalie, snapping its head to look at her.
"No! No. No. Hey! No. Eat. You said you were hungry." He snaps in the demon's line of sight and points at the plate. The demon pays no mind to Edan.
She slowly approached the two of them, her mind still clouded by the pain medicine from before. In her bag, muffled by her many other things, he may have heard the quiet rattle of a pill bottle. "Good... morning? Afternoon? Who's this?"
"No- Natalie. Natalie, stay." He gestured with his hand, trying to get her to stay away from the demon. He did not mean to treat her like a dog.
The demon immediately flew over and grabbed Natalie, pulling itself into her mind. Edan dropped his hands, seeming disappointed and sad. "You said you were hungry." He mumbled.
She tried to open her mouth and speak, to ask what this was all about, but it seemed her body wouldn't obey her mind. The creature was gone, but how? She was surprised he didn't immediately chide her for going back to the facility or ask her if she became a potato while she was gone. She tried again, thinking maybe she was just too out of it because of the medicine, but still, it didn't work.
May I have your name, I'm very interested in who you are
-Z
"I'm Natalie." She gave them a look of distrust. She really hoped it was an innocent question as opposed to yet another thing that hated her for some reason.
"Damn it. Have you no knowledge about the Fae? 'May I have your name' like they're taking your soul. They're not asking what your name is, they're asking if they can have it. This is how you become a slave for a thousand years. Be more mindful."
"There are no Fae where I'm from," she reminded him. "To us, stuff like that might as well be ancient history. And besides, they didn't teach us all that on Luna."
Finally, after so many years, Natalie wouldn't have to worry about her hallucinations anymore. The surgery took around half a day, as was expected, and she spent the majority of the time afterward asleep or near sleep. The following day, she stayed right where she was to recover and regain her energy. After that, her staying was more out of obligation than anything. She was bored and tired, but she needed more time before it was safe for her to go all the way back to the house. At last, she rode the elevator back home, wearing a thick neck brace to keep her from moving her neck more than she should.
@totally-sane-refugee
Edan was standing about five feet back from a demon who stood at the edge of the kitchen counter. In front of the demon was a plate of raw beef. Edan was tapping his mouth with closed fingers, trying to get the demon to eat the raw meat instead. Then, the demon noticed Natalie, snapping its head to look at her.
"No! No. No. Hey! No. Eat. You said you were hungry." He snaps in the demon's line of sight and points at the plate. The demon pays no mind to Edan.
She slowly approached the two of them, her mind still clouded by the pain medicine from before. In her bag, muffled by her many other things, he may have heard the quiet rattle of a pill bottle. "Good... morning? Afternoon? Who's this?"
