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[mrbigshotarrow]

So I have to say thanks for the swanky new digs here. Not that I’m going to start complaining or anything, just it would have been nice to be told that I need to find a new couch to lounge on now, and Lian isn’t here with me. Seriously, you go and do something nuts like pluck a guy from his home and set him up with a room that gives you a crappy little couch? I know other people out there can hear me.

[Pauses and sighs.]

Okay, fine. Change of plans, which yeah, I’m allowed to do, there isn’t a rule against it. Anyone like stories? I love stories, I grew up with stories, and I tell them to Lian all the time. Okay, here’s a story for you. Well, they say that this should really be told 'round a campfire, but I'll keep it short and simple here.

A long time ago, Killer-of-Enemies vowed to save his people from the monster eagles that carried off children. Killer-of-Enemies tricked one monster eagle into carrying him up to the eagle nest on the cliff, where he killed the monster eagle and its family. But Killer-of-Enemies did not know how to get down from the cliff. Just then, he saw an old woman approaching. It was Old Woman Bat.

"Grandmother, help me. Take me down," Killer-of-Enemies said. Old Woman Bat saw him high in the eagle's nest. She came over to the cliff and began to climb.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, when she reached the top.

"Monster eagle carried me up here," he said. "Please take me down."

"Climb in my basket," Old Woman Bat said. Killer-of-Enemies looked at the burden basket on the old woman's back. Its carrying strap was made of spider's silk.

"That strap is too fine," he said. "It will break and I shall fall."

"Nonsense! I've carried a bighorn sheep in this basket," Old Woman Bat said. "Get in and close your eyes. If you look, we will fall."

Old Woman Bat clambered down the rock, singing a strange song. Her burden basket swayed wildly from side to side. Killer-of-Enemies thought the spider thread would surely break, so he opened his eyes to look.

As soon as Killer-of-Enemies opened his eyes. He and Old Woman Bat crashed down from the cliff. Old Woman Bat landed first and broke her legs. Killer-of-Enemies fell on top of her and was safe. Old Woman Bat's broken legs soon mended but from that day on her legs were short.

[Laughs.] Pretty good story, huh. They always have some kind of ending that's supposed to make you think.

Comments

Dictated

[littlearrow]

[That sounds like...]

Dictated

[littlearrow]

Daddy...?

Dictated

[littlearrow]

Daddy?!

Dictated

[littlearrow]

I'm here, Daddy, I'm here!

[And done!]

[supes]

[Have one Superman, sounding very surprised.]

Roy?

[mrbigshotarrow]

I also go by "That Deadly Handsome Man", if you feel like being formal.

[supes]

That definitely sounds like you, but I'll stick with "Roy."

Do you not remember this place?

[mrbigshotarrow]

I was about to say what do you mean, remember this place, but then that pretty much answered that question. I've never been here before. Who're you?

Dictated

[compromisedarrow]

Well, you're quite the story-teller.

Dictated

[mrbigshotarrow]

You can never go wrong with a good, old campfire story. That sh--stuff will scare you straight.

Dictated

[compromisedarrow]

Depends on what you've seen prior to the story.

Dictated

[mrbigshotarrow]

And if you're drunk enough.

dictated;

[gunslinger]

Roy?! You're back again? Why are you talking like a—

[ Newbie oohhhh... Okay this is suddenly strange. Oh great he'll be calling Jr. a kid again. OH GREAT SOMEONE HAS TO TELL HIM ABOUT HIS PAST.

Not It. ]

Nevermind.

dictated;

[mrbigshotarrow]

Too late for never mind, kid. What did you know about me?

dictated;

[gunslinger]

Let's see... That you're an ass, and you insist on using silencers at the shooting range.

[ Whatever, he can keep it light-hearted for now. He's gonna have enough information regarding Paradisa before long... ]

I knew Lian, too. Last time she was here, I helped her find you... I didn't realize she was here again. I guess your timing couldn't be more perfect.

dictated;

[mrbigshotarrow]

Only when I'm using guns. I'm feeling more arrow-y right now.

[Heh. This would be kind of fun, finding a guy who hated him on the first day. Maybe hate was too strong a word... intensely disliked, maybe.]

Perfection runs in the family, what can I say? Have you seen her, yet?

/dictated

[cricketycricket]

That is, indeed, an excellent story. I've always loved the sort that cultures create to explain their worlds...

Welcome to the castle, by the by. I'm the Doctor, it's a pleasure to meet you.

/dictated

[mrbigshotarrow]

Just the Doctor? I thought that was a thing you earned, not one you were born with. Name's Roy, though. Nice to meetcha, Doctor.

[cricketycricket]

It's an honorarium of sorts, really. I do a bit of everything. It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Roy. What is it you do, when you're not regaling us with charming myths? [he says it earnestly, not a touch of mockery in his tone]

[mrbigshotarrow]

I'm... uh, I'm in between jobs, kinda. Normal jobs. I work with some, uh. I used to work with the CIB. Sometimes I work in costume. I'm an archer, it's what I do.

1/?

[amiable]

I don't mind stories. In fact, someone was asking a while ago if people would be interested in telling stories to--

[amiable]

[ A long pause. ]

done! also there's no video function in game! it's a journal. :)

[amiable]

[ Somehow, Roy's voice isn't recognized... yet. She's too busy focusing on that story. ]

What is that s-story?!

I fixed it hdsmgfjsdf still getting used to this place!

[mrbigshotarrow]

It's an ancient story from my tribe. Why, something wrong?

it's okay! a lot of people have made that little mistake before.

[amiable]

Tribe? [ She's spent so much time here and with other worldly creatures she's assuming Roy's an elf or something. ] It's just... her legs! That's so sad.