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aftr_stories2019-05-19 08:58 pm
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[MU] - MAY STORYTELLING
The world is silent, and the dream-night is absolute. The Storyteller has no commentary to offer you, or warnings to venture, or anything else. There is only the drape of Mu's night and the vision of a campfire, and the means with which you might tell your stories.
Io still awaits, in your waking days. After tonight, Cahypdo will vanish. What happens until then is all routine - and no one has any idea what might be coming.
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.
Io still awaits, in your waking days. After tonight, Cahypdo will vanish. What happens until then is all routine - and no one has any idea what might be coming.
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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Character Name: Asgore
Character Journal:
Number of Offerings: 3
Offering(s):
- The children are back! Asgore briefly discusses how glad he is that they've returned, and that he got to speak with Chara for a little bit. He finishes by observing, with a certain air of finality, that he's sure Toriel's presence will be good for both Chara and Frisk.
- Tea gardens! This story begins as a pleased anecdote about all the tea there, but it turns quickly into something about the conversation he had with Tim. It was nice to speak properly to him; he's wanted to know the man better for a while, but has never known how to approach.
- The youth event was weird huh! Asgore seems to have some mixed feelings towards his child self - he'll talk about how Toriel was kind to him, kinder than he deserves, except perhaps he had become someone who did? Man, what happened to that? He wonders if she regrets it now that everything's back to normal.
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