video & voice; Story-time for All

[abracafcku]

[The video opens on a bare wall and to the sound of very, very corny fanfare. Then Taako's voice cuts in with the sound of applause.]

Yes, yes, welcome one and all to the greatest day of your lives. Today we have a real treat for you folks, so pull up a chair, take a load off and enjoy this banned text we've managed to procure.

[He clears his throat and a puppet appears on the screen - a non-descript looking human priest wearing dark robes and a blue sash around his neck. The voices that read the following lines are similar, but not the same and anyone who knows both Lup and Taako can probably tell it's the twins taking turns to read the passages. People who don't, however, might have a hard time telling them apart.]

"I used to have a lady love,
she journeyed through the sea,"

[A new puppet appears - a beautiful female mermaid with hair that falls just past her breasts. She slides up from the bottom of the screen and the priest turns to her, fawning all over her.]

"Her fins were as the mourning dove,
a mated pair were we.
Our bodies tangled, hand in glove,
a queen and devotee,"

[As the poem progresses, the priest does some...very not PG-13 things to the mermaid puppet. Eventually, the mermaid pushes the priest away, looking tired.]

"But she was called to rise above,
our bond not meant to be."

[Here the mermaid "puppet" flips a double middle finger at the priest and backflips into the sea, leaving him drenched in water.]

"Though I endure, bereft, belove,
I have her guarantee,
I'll be the one she's thinking of,
a little dove told me."

[The priest pines and waits by the water, pantomiming the lament of a forlorn lover as a bird lands next to him, rolling its eyes. The puppet show ends with a curtain drawing across the screen and then the video shuts off. Taako's voice cuts back in once the video is gone.]

Yeah, so the people here? Raunchy as hell. I love it. But then some people were, y'know, boring and said things like--

[Lup's voice takes over smoothly like they're still the same person talking.]

"If any other colonies can hear this message, please respond. This is Havenwell. We're still alive. The city is safe. We will come get you, no matter how far you are. This is not an automated message. Please respond." That there's a radio transmission from "Colony #56'07'4TM", which, obviously, is home sweet home. Not the most interesting, but I won't deny that the archive visits have been… informative.

Anyone else get something fun?

[OOC: It's a joint post! Replies here can be from Taako, Lup, or both of them. If you have a preference, just let us know in the title of your comment or it'll be a roulette of which twin you'll get.

Feel free to use this post to stir up discussion amongst yourselves regarding the lore contributions!]

Comments

[astralera]

It is also possible they regretted the change so deeply that they purposefully forgot what life was before. Who is to say? All I know for certain is that I trust naught about this city, nor its deities, nor the automatons that dwell within it.

[necromanswers]

shit man that's a good theory too

some people are def under the belief that forgetting would be better than living with the consequences

and if they forget we can't really ask them about it either, who knows if they're lying or not

[astralera]

I cannot imagine willfully forgetting such things no matter how painful they may be, but I also cannot truly blame them if that were the case.

What I can blame them for is the horrid documentation of their history.

They bring us here supposedly to help, and yet they limit what information we have. We are of different universes than their own, with different knowledge and experiences that may be of some help to restoring the environment. Instead they desire only our bodies, not our minds, and spoon-feed us information as though we are imbeciles.

[necromanswers]

Hard same on my part, yeah. But I can understand why some might think the alternative's better.

And hey, don't forget how they lay the blame on the gods for dragging us here, not their own power. They're just doing their best to help us acclimate and follow the will of their oh-so charitable deities!

It's all pretty convenient for them.

[astralera]

It is interesting that it seems a great many of them have missed their mortal flesh, have the ability to transfer their consciousnesses, and now suddenly have an influx of non-robotic bodies in their midst.

[necromanswers]

When our robot overlords steal my body they'd better have the decency to dress me up in something nice. The fashion here is shit.

[Okay but seriously, though.]

I'm curious: what would happen to the soul left over, in that situation? Is it a 1-1 trade, or collateral damage?

[astralera]

It was difficult enough to find clothes that fit my form in the last world I was taken by. Here, it is all but impossible.

It depends on the strength of the souls. The original soul of the body may become dormant while the other possesses the body, or I imagine it may be pushed out. Likewise, the original soul could fight against the possession as well.

[necromanswers]

Believe me, I'm well-versed in the possibilities.

[Considering she's often party to said possession, call it professional experience.]

Mostly curious to know which one applies in this case. Not that I'm eager to have anybody find out. We could be totally on the wrong track for all of this.