[MU] - DECEMBER STORYTELLING / MEMORY SHARE

[lifeaftr_mods]

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

[the_word_is]

[Maka doesn’t have a HUD or a companionsprite, just a whiteboard and a marker and round, bubbly handwriting that’s more than a little bit at odds with her set jaw and scarred face and the determined glare still directed at the fading forms of the attackers.]

They’re assholes.

[Her world has people like that too, the kind of people who shout names and throw rocks and say “we were just defending ourselves” or “it might have attacked us”.]

[hyperlit]

[Someone...]

[Someone like them?]

[Someone like them. Someone who needs to issue words manually to speak. Someone like Ignis, too, whose past has made it difficult to engage in the conventional manner. Immediately, something in their core has begun to soften, the loosening of bolts screwed tight.]

[It is not a sentiment they know how to communicate, so for now...they do not.]

they fear my kind
we are not welcome

[the_word_is]

[She taps the writing with the end of the pen, repetition or emphasis, and then adds:]

If somebody tries that here let me know and I’ll kick their ass.

[Because Drifter seems like the “be polite and run away” sort who needs someone to come behind them for backup.]

[hyperlit]

none have

[...that is still a shocking sentiment, for one such as them. The notion that they've not needed to run away. The notion that they've not confronted this same disgusted sentiment. The fact that some people have even looked at the ugly tint of their skin can called it: pretty.]

do not understand

[the_word_is]

[She pulls a bandanna out of her pocket and wipes the board clean.]

You haven’t attacked people here. You’re not a bad person. We aren’t going to attack you.

[hyperlit]

have done
shameful things

[Their definition of “shameful” may deviate from the norm, it is true. To start to cry at all, and express that weakness - that is shameful.]

[the_word_is]

So what?

[hyperlit]

a right to anger
a right to defend
a right to be cautious

[If anyone were to see them as a threat and deal with them thusly...it would be understandable.]

[the_word_is]

Cautious. Not aggressive. They attacked you.

[hyperlit]

cannot know what is and is not a threat in a world corrupted

[Debating the right or wrong, the ethical implications of this instance - one of many - matters very little, in the grand scheme. It happened. It will continue to happen, regardless of if it is right or wrong.]

[the_word_is]

Like hell you can’t.

[Maka’s world was corrupted, her would was falling apart at the seams and boiling with madness.

The Box wasn’t any better, was worse in some ways. There was even less to trust.]

[hyperlit]

one failure will lead to many deaths

[They have seen it before. In many circumstances, one simply cannot afford failure.]

[the_word_is]

[She shakes her head, sharp disagreement.

Failure might not be an option, but neither is locking someone out because of their appearance or background.]

[hyperlit]

[There is no immediate response to that sort of blunt refusal. They do not agree, but they are not the sort of person who knows how to pursue an argument. They are not a creature of many words, after all.]

[There is nothing they have left to say, at this point. They glance in the direction of the fire as it fades back into being, and are silent.]