the fellowship of the thing The Fellowship of the Thing - I'm bored. Let's mess around! (Retired)

[Nathrangking he/him]

I lean back and begin to hum. The ancient dirge that rolls off of my tongue is a low mournful tune. I close my eyes and allow the whispered music to surround me.

[Condensation she/her]

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I'm assuming you're in the hut. You're welcome, I guess? I don't think I've ever been thanked for being a grammar cop before, I mean, unless it was sarcastic.

Herate hears the music and turns around. She decides not to disturb him, though, and returns to her previous position.

Edited August 21, 2020 by Condensation

[Channelknight Fadran]

8 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

I lean back and begin to hum. The ancient dirge that rolls off of my tongue is a low mournful tune. I close my eyes and allow the whispered music to surround me.

Fadran listens with an unfocused, blissed silence.

[Negative_Null They/Them]

Vale drinks in the melody for a few moments that stretch much much longer, before standing up. He nods to the group before walking around the hill and out of sight

[Nathrangking he/him]

7 minutes ago, Condensation said:

Herate hears the music and turns around. She decides not to disturb him, though, and returns to her previous position.

3 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Fadran listens with an unfocused, blissed silence.

I open a single eye and trail off as I sense Herate turn around. I meet her gaze for a moment. "This an old song that I learned in my youth many eons ago. It speaks of those who have been lost and yet are not truly gone. I find that it clears my mind when I need to be at peace. I cannot lose myself to dreams, but I can immerse myself in it." I close my eye and resume humming.

 

[Vapor she/her]

Vapor listens to the song humming softly in her ears and slowly drifts off to sleep.

[Enter a username]

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Why do these things always happen when I'm offline?

Hearing a scream, Enter rushed in the direction of the sound.

By the time he got there, it was over.

[Condensation she/her]

Herate looked up at Enter, raised a hand in welcome, and returned to her carving.

[Mist she/her]

T wakes up, now well rested. "I can also keep watch, if you guys want to sleep." Ember lays down where she was sleeping, just after she jumps onto the shack. 

[Condensation she/her]

Herate looks toward T then raises a finger to her lips. "They're sleeping," she whispers.

[Nathrangking he/him]

3 minutes ago, Enter a username said:

Hearing a scream, Enter rushed in the direction of the sound.

By the time he got there, it was over.

I stop for a moment before resuming the humming. My body pulses in time with the tune. 

[Condensation she/her]

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Posting so others can post: here you go! This is a thing I do often because I know how annoying it is for people to have a story or next post in mind but no one else is posting.

Herate finished her soulstamp and stamped herself, trying to see if it would take.

[Vapor she/her]

Jek leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, relaxing. Spin stepped up behind Herate. "What stamp was that?"

[Condensation she/her]

"I've realized that the stamps I have are not adequate for the situations I find myself in. I'm trying to create a mechanic stamp," Herate answers without turning to face Spin.

[Vapor she/her]

Spin puts a hand on Herate's shoulder. "You okay? I saw you yelling at Fadran earlier."

[Condensation she/her]

"I wasn't yelling, we were just talking. I heard Mordred is gone?"

[Vapor she/her]

"But you were angry. Mordred has been added to our list of dead or affected by us."

[Condensation she/her]

"So we don't know if she's dead?"

[Nathrangking he/him]

3 minutes ago, Condensation said:

"So we don't know if she's dead?"

The tune dies in my throat as I hear the hurt in her voice. I open my eyes. When I speak my voice is little more than a whisper. "She may still live. For the moment she is beyond us. She is lost to us as others are lost to us. We have lost much. If she lives we will get her back." I sit in pensive silence.

[Vapor she/her]

Spin sighs. "We can only hope."

[Condensation she/her]

"Thank you." Herate looks over at Nath. "For more than that."

[Channelknight Fadran]

14 minutes ago, Nathrangking said:

The tune dies in my throat as I hear the hurt in her voice. I open my eyes. When I speak my voice is little more than a whisper. "She may still live. For the moment she is beyond us. She is lost to us as others are lost to us. We have lost much. If she lives we will get her back." I sit in pensive silence.

Fadran, for the first time in awhile, let the sounds of his friends carry him to sleep.

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Aaaand that's my cue to goo'night, all. Seeya in the mornin'!

 

[Nathrangking he/him]

5 minutes ago, Condensation said:

"Thank you." Herate looks over at Nath. "For more than that."

I nod. I close my eyes to hide the tears within. A moment later I begin to hum a tune just as ancient as the first, but far less melancholy. It's notes weave a hopeful tapestry. It floats upon the air creating a magic stronger than that of any deity. My mind calms as each layer builds upon the last.

[Vapor she/her]

Jek closes his eyes again and lets out a breath, relaxing, and lets himself fall asleep for the first time in days.

[Condensation she/her]

Herate closes her eyes briefly and appreciates the music, but then her eyes catch on something in the distance.

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What is it? No idea. Help? Ideas?