[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

[ohnehalfte]

Newt's quiet for a moment, staring into the fire. There's something aching in his chest, but there's a warmth there also. It's bitter sweet. "Well, uh...before I could do anything, we both got captured by Kite. And this happened." Newt points at the scar that bisects his face. "He hacked my jaw off and replaced Hermann's lower half with the lower half of a giant spider. And, um...while we were like that, I couldn't talk while my jaw was growing back so we talked a lot in morse code. And he tapped out something and I didn't understand it and he wouldn't tell me what he said." There's something very far away in his expression.

"So I figured it out. After my jaw grew back and his legs grew back, I figured out that, uh....that he said he thought he loved me." Even now, his stomach does a funny little flip flop, face heating. "So I confronted him about it. And we argued about it." There's a twitch to the corner of his mouth, because of course they did. "And then he kissed me. And we started dating."

[onegreeneye]

...It's strange to think that he's not even particularly shocked to hear that happened to them. Distressed, certainly. Sympathetic. But it's not at all hard to believe, honestly.

He sits with his elbows resting on his legs, his ears cocked as he listens to the story. His mouth quirks slightly into a smile. "...I'm glad you guys got it worked out. Too bad about the... circumstances. But it's good to hear you figured things out."