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

[flawed_immortality]

[Lup you're lucky he just responded on video because that's what was posted. Normally he wouldn't let someone see something like this. Because as she talks about the smell he goes pale, gaze drifting past the tablet to some distant place, looking distinctly ill for a moment.

He can't shake it right away. Remembering the way that chamber beneath the council room smelled, the liquefied remains of his King, exactly what kind of things happen when there's a surplus of corpses littering the streets of Insomnia-]

Of course...

[He blinks, has to shake the memory away before refocusing on her.]

With how volatile things are beyond the wall I imagine there's an incinerator somewhere in the city.

[necromanswers]

[Whoops, that was a look. A familiar one at that- someone who's seen some shit. She's quiet for a long moment, and when she speaks again, her voice is a little softer.]

We might just be overthinking this. They were trying to save their world, right? It'd be more natural to bury them somewhere, give them back to the soil. Burning would be a waste. And if it took them a while to realize they'd made a mistake, whatever they needed to fix things would've been long gone just the same.

[flawed_immortality]

Until we can get our hands on more information all we have is conjecture. They may have an entire process that varies from the technology we are aware of.

[He sighs heavily, reaching up to rub at the bridge of his nose. They're going in circles and the don't have enough information to come to any conclusions on their own.]

[necromanswers]

Very likely. I've seen enough different worlds to know that most of the time, there isn't much in the way of universal similarities between them. Expect to do a lot more research before we understand this place properly.

[flawed_immortality]

I have every intention of researching as much as we can but with the limited access to information it is... a bit frustrating.

[necromanswers]

I feel you, bud. But if a bunch of strangers were dropped on my doorstep, I wouldn't let them in and share all of my secrets, either. All they have to go on is that the gods dragged us here. They don't know our motives, what kind of ethics we follow, what we might do with the info we learn here...

It's going to take a while before we make headway through the proper channels. Either we park our butts and stay patient about it, or we start coming up with alternatives.

[flawed_immortality]

I am, admittedly, not the most patient man. I prefer to have a more active role in how things play out.

But I am also at a loss for what our alternatives might be just now.

[necromanswers]

Oh-ho. A secret rebel over here.

[She grins; she doesn't disapprove.]

I've got a few ideas and suggestions percolating, but I'm not sure they're ready for public consumption yet. [Or to be broadcast over a network supplied by the very people they're talking about here.] Let's meet up sometime in person and we'll compare notes.

[flawed_immortality]

[A rebel? Hardly. Even the implication has a light flush coming to his cheeks and he looks aside, only just resisting the urge to roll his eyes.]

Perhaps you can stay for lunch after training one day.

[necromanswers]

[Aww, he's blushing. That's cute. Time to possibly make it worse.]

Cor, are you asking me out?

bb!Cor is too accurate

[flawed_immortality]

[In an instant that light flush turns into full out burning cheeks and his eyes go wide, he even chokes on his next breath and has to cough for a moment.]

Wh-what?

[The eloquent Marshal, folks.]

I- My apologies, your Grace, I did not mean to imply... I simply meant for the purposes of research.

[necromanswers]

[Oh no. Oh no, now she's actually laughing.]

Aw, too bad! [lup what does that even mean] Sure, I'm good for it. We'll do lunch sometime. Maybe I'll show you what real food ought to taste like.

[flawed_immortality]

[...... Too..... bad?!!?

WHAT!?]

I- Right. Lunch. I am quite aware of what food is meant to taste like, your Grace.

[necromanswers]

You say that, but you've never had my food.

[Her laughter petering off, she waves to the camera.]

See you around, Cor. And don't chicken out!