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The Mods of LifeAftr ([personal profile] lifeaftr_mods) wrote in [community profile] aftr_stories2018-01-19 08:21 pm

[MU] - JANUARY STORYTELLING

For once, there is nothing that needs sharing before this particular dream. There is, perhaps, a lingering edge of tension, of anticipation, like a great jungle cat gathering their hindquarters just moments prior to making a leap.

But you knew that already, didn't you?

In any case, everything settles into place with the air of natural routine.



It is time, once more, for you to tell a story. The setting will be familiar for oldcomers, and newcomers will recognize it from the introduction they received in their dreams. This too is a dream, and the ink-black dark is illuminated only by the bonfire surrounded by log seats. And seated around the fire are your fellow islanders, many of whom doubtless know the drill by now.

One by one, you will each have the opportunity to share your stories, as stories possess a certain undeniable power. Newcomers can tell whatever tale they wish, but for those who have been in LifeAftr for at least one Storytelling, only stories of their time in LifeAftr will count down the road. The story need not be long, or conventional, or even verbal; as long as the Storyteller knows it has been told, it will qualify.

If you prefer to keep your mouth shut, that's always an option, though you're more liable to benefit if you do. Perhaps you'd rather not relive any of your history, varied and variegated as it must be. Or maybe you're something of a compulsive un-truther, prone to embellishments and long, fanciful tangents. As long as the core of the story is true to its spirit, you are free to spin your tale however you like.

So choose well.
yallstupid: (Bleh...)

[personal profile] yallstupid 2018-01-21 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Player Name: Roxy
Character Name: Guzma
Character Journal: [personal profile] yallstupid
Number of Offerings: Three.
Offering(s):
- He's going to grudgingly talk about when he gave away some very special items to two very special people, omitting names and keeping the details of the items on the down-low. But there's going to be a pretty obvious tie-in to how seemingly invaluable trinkets or trash can be invaluable treasures and hold a deeper meaning, or tie some people together tighter than just a simple bond of friendship.
- He's also going to talk about how he found out about the Nihilego from Mickey, and warn people about them and what sort of jackassery they're capable of.
- A bitter retelling of how his deepest, darkest secrets were shared to the whole of the island and he's still not fucking happy about it and may personally punch the Storyteller if it ever happens again. :')
Public/Private: All open.
bitch4bitch: (ya hair is stupid)

[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2018-01-21 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Sooo when I started going to school, my parents were super pushy about making sure I didn’t get into trouble or start fights or anything like that. Basically, they wanted me to do the whole fitting in thing, since, uh… I mean, yeah, in fairness, werewolves who stand out can run into a lotta trouble.

Anyway, I did what they said, I was a good kid and all that shit. Problem was, it pretty much sucked. Nobody knew shit about me, people hardly knew I existed - and they pretty clearly suspected I was a werewolf anyway. So I tried to get ‘em to pay attention to me the ‘acceptable’ way; I figured out what was in fashion, I looked nice, I acted nice, and y’know what?

It didn’t do shit.

I was getting pretty pissed about it all, and then when I was… man, fifteen, I think? Some kid in my class was messing with me, like he’d been doing all year. Nobody ever did shit about it, ‘cuz it wasn’t a big deal if he acted like a living turd, but I was over here trying to be the nice chick who everyone likes, and it didn’t fucking matter anyway.

So I broke his nose. [She grins.] I got suspended, and my parents were pretty pissed, but when I got back to school? He kept his distance. And people knew who I was.

So, uh… moral of the story, violence solves more than you’d think. The end.
onegreeneye: (oh....)

[personal profile] onegreeneye 2018-01-21 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
First

Um… well, I learned what… “dabbing” is. And that some people think it’s funny, which is why there was a statue of it at that party.

I actually had no idea why that was there at first, and… I mean, I appreciate all efforts to explain it, though just doing it at me didn’t clear much up? But eventually I was told enough to get some idea of what was going on there. Apparently it’s a dance? From… pretty far after where I’m from, which explains why I’d never heard of it.

Anyway. Now I understand.

[It could not be more obvious that he does not understand dabbing.]
prettypurpleparlor: The way into my parlor (Default)

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-21 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Player Name: Echo

Character Name: Muffet

Character Journal: [personal profile] prettypurpleparlor

Number of Offerings: Three, this time- she wants to make sure the Storyteller has energy to burn, come the dark.
Offering(s): First, Muffet tells the story of travelling across Monsun and meeting the Storyteller's fellow god(s), Balance and Imbalance. This is partly for the benefit of her fellow castaways, giving them potentially useful information about other deities, and partially for the benefit of the Storyteller themself- she's not completely sure how often these gods talk to each other, but they sounded to her like they knew the Storyteller and hadn't spoken much in a while, so she thinks it might be nice for them to get to hear how their fishy colleagues are doing lately.

Next is her account of first meeting Lady Muninshhashvark of the Jormun. Judging by her cheerful grin and the slight sparkle in her eye as she describes the aquatic woman in question, Muffet has a fair amount of admiration for her.

Finally, her last offering is a lighthearted description of helping someone find owners for his new litter of fuzzy friends, so they can finish the evening on something cheerful.

Public/Private: Publicly.
prettypurpleparlor: A subtle web (I'm sure you're very welcome)

First

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-21 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Muffet looks over the Knight's illustrations with thoughtful eyes, trying to be sure that she understands just what she's looking at- it seems important to her that she understand it properly. Finally, she smiles softly.]

I'm happy for them, that they found each other. People aren't meant to be alone.
prettypurpleparlor: Bidding you good morning now (Dear friend)

First

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-21 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Muffet responds to the story with polite, decorous applause, admiring the skill that it's told with even as she pities the characters for their unlucky ending.]

Well told, dearie- though I can't say I would call the child's punishment a proportionate one.
prettypurpleparlor: For what you're pleased to say (You're witty and you're wise)

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-21 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Muffet unsuccessfully tries to smother a laugh with one hand.]

Oh dear... well, they do say that sometimes a fight is only a conversation in another form. Perhaps you're just a very clear communicator that way.
darkova: (In the evil's soul)

[personal profile] darkova 2018-01-22 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, most certainly not. It's my thought that like life, not all stories should be fair.

[There's something almost grim about his tone and expression at that.]
lightlessfuture: (embedded in a song, both kind and cruel) (både vänlig och grym)

[personal profile] lightlessfuture 2018-01-22 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ They nod at Muffet's response. They'd chosen to tell the story for more than one reason; it was something they could change, some good they could do in a place where so much had already been lost.

There was no need to lose more.

Not that they can really convey the depths of such thoughts. But that brings them to a question they can ask, at least.

not lonely here ?
]
souris_keteer: (Default)

[personal profile] souris_keteer 2018-01-22 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mickey lets out an amused laugh.]

Did you have fun, at least?
escampist: (wow your parents fucking hate you)

[personal profile] escampist 2018-01-23 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
I'm so fucking jealous of you and the rock you've lived under that you don't know about dabbing.
onegreeneye: (yes hello)

[personal profile] onegreeneye 2018-01-23 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
I guess so. I... don't tend to do well at parties, but it was nice.
onegreeneye: (whuh)

[personal profile] onegreeneye 2018-01-23 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
From what I hear, it was more an issue of timing than anything.

[Ginko that might not clear much up.]
bitch4bitch: (don't make eye contact with me)

[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2018-01-23 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Right? It got the point across, seems like a success to me.

[She looks VERY pleased with herself, though that's not a huge change from the usual.]
prettypurpleparlor: I have within my pantry (Table ready)

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-23 01:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods solemnly.]

Would that we could improve the former- but until then, I suppose the latter ought to reflect it accurately.
prettypurpleparlor: I'm sure you must be weary (Who sleep upon your bed)

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-23 01:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Was it a cross, or was it more of an uppercut?

[Muffet pauses, winces delicately as she realizes she just made a terrible pun on sheer reflex, and covers her face with one hand.]

I'm terribly sorry, an old acquaintance of mine has clearly been a terrible influence on me.

[Doesn't matter if he's not even on the island anymore, she's still blaming Sans for this.]
prettypurpleparlor: The way into my parlor (Default)

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-23 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[She tilts her head thoughtfully.]

I'm not, no- I do miss my family at home, and I hope to see them again soon, but I've met enough good people here that I don't feel lonely. Are you?
lightlessfuture: (it stirred deep within my heart) (♪ den rörde djupt i mitt hjärta)

[personal profile] lightlessfuture 2018-01-23 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Ah, family. Family is something that always seems to come up. They scratch in the ground again. ]

family

lost . destroyed . gone .


[ Technically true. They still mourn the siblings who are nothing more than fragments, who never got to live; the ones they only met in death; the ones tormented by infection, that they put to rest in the only way they could.

They had reunited, in that deep darkness, but they were separated now, and the knight knew enough of life to mourn that many of them had never gotten the chance to live it; to see what lay beyond home.

Life and its hardships hadn't been all bad. They'd met kind people, strange people, hardened people, in their travels. They had never been somewhere to belong to, but it had been enough to sate their small appetite.
]

was lonely . better now .

people are kind here

like you .

: )


[ They appreciate Muffet's kindness. It was a comfortable feeling, to be held, to be carried. It wasn't something they got very often. ]
Edited (MESSED UP FORMATTING OOPS) 2018-01-23 14:05 (UTC)
souris_keteer: (Miki)

[personal profile] souris_keteer 2018-01-23 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
As long as you had fun, that's all that matters!
prettypurpleparlor: I'm sure you must be weary (Who sleep upon your bed)

[personal profile] prettypurpleparlor 2018-01-23 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods solemnly at their answer, the memory of that brief, horrible time when she'd believed Mettaton's lies about her own loved ones being lost stirring sympathy in her.]

I'm sorry for your loss- and glad to hear that you're finding happiness here. You're welcome to come and ask me, should you ever want my help with anything.
covertizer: (55)

[personal profile] covertizer 2018-01-23 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Player Name: becks
Character Name: Akira Kurusu
Character Journal: [personal profile] covertizer
Number of Offerings: List character's number of offerings here. A maximum of THREE STORIES can be told each Storytelling.
Offering(s):
story one: Akira tells the hushed and gentle story of a young man with a refilling coffee pot, the practising of his thievery skills in stealing the young man's cup, and a surprise, indirect k~i~s~s... there's something for everyone.

story two: The tale of a young man who bravely stepped out onto the ice in order to help those newly arriving find a safe path back to land over the harsh environment - and terrifying a young lady with his attempts to do a pirouette.

Public/Private: Public~
want_to_belong: (Camera boy)

[personal profile] want_to_belong 2018-01-24 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Player Name: Eisah
Character Name: Prompto
Character Journal: [personal profile] want_to_belong
Number of Offerings: 3

Offering(s): Prompto is telling stories in order to try and build up favors, but he's not sure what to say, so he's flipping through the photos on his camera and talking about them.

1. Talking about meeting Yuka and Kyouko.
2. Talking about taking pictures of Ardyn's chocobo. Looooots of pictures. (Not to mention pics of his own egg).
3. Talk about all the landscape and artistic shots he took of Monsun, including some of other people.

Public/Private: Public
Edited 2018-01-24 02:23 (UTC)
hyperlit: (Default)

[personal profile] hyperlit 2018-01-25 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
As a gentle reminder, the Drifter uses they/them pronouns. It’s fine if Laurent doesn’t icly understand The Gender but if you could refer to them correctly oocly, I’d super appreciate it.
crosslaced: (Default)

[personal profile] crosslaced 2018-01-26 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, heck! That's totally my bad, I'm sorry!

I'll do my best to remember and use their proper pronouns! But feel free to kick me again should I mess that up in future, my memory isn't the best.
escampist: (you fucking disappoint me)

[personal profile] escampist 2018-01-26 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
What, like you're just really old?

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