[MU] - DECEMBER STORYTELLING / MEMORY SHARE

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Something is wrong.

This may not very well be obvious, at first. The Storyteller is not present to put forth yet another diatribe, informative or apologetic, and the backdrop of guttering flame and sandy campfire is as present as ever...albeit briefly.



Those who tell their stories will start to notice something...odd taking place. Indeed, no matter how they intend to begin their tale, the land of Mu will immediately start to warp to accommodate it, or something utterly unlike it, until storytellers and listeners alike may find themselves in an exact recreation of a seemingly random memory, in the most stark and painstaking of detail. There is no altering the memory, nor is there any preventing it once it's begun to play - you will simply have to witness memories that are not your own this go around.

Furthermore, stories that take place in worlds other than LifeAftr will be, frankly, inevitable. Those memories, too, will be recreated, to be relived by the teller and lived by the listener.

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It is time, once more, for you to tell a story...with a slight twist! This is, in fact, our first player plot, as provided by Dragon! The initial setting will be familiar for oldcomers, and newcomers will recognize it from the introduction they received in their dreams.

Yet for this Storytelling only, people can imagine whatever stories they wish, from both their homes and their time on LifeAftr, as long as they don't mind the fact that others will be reliving those stories in the form of an impromptu memory share.

Even those who prefer not to voice their stories aloud are not safe this time around. If the memory is recalled in essence, Mu will shift to accommodate it in full.

There is, however, a benefit to this: those who venture memories to be relived will receive both a befuddled apology from the Storyteller, who will assert that this was most definitely not meant to happen (they're the Storyteller, not the Rememberer!), as well as a tired promise that the relived memories will be worth two offerings each, as if in compensation.

Not that it counts for much, probably.

Comments

[prettypurpleparlor]

Ah. Well, that does answer our first question, at least: definitely a human soul, just with some unexpected additions. The way it shades into green, here, makes me suspect that would be the color of Luke's soul.

[bloodyashes]

Probably. What do the colors mean?

[Weirdly, perhaps unlike most would expect, Asch would assume that Luke's soul is just as human as his. In Asch logic, a replica of a human is a human, too, just... A slightly different one.

Not that that actually removes his prejudice - humans are biased against each other all the time - but such it is.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Well, it's sort of progress.]

Green for kindness, red for determination- your respective virtues.

[She sounds briefly... wistful as she mentions the latter, still remembering another red soul.]

[bloodyashes]

...Part of me almost isn't surprised they're complimentary colors.

[He and Luke are just... like that, in some ways.]

Determination... I think I can see that. Just a little.

[Tease tease. He can poke fun at himself once in a while.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

Yes, somehow I'm not surprised... Look, it even matches your hair.

[She respects your soul's commitment to your Aesthetic, at least.]

[bloodyashes]

[Sometimes aesthetic is all you have left.]

And the green our eyes, for that matter.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Life is a mess, but the aesthetic is still on point.]

My, you're both very well-coordinated. ...Though I don't know what that says about Lorelei's fashion sense, in that case.

[All those shifting colors...]

[bloodyashes]

Probably somewhere on the list of human things it doesn't have a clear comprehension of, honestly.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[She pauses, struck by a sudden thought.]

Did it actually have enough of a physical form for fashion to be an issue? I suppose a disembodied voice would never have to worry about what to wear...

[Her only knowledge of Lorelei comes from getting like two seconds of somebody else's headache, okay. She doesn't know.]

[bloodyashes]

Not exactly disembodied, but in its natural state, Lorelei is a cloud of Seventh fonons.

[So yeah fashion is kind of not even a thing there.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

I'm assuming they're invisible and not the kind of cloud that could... I don't know, fluoresce in some aesthetically-pleasant colors, perhaps.

[ALL HAIL THE GLOW CLOUD sorry, no, wrong fandom.]

[bloodyashes]

Actually, the usual color associated with the Seventh Fonon in its pure form is a reddish gold.

[Shrug.]

They're usually invisible but glow when in use, like most fonons.

[prettypurpleparlor]

Hm. Well, I suppose that's not a bad color scheme, so they could be doing worse.

[She might be slightly biased, considering that most of her outfit is red, but whatever.]

Out of curiosity, what colors do the other types of fonons glow?

[bloodyashes]

[Oh boy FONON LESSONS.]

From lowest frequency to highest - the First is darkness, and it's a black-purple. ...Actually, the bloody Starscourge is about the same color, which just goes down on the list of stupidly similar things between our worlds.

The Second is earth, a brownish orange.

Third is wind, which includes lightning, which is green, more towards the blue side of the spectrum than yellow.

Fourth is water, a clear blue.

Fifth is fire, predictably red.

And the Sixth is light, which is a yellow-white.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet listens, genuinely fascinated. She's always been curious, and learning about whole new worlds out there is delightful to her.]

That similarity does raise some awkward questions... We do have things like water magic or fire magic at home, but I've never heard of light and darkness being considered elements in their own right before.

[She's always wished she was better at fire magic, honestly- it'd be so useful for cooking.]

[bloodyashes]

I'm fairly good at light artes, but never much good at darkness.

[Amusingly enough, for a boy named for light who turned into what he has.]

Unsurprisingly given my frequency, I work best with the middle four. The Seventh is called that because it was discovered long after the others.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[She begins to respond and then pauses, realizing that it might be slightly odd for them to be chatting so casually while his soul is still out.]

Ah... do you want me to put that back where it belongs, now that we know? Or is there anything else you want to try?

[bloodyashes]

That's... probably a good idea.

[PLZ...]

Can probably wrap this soon, I think.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet smiles ruefully, more amused at herself than anything else, and gestures lightly with one hand. The bright little heart drifts back towards Asch's chest, glowing as it sinks in and vanishes.]

[*Right where it belongs.]

yeah let's call this good

[bloodyashes]

[He sucks in a breath... and shivers more because it doesn't really feel any different.]

Worth knowing, but not worth repeating, I think.