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

[sweetlies]

[Why is this funny? His face could boil water with how hot his blush is!

This is clearly unhealthy.]

Why would you share this-- this smut?

[necromanswers]

Why wouldn't we? It's hilarious.

[Especially when presented so brilliantly, as is their way.]

[sweetlies]

I-it's indecent! And personal to someone!

[He wants to crawl in a hole.]

[necromanswers]

Someone who's either long dead or forgot they even wrote it, judging by the age of these books. It's fiiiine.

[Though her tone makes it pretty clear that even if that person was alive and in front of her she wouldn't care much.]

[sweetlies]

[He wants to diiiiiiiie.]

S-still..!

[That's it. He has nothing else.]

[necromanswers]

[She shouldn't laugh, but how can she not. Reactions like this are literally exactly what they were after.]

How old are you, kiddo?

[always hard to gauge with human-types.]

[sweetlies]

I'm sixteen.

[He says it with a grumble. Old enough that he'd be married in the next year or so, back home, thank you very much.

[necromanswers]

[oh no he's a baby. She'd almost feel bad if she wasn't corrupting younger kids already.]

Ehhh, that's old enough. You had The Talk yet? Indecency is all about perspective.

[sweetlies]

[He almost asks 'what?' but he catches on to just what she means.]

Things like that are meant to be private. F-for the bedroom!

[necromanswers]

Says you! Some people are just really open about it. Think about this: this guy wrote all of this down. Publicized it. Wouldn't that imply that the author wanted to be read by other people?

[sweetlies]

[Hang on while he sputters a bit.]

I-it's how things are! He may have written that for himself and it got into someone else hands!

[He wants to die]

[necromanswers]

[Meanwhile she's laaaaughing.]

Too bad we found it and publicized it then, huh?

[sweetlies]

That's absolutely awful. Where's you're shame?

[Do they even have any shame?

Actually, Ciel probably has shame enough for them both.]

[necromanswers]

Sorry, I wasn't born with a single drop of shame in my body. They say it's a birth defect, but I call it a feature.

[sweetlies]

I... I'm not sure there are any words for this.

[There might not be.]

I think I need to go. [And shower. He feels filthy.]

[necromanswers]

[Her laughter will follow him, but she'll leave him be. If she were a better person she might even feel bad, but... nah.]