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A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really... "Do the stars gaze back?" Now that's a question.


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[series]: Stardust (Movie)
[character]: Tristan Thorn

A shop boy like me... I could never have imagined an adventure this big in order to wish for it. )
gazingup: (✘ mother? oh i'm so sorry mother!)
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gazingup: (❂ perplex)
Excuse me, but has anyone seen a young woman around the City— blond haired, slim, shining brilliantly pale? Yesterday, she spoke on the network about her discovery of a dead unicorn missing its horn.

Yvaine told me she was in the forest burying it last night, but she was supposed to have returned immediately afterward. Nearly a day has passed already— if... if any of you have seen her, even heard her voice or mention of her on the network, please tell me.

[livejournal.com profile] treadingdawn, what happened after the two of you separated?

[ooc: I lag forever. Pretend this is backdated to 10:30 ~ 11:00 PM last night. ]
gazingup: (❂ storm clouds)
—and I was so frightened. I was looking for flowers for Victoria, and then I got lost in the forest, and then I couldn't find a way out, and- and then I walked into a dream, and I found this strange place, and all the lights, and all the big buildings, and they all look like monsters

[ His train of words may have just been completely incomprehensible between the tears and the speed of his voice. The muffled sobs continue, as if he's pressing his face against something. ]

I thought I'd be lost forever. Forever and ever! [ some sniffling here ] I'm so happy I've found you, Papa. Everything will be fine, right?

[ ooc: Tristan is age-cursed down to the tiny age of 4! All replies will be from [livejournal.com profile] tinytristan. ]
gazingup: (❂ a new beginning)
[ Those are the sound of firm footsteps you're hearing. Footsteps that suit the steady movement of his stride, of the straight-backed and confident posture belonging to the one stepping down a stone-laden path of the City. Who could it possibly be? A new arrival? But how strange that a new arrival would be so unperturbed by the atypical sight around him. ]

Well, I didn't think I would end up here again.

[ A minute's pause for thought as he continues his journey; a definite destination leading his steps. ]

Not that I ever expected to land in the City the first time.

[ ooc: Updated to a few minutes past leaving Captain Shakespeare's airship! ]
gazingup: (✘tied to stupid cow)
The mushroom is absolutely not for purchase. No inquiries, no deals, and no exceptions. What fool would ever think of selling something like that?

Neither should anyone think of touching Yvaine's heart.
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Have you found yourself missing a heart beat? Have you ever been at the mercy of the City and its questionably sane citizens, only to discover yourself dead on the sidewalk the next day? Ever wake up one morning wishing you were alive again? Or even if you aren't dead yet, have you ever desired guaranteed, fail-safe insurance for your life?

Then, I - Tristan Thorn - have a product I'm quite certain that you will be interested in. Quite certain. A finely crafted item from the hands of the Deities themselves, forged by the same magic that fuels this concrete nightmare, and obtained through great perils involving a large, probably feral and offensive talking bear.

What is it? Ladies and Gents, I present to you——


THE MUSHROOM


This delectable dish is more than delicious, why, it's marvelously divine! And when I say divine, I mean divine in its literal sense. For what could one call a mushroom that revives life anything other than divine? That's right! One of these mushrooms, and that quiet heart of yours will beat again! No more chills from that cold, pasty flesh of yours! No more wishing you could use the restroom! And food? I imagine it would actually be filling, never mind tasty again.

So what does it take to get your hands on these god-fungus? Mind you there's only ONE available, so... obviously, you must understand that it's no small price. However, I find it very reasonable, exceptionally reasonable, all considering.

GET YOUR LIFE-REVIVING MUSHROOM FOR ONLY 5 x 107 INDIGOS TODAY!


***: FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY!! With your purchase of the life-reviving mushroom, you can also order the HEART OF IMMORTALITY, which will make it so you'll never, ever have to worry about terrible-old death knocking at your door! It's harvested fresh from the chest of a [livejournal.com profile] shiningdown, and let me tell you from experience, that's one feisty star. Your heart will be kicking for an eternity, I assure you. Think about it-- revive yourself and freeze your youth for eternity, all for the reasonable price of 1 x 1015 Indigos!
gazingup: (✘you like to wear dresses?)
Oh, no no no no no no— please don't post this up. Really, it isn't necessary for me to be saying such things on the ne

[livejournal.com profile] 2ndnightshift: Unpleasant

[livejournal.com profile] primrosella: Beautiful

[livejournal.com profile] treadingdawn: ....

[livejournal.com profile] freckleddoll: Somewhat adorable

[livejournal.com profile] nobodyneedknow: ....

[livejournal.com profile] shiningdown: Beautiful. Ethereal. Terribly unpleasant

I guess there was no avoiding it.
gazingup: (✘ pleading)


[ ooc: Because the movie clip captures the scene better than words. Feel free to interrupt anytime during the scene or after the clip ends where he'll start walking off dejectedly, nursing a sore bruise. ]
gazingup: (✘tied to stupid cow)
Thirteen reasons why [info]Yvaine is a Venomous Spider Woman.

1) She is not Victoria.
2) She shrieks like a banshee.
3) She never stops yelling.
4) She can always find something to complain about.
5) She hates everything on earth, especially me.
6) She can't sleep at a normal hour.
7) She goes off without warning to live with strange men.
8) I have to constantly worry about her.
9) There is a deranged witch trying to cut out her heart.
10) A deranged witch trying to kill her means a deranged witch trying to kill me.
11) I have to protect her and myself from said witch.
12) She's making the journey back to Wall take far longer than it should.
13) She's plotting to steal my mushroom.
gazingup: (✘they're going to kill us)
Why is there an organ in front of my door? Is it a lung? It looks like a lung-- why is there a bloody lung in front of my door?

...

Dear God.


[ in a frantic voice ]

Excuse me- Excuse me! I have an important request to ask of all of you.

Have any of you seen a woman by the name of Yvaine recently? Slim, blonde hair, very pale, and rather cranky most of the time. She wears a long dress and often spends her times outside, most likely at night where- where the stars are most visible. She can sometimes be seen with a unicorn?

If any- If any of you happened to have seen her recently, could you tell me where and when? It's very, extremely important that you tell me.

Please.
gazingup: (✘ looking down)
I pressed the button on my box last week.

I did it with full confidence, despite knowing that I would hurt someone- for all I know, I could have even killed someone. I- I can't I can't say I don't regret it, now that I've received nothing except guilt, but... you have to realize that I had to do it. I have to go home to Victoria. Don't all of you understand? I can't remain here and spend unnecessary hours waiting, not when I've got less than a week left. Less than a weak to determine the rest of my life.

The right thing to do- the way I can make up for it all, would be to give away my mushroom. Remember that incident with the bear? I still have it on me-- that magical mushroom which can restore a single life. And to consider how many people have died even this month...

But I won't be giving it to anyone. I need to save it for Yvaine or myself because how could I deliver a star to Victoria if the star dies? It's not so unlikely at this point- I suppose living forever's enough to make some people do just about anything, but all I want is Victoria.

If I can't win Victoria's hand in marriage, then what else do I have? The humdrum of mediocrity day in and day out?

I'm just a shopboy, you know. You can't expect so much out of me.
gazingup: (✘ making a point)
——I'm well aware that yelling is not allowed in a library, but look who's being the bloody pot!

[ the reply is muffled, but it's still obvious that the voice is nearing the point of yelling. ]

...Don't just walk away like that! If you could be stop being such a witch and tell- [ his voice abruptly stops, leaving only the buzz of static. ]

[ooc: Aaaaand [livejournal.com profile] shiningdown and Tristan have returned home for an update. ♥ They will be back soon enough. ]
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The streets were awfully crowded for a Sunday, even if I admittedly haven't been here many Sundays yet. I can still count the number on my fingers. And hopefully I'll be able to keep them on my fingers.

Victoria is still waiting for me back home, and I do miss Wall a lot.

Right, so- Is there a street festival this weekend? I haven't seen any decorations up, or if they're all just visitors... then- then we should ask them how they got here in the first place.

With many people coming in? There must be a way out.

[ooc: Fourth wall the shit out of him. Duplicates allowed, but he'll probably forget those the next day. ;; ]
gazingup: (✘ serious)
[ the camera snaps on, revealing Tristan carefully examining an object in his hand - it's green, shaped like a ping pong ball, and unmistakeably a mushroom. ]

But it's just a mushroom!

...Still, they say it's a mushroom that can bring someone back to life. I can't say I need it and hope to never, but it'd be awfully useful to have. Only a fool would throw it away, really.

What odd luck, though I'm certainly not compl-

[ a deep roar clips off the end of his sentence. The timbre can only belong to that of the King Queen of the Jungle-- a motherfucking lion.]

Wh- What- What was that? Oh god, why is there- why is there a lion sitting on the couch?

[ The video pans out to focus on the animal sitting there comfortably on the sofa. She seems unperturbed and rather unimpressed by Tristan's ruckus and clatter. Also, she may have just rolled her eyes, or at least as close to an eyeroll a lion can manage. ]

Calm yourself, Tristan.

Calm? You're telling me to be calm! There's a bloody lioness in my home. I left the forest to avoid lions, now- now they come wandering into my house!

And am I ever glad about that. An entire month spent living in a forest? We are not animals.

You're- You. You're talking to me right now, aren't you?

What do you see before you?

[ pauuuuse. ]

Yvaine! Get the meat from the ice box! Hurry, there should be some left over from-

Please calm down before you hurt yourself, Tristan.

I am reasonably calm considering the situation! Honestly, get out of here-

[ A heavy, rectangular object flies into the camera's view, hitting the unimpressed lion in the back. Seems like Tristan had a sudden spark of courage, too bad it comes with unfortunate results. The camera switches to focus on Tristan, who's currently bent over and nursing a bruise on his back. ]

OW! Ow. Jesus Christ. What the hell was that?

I have to admit. The only reason I didn't dodge was for that reaction.
gazingup: (✘oh god i'm gonnna puke)
[ The sound of chirping crickets has become the usual chorus for Tristan's posts, but today there's an added hoot of an owl ]

Alright. Fine, fine- You know what, Yvaine? I give up.

I GIVE UP.

[ Oh look, he's scared away all the birds from the trees again. ]

I've been wandering around bloody forest for nearly a month now. A month! I've searched for you in every nook and cranny— through the City proper, the beach, that park. I would have nearly trekked up that mountain if I hadn't decided to be sensible for once.

I know you don't want to be found. And yes, you have- you have a valid reason, but at least- At least-

At least tell me you're all right? Please.


[ A gap of silence - a few minutes of it, to be exact. ]



I just want to go home. I never- I never wanted this type of adventure, I mean- I've never even been out of Wall! It doesn't help that I've spent almost the entire time in this stinking- [ the sound of a thump as he kicks a tree] bloody forest.

And of course the City wants to rub it in my face! Let's bring in two men that look like your Father and put them right in front of you so you won't forget.

"Chaining up a woman, what would your father think?"

"Oh, look! It's not-you-father. Doesn't that make you think of home? By the way, how's Victoria doing- Wait, I forgot you're stuck in this City!"


I just-

[ a frustrated sigh, followed by another thump as he abuses the tree once more. Sadly, he ends up hurting himself rather than the trunk of the tree.]

...Ow.
gazingup: (✘you slept with ~who~ dad?)
Yvaine? Yvaine?

....

YVAINE.

[ that last yell sent birds flying from their tress, if the sudden rush of chittering was any hint. yes, he's still in the forest after three weeks. ]

Where did you run off to? Honestly, this place is dangerous. You- You could get yourself hurt, and then I'd-

[ paaause, wait! here comes the light bulb, and he takes the communicator out of his pocket, snapping it on...only to realize it was already on in the first place. ]

...Blasted thing. There's no sense to how it works, turning off and on like its got a mind of its own. Probably does have a mind of its own, if you ask me.

Anyways, what was I, oh-

Hello, City? Everyone? I was wondering- I was wondering if any of you have seen a woman wandering around? Blonde hair, silver dress, insufferable temperament. Yells and complains quite a lot, so I'm sure it's not hard to miss her.

[ crickets chirp, and yes those are actual crickets. ]

I've got to find her. She's a star, you see- I'm sure this is the first time she's touched ground in ... in centuries, and she could easily get hurt running off by herself. So if any of you see her, would you please direct her to me? Or rather, actually- Would you tell me where she is?

My thanks for your assistance.
gazingup: (✘  gazing at the stars)
...heLlO , m y nammE is Tr Istan.,

[ a soft click and buzz as he switches to audio. an aggravated sigh, followed by a man's voice - there's an noticeable British inflection to it (region unnamed, so stereotype it? |D). ]

I thought I'd give 'typing' a try, but ... well, I'd like to finish this before the end of the month. And I'm really not- I'm really not too sure how this network thing functions either. I write a letter on this box and somehow others can see it? And then they write responses to it on their own box? Sort of like an actual letter, except it's like the person's right in front of you. Except they're somehow not. Magic?

Anyways- Er. Hullo. I'm Tristan.

...I'm not really supposed to be here. You see, I had this magical transporting-candle, and it was meant to bring me to my Mother; however-- [a stifled sigh] Obviously, I messed up. My thoughts wandered and so here I am: A magical world, but the wrong magical world.

[ silence and a bit of inaudible muttering. if you listen closely, you can hear the chirping of crickets. or maybe even the distant yell of a woman ]

Would anyone lend me a map? I've been attempting to route a way out of here with no luck. And I've got to- I really need to leave this place soon. I promised Victoria I would return in a week, and it's already been four days. And this won't be a promise I'll be breaking. Not to mention, I've got heavy baggage on me.


[ pause ]

the love life of tristan thorn | not cut ic  )
gazingup: (✘ mother? oh i'm so sorry mother!)
[ Betraying the heavy mood of the City, the center of town is relatively quiet. Only the soft patter of foot steps here and there and the murmuring of hushed voices reach the air, but if anyone was to pay attention, they might notice a orange-yellow orb making a low course across the sky. An orb that's heading for a direct target-- which just happens to be a certain [livejournal.com profile] shiningdown. Ironic, isn't it? And the orb dips, gaining speed as it begins to fall toward earth, the light peeling back to reveal a young man with look of death (or at least shock) across his face. Finally he reaches his target, colliding directly into the woman, and in turn knocking them both into the fountain. There's a rather loud splash, as there obviously would be. ]

Oh, Mother! Mother, I've gotten you all wet!

[ absolutely furious splashing, like someone's just flailed her arms in exasperation...which Yvaine has ] Mother? Who's 'Mother'? Ow, would you get off of me already? ... [some more indignant splashing]

You are my mother! [he still hasn't gotten off her yet, probably too caught up in the moment to realize that he just might be heavy.] See, I've got this candle- I've got the candle you gave me, and I thought of you just like I was supposed to...then suddenly I was here!

[ a long pause........silence.....maybe just the sound of the fountain ] I'm as much your mother as you are a genius. Weren't you listening? I said, move! [the sound of...well she's trying to push him over now, not really caring if she tips him right over back into the fountain next to her or not because...he Isn't Listening fff ]

[ he lands beside her with another splash, choking on a gulp of water in the same motion.] But this candle is- [a fit of coughs] ...this candle should have taken me to my mother! Unless-- [ there's a stunned look on his face, his mouth half agape and eyes wide as he focuses them on Yvaine. ]

...I was thinking of my mother, and then Victoria popped in my head -- the star! I was thinking of the star! Then why- then why am I here in a fountain? On top of a woman! There's no star around here! Is this ruddy candle broken or something?

[ equally stunned silence but not of astonishment...unless you count astonishment by what Yvaine considers the closest personification of the word idiocy she's ever been so unfortunate to encounter ] ...of course. It had nothing to do with you not being able to follow simple directions. [sarcasm, would you like some more? because there IS more...lots]

You're unnecessarily cruel, you know that?

Only if you've earned it!

How have I earned it? I haven't done anything to you!

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