[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

[scourgingstars]

This person...’Ardyn Lucis Caelum’ was smothered out countless ages ago. I’m telling you that trusting this spark alight by mere chance to catch into a flame is a mistake. I don’t wish to hurt any of you, but Ardyn Izunia will hold no such reservations. The only thing stopping that is a matter of inconvenience in knowing death to be as temporary for all of you as it has ever been for me.

Pray I never decide to inflict the same repetition upon you that was done to me. Because at this rate, I fear doing something unforgivable will be how the point ends up being illustrated.

[power_of_dominance]

... part of me already knows what that's like, Ardyn. A monster that hates humanity, killed over and over again but never staying dead. You're tired and you want it to stop? Dracula wants to keep going, forever.

I'm not saying who's worse, Dracula or Ardyn Izunia, but it doesn't matter. Neither of us want to be what we are. So... I understand.

[scourgingstars]

I wish that you didn't. No one should have to understand any of this.

[Ardyn shook his head, raking a hand through his hair.]

It is as it is, my dear. Desiring to be anything else does not factor into it.

[power_of_dominance]

If wishes were horses, they say in my world. We don't have a choice, we just get screwed over by fate and we're expected to take it in stride. But... knowing you wouldn't choose it makes me feel a little better. This part of you isn't reveling in murder and mayhem, which is better than some people I've met.