I'm Dreaming of the Life I Once Loved

[occultigen]

Who: Meridiana (occultigen) and YOU!
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Anytime during the month of February!
Summary: What do you get when you cross a Victorian-era seeress with a pack of tarot cards? There's one easy way to find out...
Rating: PG!
Log:

[It's not particularly nice out these days, but at the very least it's not snowing most of the time and the weather's usually above freezing, and even on the worse days of the month, with the benefit of a couple of Fire-type Pokemon (and a few who happen to know Sunny Day) it's not altogether difficult to keep warm in spite of the chill in the air.

Which is why, at various times during the month of February, you might just see Meridiana bundled up and sitting at one of the outdoor tables of a cafe in Goldenrod, facing the street and playing with a pack of tarot cards. Every so often, she'll make a face and shake her head at a card she turns up; most of the time, though, she's shifting and arranging them with practiced and familiar ease. She's done this sort of reading before, in a similar way, and made a little bit of money at it and helped give passerby some guidance into their circumstances and futures, so all in all it's a reasonable enough way of passing the time on a quiet afternoon.

On days when she's out, she's got a little handmade sign up to advertise her business (which her Tropius is helpfully displaying for her), so if you happen to be passing by and would like to sit and have your fortune told — or even just stop by to chat a while — feel free to pause and say hello!]


[OOC: Okay, so! This is an open log for people in Goldenrod who'd like to stop in and interact with Meridiana, either just to hang out or to use her fortune-telling as a hook! As a standard disclaimer, I am not anywhere close to being an expert at this myself, so I'll be using this website for any readings she's asked to give and just going with whatever it returns; if you'd prefer to handwave something or for character/plot reasons would prefer to have her give your character a specifically-tailored prediction or result (that is, specific cards, a particular overall meaning, whatever), feel free to let me know and we can swing it that way as well! And of course, you're not obligated to ask for one; you're just as welcome to chat and hang out with her instead!

This log is good for the entire month of February, so please give me a rough date of when a thread is taking place on your starter, along with anything else I might need to know before we get rolling!]

Comments

[occultigen]

...It has, hasn't it. You know, if a card shows up again and again in your readings, Mr. Tsukiyama, it's often worth a bit more looking-into. Some cards are simply like that; goodness knows I've one of my own, that's that way.

[But she drifts on down to the last card, resting her fingers on it.]

This last one is about actions. Something you might do to assist yourself, some action you might take to help yourself toward the resolution you'd most like, in the end.

[She turns over the Two of Cups.]

...Er.

[preybeforemeals]

...Ah.

[WELL, THAT'S. UH.]

[occultigen]

[Well, as well as she's been doing thus far, apparently we're just going to...trip at the finish line and snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, because all of a sudden her composure visibly goes out the window; her face goes pink and abruptly she's staring at the tabletop instead of anywhere else, and she pulls back her hands to fold them in her lap but her skirt is about to get a workout, with the way she begins to twist it up in her fingers.]

It's, um. You might...that is, the Two of Cups, as you can see, there's two...people...

[Her head ducks down even further, so that her hair starts to fall around her face.]

Such that...if perhaps there's someone you...feel strongly toward, you might...confide in them, and perhaps find some...assistance and support...in their, um. Their company...

[BURY HER HERE]

[preybeforemeals]

[...did...did he seriously get the GO GET LAID card

is that what just happened here because christ- ]

I... Ah...well, I...

[fuck everything his life has decided to be right now]

I can see where that's...relevant...maybe? Though not to that...degree...

[oh my fucking god he is so red right now

if the ground could just, like

swallow him right now?

that'd be awesome]

[occultigen]

[People passing by this table are going to look at these two assholes and wonder how it can possibly be that they're both bright red and seemingly overheating in this chill as fuck outdoor weather.

BOY THIS SURE IS HAPPENING, ALL RIGHT

But at some point, the urgent need to force a change of subject sends Meridiana freeing her hands to grasp at her cards, which she hurriedly flips over and sifts through until she unearths the Wheel of Fortune.]

U-Um...no, but — as I mentioned, yes, there are some cards that simply — when they come up often, over and over again, it's likely there's more to their meaning for you than just what's...just what they might mean, otherwise — and, um, this one, it's the one I'd been thinking of, this one is mine, of sorts, the Wheel of Fortune...

[preybeforemeals]

Is that so...?

[OH LOOK A DISTRACTION god bless you right now, meridiana everett]

That's...life cycles and the inevitability of change, isn't it? Something like that?

[occultigen]

[It is all she can do to not slam this poor tarot card down on the table with the force of a star Super Bowl receiver hurling down the football in the end zone, but she manages to gracefully avoid that and YES, LOOK, A DISTRACTION.]

Just so, it's something like that, yes. The truth is, it's...not the card I like best, by any means, but I've learned that when it comes up in a reading for myself, it's something I ought to pay particular attention to.

Things get better, things get worse; someone high on the Wheel one day might end up brought to their lowest the next...and in the same way, someone at their lowest still stands a good chance of being carried back up again, if they only wait long enough to see it come true.

[preybeforemeals]

...It seems a bit passive, though, doesn't it? Having to wait through it, being held to the whims of fate.

If that's the case, I can see where you're not particularly fond of it.

[occultigen]

That's exactly it, yes. The prisoner of forces beyond one's control...it often represents that, too.

[She shrugs a little.]

But that's an old association, at least. I haven't felt that way in a long time now, so I suppose...that attachment has faded into a sad nostalgia of sorts, and not so much the meaning itself.