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unfinishedlibrary2026-01-09 07:42 pm
libraryassistants) wrote in unfinishedlibrary2026-01-09 07:42 pm
Entry tags:
- !library,
- bram stoker's dracula: mina harker,
- good omens: crowley,
- legend of zelda botw: link,
- maidensong magic: claire ryland,
- original: illarion,
- persona 5: sumire yoshizawa,
- the murderbot diaries: murderbot,
- the wonders of mundus: hikaru aozora,
- tortall: hisako godsup,
- warhammer: roboute guilliman,
- ~moonlit rivals
for all the world's a stage - LIBRARY LOG
Who: The Editors
What: The Library changes once again...
When: January 9- January 22
Where: The Library
Content warnings: Please put them in the comment headers!
The Assistants have vanished into their backroom once again, leaving only the increasingly unbelievable “Back In 5” sign on the Help Desk, but at least they have attempted to impart some knowledge on the Editors before departing (or… attempted to do anything but, depending who you ask). The customary tea cart with drinks and increasingly stale biscuits is parked in its usual spot, though it seems that the quality of the tea at least has improved some. (Still waiting on coffee improvement.)
There’s a new crafting setup in the Maker Space, a table with an iron and machine for making vinyl designs, along with the instructions on how to use it, and a stack of t-shirts in various sizes. Usually there’s something in the correct size, but, well, mistakes happen. While this addition to clothing is a boon, there is the problem that the t-shirts can’t be taken out of the room until some sort of design is put on them. Get creative! Show off your style! Or maybe just steal one of the shirts that are there for display purposes. It’s fine, the Library can make more.
In the second week as the Library begins to change once more, the Lobby’s wooden floor shines with extra polish. The walls make an odd creaking sound as they shift, warping into brick covered with velvet drapings in a rich, dark red. Gold thread twinkles in the stitches, a sense of opulence woven through. The sound of ballroom music drifts by and, while in the Lobby, characters will be taken by the unusual impulse to dance.
Outside, in the Garden, the day/night cycle has paused firmly on a cloudless night. A full moon hangs in the air - literally. About the size of a basketball, it follows the first person who enters the Garden; hovering a couple of meters above their head. A white aura spreads from them, powered by the moon, and those who are caught in its light will find themselves unable to speak anything but the truth.
When the person to whom the moon is attached leaves the garden, the moon and its aura will leave them; and the moon will attach to the next person to enter instead.
On the circulation desk, there is a sign: “This Week’s Recommended Reading: Twilight!” The accompanying sign up sheet waits next to it for those wishing to check it out- though some will receive the movie instead of the book, with no particular rhyme or reason to it. Periodically someone might also receive something else entirely. Whoops? The Assistants at least will fix that quickly.Richard will be embarrassed, while Phillip will be trying not to cackle.
While not advertised, various iterations of different stories will be available throughout the Library. In particular, someone seems to have left the projector in one of the meeting rooms running, with a variety of different recorded plays. These range from professional productions, to parodies, to what appear to be high schoolers (of which one production features a sixteen year old version of Phillip running around being an absolutely nuisance.
What: The Library changes once again...
When: January 9- January 22
Where: The Library
Content warnings: Please put them in the comment headers!
The Assistants have vanished into their backroom once again, leaving only the increasingly unbelievable “Back In 5” sign on the Help Desk, but at least they have attempted to impart some knowledge on the Editors before departing (or… attempted to do anything but, depending who you ask). The customary tea cart with drinks and increasingly stale biscuits is parked in its usual spot, though it seems that the quality of the tea at least has improved some. (Still waiting on coffee improvement.)
There’s a new crafting setup in the Maker Space, a table with an iron and machine for making vinyl designs, along with the instructions on how to use it, and a stack of t-shirts in various sizes. Usually there’s something in the correct size, but, well, mistakes happen. While this addition to clothing is a boon, there is the problem that the t-shirts can’t be taken out of the room until some sort of design is put on them. Get creative! Show off your style! Or maybe just steal one of the shirts that are there for display purposes. It’s fine, the Library can make more.
In the second week as the Library begins to change once more, the Lobby’s wooden floor shines with extra polish. The walls make an odd creaking sound as they shift, warping into brick covered with velvet drapings in a rich, dark red. Gold thread twinkles in the stitches, a sense of opulence woven through. The sound of ballroom music drifts by and, while in the Lobby, characters will be taken by the unusual impulse to dance.
Outside, in the Garden, the day/night cycle has paused firmly on a cloudless night. A full moon hangs in the air - literally. About the size of a basketball, it follows the first person who enters the Garden; hovering a couple of meters above their head. A white aura spreads from them, powered by the moon, and those who are caught in its light will find themselves unable to speak anything but the truth.
When the person to whom the moon is attached leaves the garden, the moon and its aura will leave them; and the moon will attach to the next person to enter instead.
On the circulation desk, there is a sign: “This Week’s Recommended Reading: Twilight!” The accompanying sign up sheet waits next to it for those wishing to check it out- though some will receive the movie instead of the book, with no particular rhyme or reason to it. Periodically someone might also receive something else entirely. Whoops? The Assistants at least will fix that quickly.
While not advertised, various iterations of different stories will be available throughout the Library. In particular, someone seems to have left the projector in one of the meeting rooms running, with a variety of different recorded plays. These range from professional productions, to parodies, to what appear to be high schoolers (of which one production features a sixteen year old version of Phillip running around being an absolutely nuisance.
CW: implied suicide
He told me you were dead. That you'd been dead for weeks. I had to drag it out of him because no one would tell me where you were.
And, you know. We were putting on a show. I was contractually obligated to break up their fake wedding and fake kill Moon. Bu~ut I... kind of snapped. I don't even really know what I planned on doing. I don't know if I wanted to kill them, but I at least wanted to seriously hurt the person wearing your face without any shame.
But he beat me. He knocked my sword out of my hand... and me with it, off the platform I created myself. I was... actually pretty happy, though. I thought... I'd at least get to see you again.
And I did. So...
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Can you come sit over here?
[ He says this while gently patting the ground beside him. \
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[ His voice is light and teasing as he obedient sits closer, where Nice asked him to. ]
CW: implied suicide
[ He wasn't actually going to hit him. he waits until Wreck seems settled down before he shifts and leans against his side, his head leaning against his shoulder. ]
You must be insane.... to still care about someone as messed up as me. Someone who ghosted you for weeks...
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Something-something, the moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?
[ He figures that's indirect enough for Nice. But he swears, if it's too indirect... ]
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And not so loud, right?
[ He knew exactly what Wreck meant.]
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[ Wreck laughs, too, as he echoes it back. ]
My second favorite part.
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[ He shifts so he was leaning into that arm a little more. Wiping at his eyes a little.]
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[Nice takes a deep breath, several in fact as he tries to calm his mind down. Inside it felt like everything just wanted to knot up and clench and tighten. ]
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[ Wreck squeezes him in a bit of a half-hug. ]
Take your time, okay? If it starts to feel overwhelming, I'm right here. I'm a pretty "grounding" guy, after all.
[ You know, given his abilities as Wreck. ]
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[ He lets out a pathetic little laugh. ]
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[ He falls silent again as he tries to calm his breathing again. In and out... in and out.... ]
The moon... really is beautiful.... even if it's so close...
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[ Wreck frowns thoughtfully. Nice would be better as a sun. He'd make his own brilliant light, instead of just reflecting the light from someone else.... But, this is getting too close to talking about Smile, and so Wreck is a little hesitant to keep the act going. ]
Hey.... Did you read the recommended reading yet?
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[ He laughs and gives Nice's shoulder a squeeze to let him know he's only teasing. ]
I saw that bulletin post. I kind of agreed with it? It was boring and I definitely wasn't the target audience, but I've read worse.
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