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You know, if all the information found in the book in that other world or whatever is true, it just makes the outsiders look more like scumbags. If I have a giant sentient castle munching on my soul, I'd rather know about it, you know? I don't think I'm really the only one, right? If you have more information, you can make a better decision. Maybe it'd have changed things...
Of course, I guess there hasn't been mass exodus, huh? Is it just that it would be too hard? There's some stuff set up out in the dead zone, but not enough to support everybody in the castle. People would actually have to work for their keep. Maybe it's easier to just pay tribute.
It sounds really ominous, doensn't it? That you're feeding something off your soul. If it's true. But I have to wonder then, what if souls regenerate or something? Maybe souls can heal like bodies do. I guess I don't know enough, but there might be some here who could talk about that. [A small amused sound.]
Though, the world outside is the most exciting thing here, too. We really are living in a world that hasn't been explored... and it's full of beautiful, magical mysteries out there. But even though there are ways we could get out, most people just stay in the castle all the time. Some adventurers.
Who wants to play a game?
[Anyway. Today Rin can be found out on the edge of the woods, in her usual haunt - under Alexstrasza's tree. She's leaned up back against the trunk with her journal over her knees, and her Arcanine sprawled out at her feet, enjoying the dappled sunshine.
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Of course, I guess there hasn't been mass exodus, huh? Is it just that it would be too hard? There's some stuff set up out in the dead zone, but not enough to support everybody in the castle. People would actually have to work for their keep. Maybe it's easier to just pay tribute.
It sounds really ominous, doensn't it? That you're feeding something off your soul. If it's true. But I have to wonder then, what if souls regenerate or something? Maybe souls can heal like bodies do. I guess I don't know enough, but there might be some here who could talk about that. [A small amused sound.]
Though, the world outside is the most exciting thing here, too. We really are living in a world that hasn't been explored... and it's full of beautiful, magical mysteries out there. But even though there are ways we could get out, most people just stay in the castle all the time. Some adventurers.
Who wants to play a game?
[Anyway. Today Rin can be found out on the edge of the woods, in her usual haunt - under Alexstrasza's tree. She's leaned up back against the trunk with her journal over her knees, and her Arcanine sprawled out at her feet, enjoying the dappled sunshine.
Open!]
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Do you see how the game works now?
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Yeah, I see how it works! My turn now, I believe.
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[Wait.]
[A rose.]
[A heart that is a rose.]
[Even if she can't see it. Garry's hands make their way to the blue rose inside his coat, shielding it unconsciously.]
Um. Well...I see my heart standing across from me in the room in a small rosebush in a pot. It's so...beautiful, really. But I know that, like all plants, it needs warmth and light to truly live. For now, it can live standing far away like that, but I know that someday, it'll need my help in succeeding in that.
So I wait...letting sunlight through me, until the day comes that someone notices the rose wilting, and moves it closer to me, and finally...I am reunited. And the rose lives once more, and...we're happy. We're together.
wow I didn't even mean to do that :')
Do you want to keep playing?
IT WAS PERFECT the irony was amazing so :D
Um....hmmm. Your heart is a mountain, and you...are a blank canvas.
/pats Garry
being garry is suffering ;~;
it's a hard life, being from a horror game :[
Say you're a dog, and your heart's a tower.
this is truth :(
Umm...let's see. [A minute as he thinks.] I am just a young puppy when I'm being sold by a girl on the streets along with my brothers and sisters so she can get the money to feed her family. One of the visiting ambassadors to the kingdom we live in takes notice of me, and buys me...intending on giving me to the king and queen as a gift for their youngest daughter.
I live with her quite happily, not even yet knowing of the existence of my heart, but suddenly, misfortune strikes. The princess' mother dies suddenly due to an illness, and the kingdom mourns. A few years pass, and the king marries again...but this time, he marries an evil witch in the guise of a beautiful woman, who becomes instantly jealous of the love the king dotes on my owner.
She then banishes the princess to live in a tower, brainwashing the king to believe she's sending the princess to a nice school...and when the final lock is put on and the sounds of the carriages fade, the princess sobs into my fur- I am the only thing she was allowed to take with her to spend time in that miserable place.
But ironically, despite it all, I'm content. I'm with my heart again.
rin understands u_u
/pats rin
Now your turn to do it! Ummm...you are a pelican and your heart is a shell.
OwO
I live out my days as a pelican... and I'm very far away from my heart. There's another creature living outs its days wearing my heart anyway, but eventually it gets eaten and eventually I die too, and my bones get picked up by the ocean. It takes a long time, but my heart and I end up being chaff on the same beach together, so it counts.
You're a pencil, and your heart is, mm... a walking stick.
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[He doesn't want to make a story about the wrong one, of course.]
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I'm part of a school girl's collection of pencils and pens. It's a beautiful day outside, and she decides to bring me along with a few of my kin so she can do her homework out in the park.
However, after a few minutes of doing her assignments, she gets distracted by a cute boy and accidentally leaves me behind in the grass as she gets up to go talk to him. I lay there...none the wiser. A crafty little bird spots my bright color, and thinking that I am quite the perfect little piece to his collection, takes me to be used as part of the growing nest he is making for his mate.
Times goes by, the nest holds three baby chicks which later fly away and leave me behind, and I am just a shade of my former self...just a bit of wood and metal and lead and rubber. The nest falls apart, and I topple onto the ground where all the tiny creatures and bugs live and suddenly...my heart is there. Walking towards me. I have become part of the ground he walks over as he makes his way from tree to tree.
[A pause.]
Your turn, now?
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