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(Novel's decursing attempt)
[Thu Nov 21 2024]
In the Chapel at Great News Community Center
Lit by west-facing windows looking out on the street, the community center's chapel exudes vibrancy. Bright banners with uplifting scriptural verses adorn the walls, complementing the lively atmosphere. Simple rows of folding chairs are arranged facing a stage, where a well-worn pulpit stands ready for impassioned sermons, and contemporary praise music often fills the air, inviting attendees into a spirited worship experience.
Behind the pulpit, an altar covered in a fiery-hued cloth has been newly installed, on which rests a golden tabernacle. Nearby, a small closet is situated filled with rolled-up prayer mats, and when the folding chairs are moved out of the way, the floor is opened for the mats to be put out. A mark has been made on the wall to indicate the qibla - the direction of Islamic prayer, facing distant Mecca. Compared to the rest of the center, everything is extremely clean in ths place. A massive paschal candle sits aside the altar, white with ornate red and gold accents.
It is afternoon, about 53F(11C) degrees, and there are a few dark grey stormclouds in the sky.
Novel says "Hey! In here."
Novel studies Yuno, then jerks a thumb at her, glancing over at Sam. "You know her? Oh... you should already feel it, shouldn't you?"
Novel says "Alright. We got three, then. C"mon."
Yuno says "So uh... what sort of uh... curse...?"
Novel remarks to Yuno as he thumps his way over towards the pulpit, "Name's Novel, by the way. This is Sam. I dunno, what do you think, Sam?" He holds up the wooden bracelet, and then he snorts. "Oh, fucking whatever. If I don't burst into flame in here YOU should be fucking fine."
Yuno looks at Sam, waiting for the smoke to start appearing. "Bad luck curse. welcome to church."
Novel says "Yeah, okay. Let me see... how do I do this again..."
Novel considers the wooden bracelet in his hand.
Novel gives it a middle finger.
Yuno blinks.
Yuno says "I'm not sure I've noticed the effects... yet."
Novel remarks to Sam as he holds up the bracelet - of which he opens his palm, turning it down and shaking it. It remains adhered to his hand there, like it was superglued. "I usually just start swearing at it."
Yuno says "Wait, is the curse that it just kinda stays stuck on you?"
Yuno looks confusedly at the 'cursed' object, not even convinced that this is just a case of two supernatural people who don't know how to take off a bracelet. "I don't think I can just get mad at a bracelet."
Yuno laughs nervously and attempts to help, anyway. "Stupid Bracelet, yeah, fuck you! tacky as fuck! You'd never go well with any clothing, cause you like some primitive anal beads, bitch!"
Slowly, Sam clasps a hand around that finger-bone around his neck, releasing it a few moments after, runes glowing vividly on it as the jock grins towards Yuno. "Very good. Very good!" He seems to steel himself as he lets out a soft, threatening hiss.
"It's pretty easy to get mad at things. Objects. People. Furniture. Existence in fucking general, yeah, that's the spirit whatever your fucking name is - I'm Novel, by the way," Novel provides to Yuno. "That's Sam over there." He takes in a deep breath and just releases a torrent of toxicity on the wooden thing in his palm,
"FUCK YOU YOU BALEFUL WOODEN PIECE OF SLIMEWOOD GARBAGE THAT WAS DISCARDED FROM THE MOST FETID PIECE OF ASBESTOS-LADEN CONSTRUCTION OF SLUMS DURING THE GREAT DEPRESSION THAT POSSESS ONLY SAD AND PATHETIC VIBES, HELD TOGETHER BECAUSE DEATH ITSELF WAS SO DISGUSTED WITH YOU IT REJECTED YOU BEING FUCKING CONSIGNED TO OBLIVION LIKE YOU SHOULD HAVE FUCKING BEEN."
Yuno looks embarassedly at Sam and Novel. "Honestly I thought what happened yestarday would be the most absurd thing I'd be doing, but uh... I mean uh.." She'd stop, directing her RAGE at the bracelet. "Yeah I bet you're uh, uh... You're cursed because that's the only thing that you can do to be worn because you're SO Ugly looking, YEAH! " She'd stop, looking at Novel. "Yuno, hello." and continue to the bracelet. "And you smell like rotted saltwood, stanky as hell bracelet!"
Yuno says "Where did you guys find this SHITTY braclet, anyway?"
For several seconds the room grows painfully hot.
A soft chuckle escapes Sam's lips as Novel and Yuno work. His hands slowly trace shapes in the air, and he scoffs.
"I would direct words at this piece of garbage, cursed ring, but it's simple, really." He speaks, calm as can be. "Words have power..." He scoffs, one foot slowly tracing a circle around the jock. "Words--FUCKING!"
The jock trails off, yelping at that sudden increase in temperature.
Yuno quickly attempts to strip down from her winter vest from the HOT HOT HOT Room, gasping.
Yuno says "stupid bracelet trying to cook me? yeah well fuck you I like that, suck it Bracelet!"
Novel slings the jacket over his shoulder revealing even more weirdness and then laughs lowly at Yuno's words, encouraging, "Yeah! Just like tha-ow, ow, ow," He swings off his jacket and shoves it around the metal bits around his body, packing it here and there. "It's a BRACELET not a ring but it's probably some FUCKING OGRE'S nasty ass nose ring that even he decided was too awful to deal with."
As Sam removes that jacket, he spits on the ground. "Ya think that's hot? I've fought dragons, I've faced magic harsher than your second rate fuckery..." He pauses. "Fuck your curse, fuck the one that laid it, and FUCK YOUR MAGIC!" The air aroudn Sam starts to thicken, almost, as light seems to be slowly fleeting around him. There is a sluggishness to it, almost like it's having trouble penetrating the chapel.
An arc of lightning blasts out of the artifact to strike Yuno, sending her flying.
Yuno pants a bit in the heat, her japanese features beading with sweat. Her eyes look over Novel curiously, but she tries to remain focused on the 'ritual' "I bet if you were a living thing you'd look like a one legged uh, - AGHH!" she'd get thrown back against the wall, coughing loudly. "Ow...."
Yuno gets to her feet. Thankfully, due to her petite frame, she probably was okay...probably. She wobbles. "Oh yeah, is -Is that the best you got!?" She'd say from a distance, though it sounds pretty fucking nervous coming from her now. she spreads out her arms. "I bet you won't do it again you bitch bracelet!"
"Ah, whup. Yeah, you gotta watch out for that, they like to be pretty fucking spicy because they're DUMB PIECES OF SHIT THAT CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO GIVE UP AND BE SOLD LIKE THEY SHOULD PROBABLY INSTEAD THEY HAVE TO FIRE ENERGY ALL OVER THEIR BETTERS LIKE A SQUEALING, TANTRUMING BABY," Novel rants immediately at the bracelet, though he looks amused as Yuno and Sam continue getting hurt as he slaps his palm right ontop the pulpit.
Yuno continues to challenge the bracelet, still shaken from getting zapped. "Yeah? Well your magic was so weak it couldn't even hurt a human with no magical abilities at all. I've seen stronger magic in the fucking CIRCUSSSSSSS." She'd hiss at the bracelet.
For several seconds the room grows painfully hot.
As Yuno taunts the curse, Sam's lips move silently at first, repeating one sentence over and over, which he eventually starts whispering, in a hate-laced, balefull hiss. "Your magic is DEAD!" He points a finger at that bracelet, and glares, his eyes fierce and angry.
"You piece of fucking shit-eating--- DO YOU HAVE NO OTHER TRICKS?" Sam pulls off his tee-shirt, spreading hsi arms a little like Yuno did. "BRING IT YOU PIECE OF CHEAP TOURIST BAIT!"
still panting from the heat, Yuno says "fuck it." and begins to undo her blouse.
Novel seems to be by and large fine, even as he start sweating bullets, leaving his clothes clinging to his muscled form - and a slight hissing as various metal implements get hotter beneath the leather jacket he wrapped around them. He picks up where Yuno left off with a grin, "Yeah! Fucking STREET MAGICIANS that make their FINGER VANISH FOR CHILDREN do a better fucking job at magic then this stupid piece of trash!"
A light gleams in Sam's eyes as he is given some ammo by Novel and Yuno. "Yeh, that's right, you carnie trash piece of knock-off shit!" He scoffs. "I've seen more genuine things produced by amazon, and sold for even more than you WILL EVER BE WORTH!" He nods to Novel, then to Yuno. "Lady, Gentleman! For our next trick! We are going to make this curse DISAPPEAR!"
For several seconds the room grows painfully cold.
Yuno squeals as the room gets colder, swearing. "Bitch! you can't even decide if you want it to be cold or hot, huh? Not even committed enough to make me strip because you're just a shit bracelet that wouldn't even sell if someone GAVE it away!" she'd however, shiver, zipping back her fuku.
Novel sweeps the jacket right over his shoulders again, his teeth chattering and an exasperated sigh as his skin prickles with goosebumps, a laugh from his breath, "Right? Bipolar fucking BRACELET, Yuno. Goddamn stupid ass thing!"
Nodding in agreement to Yuno, Sam lets out a hiss, and shakes his head. "Yeh, indecisive piece of shit... NOVEL! Finish it already! It's not even worth out fucking time!" He chuckles out, trailing off into a gutteral hiss.
He sighs. "Ey! Curse! FUCKING DIE!"
Yuno growls, nodding along while shivering. "Yeah! Stupid bitch curse isn't even a good curse, it's an asshole curse from an ASSHOLE BRACELET! go and become fuckin' DRIFTWOOD!"
With a final burst of power the curse on a wooden bracelet is broken.
Novels Decursing Attempt 241122
(Novel's decursing attempt)
[Thu Nov 21 2024]
In the Chapel at Great News Community Center
Lit by west-facing windows looking out on the street, the community center's chapel exudes vibrancy. Bright banners with uplifting scriptural verses adorn the walls, complementing the lively atmosphere. Simple rows of folding chairs are arranged facing a stage, where a well-worn pulpit stands ready for impassioned sermons, and contemporary praise music often fills the air, inviting attendees into a spirited worship experience.
Behind the pulpit, an altar covered in a fiery-hued cloth has been newly installed, on which rests a golden tabernacle. Nearby, a small closet is situated filled with rolled-up prayer mats, and when the folding chairs are moved out of the way, the floor is opened for the mats to be put out. A mark has been made on the wall to indicate the qibla - the direction of Islamic prayer, facing distant Mecca. Compared to the rest of the center, everything is extremely clean in ths place. A massive paschal candle sits aside the altar, white with ornate red and gold accents.
It is afternoon, about 53F(11C) degrees, and there are a few dark grey stormclouds in the sky.
Novel says "Hey! In here."
Novel studies Yuno, then jerks a thumb at her, glancing over at Sam. "You know her? Oh... you should already feel it, shouldn't you?"
Novel says "Alright. We got three, then. C"mon."
Yuno says "So uh... what sort of uh... curse...?"
Novel remarks to Yuno as he thumps his way over towards the pulpit, "Name's Novel, by the way. This is Sam. I dunno, what do you think, Sam?" He holds up the wooden bracelet, and then he snorts. "Oh, fucking whatever. If I don't burst into flame in here YOU should be fucking fine."
Yuno looks at Sam, waiting for the smoke to start appearing. "Bad luck curse. welcome to church."
Novel says "Yeah, okay. Let me see... how do I do this again..."
Novel considers the wooden bracelet in his hand.
Novel gives it a middle finger.
Yuno blinks.
Yuno says "I'm not sure I've noticed the effects... yet."
Novel remarks to Sam as he holds up the bracelet - of which he opens his palm, turning it down and shaking it. It remains adhered to his hand there, like it was superglued. "I usually just start swearing at it."
Yuno says "Wait, is the curse that it just kinda stays stuck on you?"
Yuno looks confusedly at the 'cursed' object, not even convinced that this is just a case of two supernatural people who don't know how to take off a bracelet. "I don't think I can just get mad at a bracelet."
Yuno laughs nervously and attempts to help, anyway. "Stupid Bracelet, yeah, fuck you! tacky as fuck! You'd never go well with any clothing, cause you like some primitive anal beads, bitch!"
Slowly, Sam clasps a hand around that finger-bone around his neck, releasing it a few moments after, runes glowing vividly on it as the jock grins towards Yuno. "Very good. Very good!" He seems to steel himself as he lets out a soft, threatening hiss.
"It's pretty easy to get mad at things. Objects. People. Furniture. Existence in fucking general, yeah, that's the spirit whatever your fucking name is - I'm Novel, by the way," Novel provides to Yuno. "That's Sam over there." He takes in a deep breath and just releases a torrent of toxicity on the wooden thing in his palm,
"FUCK YOU YOU BALEFUL WOODEN PIECE OF SLIMEWOOD GARBAGE THAT WAS DISCARDED FROM THE MOST FETID PIECE OF ASBESTOS-LADEN CONSTRUCTION OF SLUMS DURING THE GREAT DEPRESSION THAT POSSESS ONLY SAD AND PATHETIC VIBES, HELD TOGETHER BECAUSE DEATH ITSELF WAS SO DISGUSTED WITH YOU IT REJECTED YOU BEING FUCKING CONSIGNED TO OBLIVION LIKE YOU SHOULD HAVE FUCKING BEEN."
Yuno looks embarassedly at Sam and Novel. "Honestly I thought what happened yestarday would be the most absurd thing I'd be doing, but uh... I mean uh.." She'd stop, directing her RAGE at the bracelet. "Yeah I bet you're uh, uh... You're cursed because that's the only thing that you can do to be worn because you're SO Ugly looking, YEAH! " She'd stop, looking at Novel. "Yuno, hello." and continue to the bracelet. "And you smell like rotted saltwood, stanky as hell bracelet!"
Yuno says "Where did you guys find this SHITTY braclet, anyway?"
For several seconds the room grows painfully hot.
A soft chuckle escapes Sam's lips as Novel and Yuno work. His hands slowly trace shapes in the air, and he scoffs.
"I would direct words at this piece of garbage, cursed ring, but it's simple, really." He speaks, calm as can be. "Words have power..." He scoffs, one foot slowly tracing a circle around the jock. "Words--FUCKING!"
The jock trails off, yelping at that sudden increase in temperature.
Yuno quickly attempts to strip down from her winter vest from the HOT HOT HOT Room, gasping.
Yuno says "stupid bracelet trying to cook me? yeah well fuck you I like that, suck it Bracelet!"
Novel slings the jacket over his shoulder revealing even more weirdness and then laughs lowly at Yuno's words, encouraging, "Yeah! Just like tha-ow, ow, ow," He swings off his jacket and shoves it around the metal bits around his body, packing it here and there. "It's a BRACELET not a ring but it's probably some FUCKING OGRE'S nasty ass nose ring that even he decided was too awful to deal with."
As Sam removes that jacket, he spits on the ground. "Ya think that's hot? I've fought dragons, I've faced magic harsher than your second rate fuckery..." He pauses. "Fuck your curse, fuck the one that laid it, and FUCK YOUR MAGIC!" The air aroudn Sam starts to thicken, almost, as light seems to be slowly fleeting around him. There is a sluggishness to it, almost like it's having trouble penetrating the chapel.
An arc of lightning blasts out of the artifact to strike Yuno, sending her flying.
Yuno pants a bit in the heat, her japanese features beading with sweat. Her eyes look over Novel curiously, but she tries to remain focused on the 'ritual' "I bet if you were a living thing you'd look like a one legged uh, - AGHH!" she'd get thrown back against the wall, coughing loudly. "Ow...."
Yuno gets to her feet. Thankfully, due to her petite frame, she probably was okay...probably. She wobbles. "Oh yeah, is -Is that the best you got!?" She'd say from a distance, though it sounds pretty fucking nervous coming from her now. she spreads out her arms. "I bet you won't do it again you bitch bracelet!"
"Ah, whup. Yeah, you gotta watch out for that, they like to be pretty fucking spicy because they're DUMB PIECES OF SHIT THAT CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO GIVE UP AND BE SOLD LIKE THEY SHOULD PROBABLY INSTEAD THEY HAVE TO FIRE ENERGY ALL OVER THEIR BETTERS LIKE A SQUEALING, TANTRUMING BABY," Novel rants immediately at the bracelet, though he looks amused as Yuno and Sam continue getting hurt as he slaps his palm right ontop the pulpit.
Yuno continues to challenge the bracelet, still shaken from getting zapped. "Yeah? Well your magic was so weak it couldn't even hurt a human with no magical abilities at all. I've seen stronger magic in the fucking CIRCUSSSSSSS." She'd hiss at the bracelet.
For several seconds the room grows painfully hot.
As Yuno taunts the curse, Sam's lips move silently at first, repeating one sentence over and over, which he eventually starts whispering, in a hate-laced, balefull hiss. "Your magic is DEAD!" He points a finger at that bracelet, and glares, his eyes fierce and angry.
"You piece of fucking shit-eating--- DO YOU HAVE NO OTHER TRICKS?" Sam pulls off his tee-shirt, spreading hsi arms a little like Yuno did. "BRING IT YOU PIECE OF CHEAP TOURIST BAIT!"
still panting from the heat, Yuno says "fuck it." and begins to undo her blouse.
Novel seems to be by and large fine, even as he start sweating bullets, leaving his clothes clinging to his muscled form - and a slight hissing as various metal implements get hotter beneath the leather jacket he wrapped around them. He picks up where Yuno left off with a grin, "Yeah! Fucking STREET MAGICIANS that make their FINGER VANISH FOR CHILDREN do a better fucking job at magic then this stupid piece of trash!"
A light gleams in Sam's eyes as he is given some ammo by Novel and Yuno. "Yeh, that's right, you carnie trash piece of knock-off shit!" He scoffs. "I've seen more genuine things produced by amazon, and sold for even more than you WILL EVER BE WORTH!" He nods to Novel, then to Yuno. "Lady, Gentleman! For our next trick! We are going to make this curse DISAPPEAR!"
For several seconds the room grows painfully cold.
Yuno squeals as the room gets colder, swearing. "Bitch! you can't even decide if you want it to be cold or hot, huh? Not even committed enough to make me strip because you're just a shit bracelet that wouldn't even sell if someone GAVE it away!" she'd however, shiver, zipping back her fuku.
Novel sweeps the jacket right over his shoulders again, his teeth chattering and an exasperated sigh as his skin prickles with goosebumps, a laugh from his breath, "Right? Bipolar fucking BRACELET, Yuno. Goddamn stupid ass thing!"
Nodding in agreement to Yuno, Sam lets out a hiss, and shakes his head. "Yeh, indecisive piece of shit... NOVEL! Finish it already! It's not even worth out fucking time!" He chuckles out, trailing off into a gutteral hiss.
He sighs. "Ey! Curse! FUCKING DIE!"
Yuno growls, nodding along while shivering. "Yeah! Stupid bitch curse isn't even a good curse, it's an asshole curse from an ASSHOLE BRACELET! go and become fuckin' DRIFTWOOD!"
With a final burst of power the curse on a wooden bracelet is broken.