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[MU] - SEPTEMBER STORYTELLING
The Storyteller, when they greet you, has assumed the shape of an osprey. Their silhouette seems somewhat stooped, as though their materialization has come at an effort. When they speak, the words are quiet - nearly a whisper.
"New lands must be found. To that end, I will be absent for the time being. I will do my best to return promptly, but I cannot say when I will next be back."
A pause. A talon scratches the sand. The Storyteller lowers their head, plainly reluctant about what must be said next.
"I also cannot say what might occur, as a result of my absence. Mu is a capricious land that requires my constant mediation. Should it...misbehave, you will at least have the full understanding as to why. I leave you in Harv's capable hands, and - will try not to be gone long."
And with that, the scene transitions to a familiar setting.
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. Those of the nonverbal persuasion have, as of a request issued by Ren (catpiper), an alternative means of telling their stories if they so choose, in the form of the Chamber of Glyphs.
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.
"New lands must be found. To that end, I will be absent for the time being. I will do my best to return promptly, but I cannot say when I will next be back."
A pause. A talon scratches the sand. The Storyteller lowers their head, plainly reluctant about what must be said next.
"I also cannot say what might occur, as a result of my absence. Mu is a capricious land that requires my constant mediation. Should it...misbehave, you will at least have the full understanding as to why. I leave you in Harv's capable hands, and - will try not to be gone long."
And with that, the scene transitions to a familiar setting.
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. Those of the nonverbal persuasion have, as of a request issued by Ren (
catpiper), an alternative means of telling their stories if they so choose, in the form of the Chamber of Glyphs.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.
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[That was sad, especially since they had already lost Noctis. It was saddening that they had been driven apart, even though Shion was glad that here they had managed to talk, managed to realise they both loved each other.]
I'm glad you managed to talk here.
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[He shrugs, quiet for a moment before he offers Shion a smile.]
Oh I screwed plenty up here too. But it worked out in the end. And the only reason it did?
Was because I tracked you down and got some paper and just wrote him a note, told him everything. Being honest, brutally, painfully honest. Putting yourself out there and trusting the other person to care enough about you to at least let you down easy if they don't feel the same way?
Pretty sure that's the only way to really... make sure everyone's on the same page.
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Words were difficult though. Shion barely knew what he felt himself. Many things would be easier if he did.]
I'm not good with words...
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[Talk to him.... don't let time turn to bitterness and get in the way.]
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