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8 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Let's go get some hot dogs," Ellis said, then led her towards the city.

"Yeah! Ooh, that might be nice. But I can't think of what would help."

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18 minutes ago, Condensation said:

"Yeah! Ooh, that might be nice. But I can't think of what would help."

Gerald shook the arm. Out fell the dark red rose. He held it up quizzically.

Posted
37 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Well, I'm going to need some of your help when we get there."

"With what? And what's that for, Gerald? Do you think it'll help?"

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"I don't know," said Gerald, puzzled. He handed it to her. "Maybe you can figure it out?"

Flower is from this post:

On 12/5/2020 at 11:22 PM, xinoehp512 said:

 

Above an endless expanse, a breeze stirred the petals of a wilting flower.

The wind is cold today, thought X’s avatar.

He stood on the edge of a cliff, looking out on an endless expanse of shattered rock. The Narrative Plane, as some called it- site of some of the greatest stories in history. Stories he knew only from faded memories, passed from one keeper to the next like a worn hat. 

Things had changed. They always did, here in this incarnation of creative chaos. No semblance of order could survive for long in a place where gods ruled unchecked. To do so would defy the very purpose for which this place was created.

X’s avatar had once thought he could defy these laws. Oh, how wrong he had been. How foolish. Even if a story took root, it surely would not be able to grow; chaos was poor soil, indeed. But his roots here ran deep; try to transplant him, and he would wilt as surely as the flower he held in his hand.

A soft song began to echo in his mind as he thought of the flower. He hesitated, listening to it for a few moments-- then forcefully shoved it from his mind. He hadn’t come here to dwell on the past. Had he?

No, he thought, exhaling a sigh. The past is done. It was never meant to be.

 It hurt to admit - Light and life, it hurt - but it was an admission he needed to make. There was no going back now. Holding onto these memories would bring him nothing but pain. The only solution was to cast them away.

 In a way, it was almost relieving. He could return to X, fulfil the purpose for which he’d been designed. Never have to worry about being forgotten. Never have to worry about becoming useless.

Never have to worry that the person he cared most about would forget him entirely.

He closed his eyes, clenching the flower in his fist, recalling his memories of her one final time. With a sigh, he let them flow from him and into the flower.

Then he let it go.

X’s avatar blinked. He looked at his outstretched hand, puzzled. Why was he here?
Strange, he thought, pulling his hand back in a shrug. Oh well. Perhaps a godmod of some sort…

Posted

*gasp* Yes!!! Okay. :) So happy.

Melody took the flower and held it for a moment, staring at it, then shrugged. "I'll hold onto it for a bit. We'll be back soon!" She tucked the flower into her hair and followed Ellis toward the city, waving back at Gerald and Q with a smile.

Posted
14 minutes ago, Condensation said:

*gasp* Yes!!! Okay. :) So happy.

Melody took the flower and held it for a moment, staring at it, then shrugged. "I'll hold onto it for a bit. We'll be back soon!" She tucked the flower into her hair and followed Ellis toward the city, waving back at Gerald and Q with a smile.

Ellis, now proficient in the art of timeskips, arrived at the city. "Alrighty. I have a few questions for you."

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Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

Ellis, now proficient in the art of timeskips, arrived at the city. "Alrighty. I have a few questions for you."

"Okay. Shoot!"

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Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"How do girls work? Specifically the cynical, pessimistic kinds?"

Melody gasped. "I knew it! Okay. What do you mean, how do they work? Like, how do they think?"

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Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Just... how? Explain everything."

"Well, I'm guessing a lot of this. I think they probably don't often think about how they feel, unless they get reminded. Less introspective, you know? Um..." she paused for a moment, thinking. "Like I said, I'm guessing most of this. I'm not pessimistic, if you couldn't tell." She grinned. "They probably appreciate being left alone when they want it, and they don't like being assumed about."

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Just now, Condensation said:

"Well, I'm guessing a lot of this. I think they probably don't often think about how they feel, unless they get reminded. Less introspective, you know? Um..." she paused for a moment, thinking. "Like I said, I'm guessing most of this. I'm not pessimistic, if you couldn't tell." She grinned. "They probably appreciate being left alone when they want it, and they don't like being assumed about."

"Okay. I guess what I'm asking is 'how the heck do I get one of these people to not hate me?'"

Posted
Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Okay. I guess what I'm asking is 'how the heck do I get one of these people to not hate me?'"

"I get the feeling she doesn't hate us. She just hasn't noticed our depth of character yet. Y'know? So maybe try to get her to notice something about you, one of your good qualities? She seems to appreciate fighting skills."

Posted
1 minute ago, Condensation said:

"I get the feeling she doesn't hate us. She just hasn't noticed our depth of character yet. Y'know? So maybe try to get her to notice something about you, one of your good qualities? She seems to appreciate fighting skills."

"I'm not sure that trying to impress her is the best approach."

Posted
Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"I'm not sure that trying to impress her is the best approach."

"Sorry. Um... you could try to do something for her?"

Posted
Just now, Channelknight Fadran said:

"Like what? I can't really remember, but I think that the last time I tried something like that, it didn't end well."

"I don't know. I'm bad at this! The first time I tried to get a guy to like me, he ended up condemning me as a witch!" A doubt brushed her mind, but she shrugged it off.

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