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[MU] - NOVEMBER STORYTELLING
After the chaos of last month's Storytelling, it's probably nice to have a little routine involved. Compared to the bombast and terror of October, tonight is downright peaceable.
Maati still awaits. But for now, you can rest and relax and trade tales of your exploits.
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.
Maati still awaits. But for now, you can rest and relax and trade tales of your exploits.
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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But still. Knowing how the Galra operate... it's a lot to process. ]
Sendak led the invasion?
[ Let's start there. ]
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Shiro's not supposed to know this. Shiro is from ages in the past. He shouldn't know this.
And he has history with Sendak. Bad history.]
I mean... Yeah.
[N-nailed it.]
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Troubling doesn't even begin to describe that. Nor does horrifying. Really, if there's a word for his feelings on the matter, he isn't sure what that word is.
He leans forward, arms resting on his thighs. Shiro's quiet for a long while. It's obvious that Lance is extremely uncomfortable, and Shiro doesn't want to be the source of that. ]
... I'm proud of you guys. For fighting so hard.
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But Shiro is doing his best, and Lance fidgets more.]
It was all thanks to you. You really saved our bacon.
[Shiro is more of a hero than Lance could ever be, and he admires everything that he's ever done, everything he's managed.]