Cash67
-
Posts
2034 -
Joined
-
Last visited
-
Days Won
6
Content Type
Profiles
News
Forums
Blogs
Gallery
Events
Everything posted by Cash67
-
-
Pic looks so happy that Vyla remembers his face, and he smiles in joy. “Pic! My name is Pic.” “You woke up after a while asleep. Can you be a little more peaceful this time?”
-
They all find Pic and Lina there. Luna was on a bed, and Pic was sitting in a nearby chair, humming to himself. An unconscious man was in a different bed @Aetherbound
-
-
-
"I am trying to take Luna ( @Canada Lover ) to the wing, and get myself cleaned up. " ".... sorry about my outburst. I really do not like discord"
-
Violet hears Pic talking outside of the door, humming a quick tune that cleaned up the area around him.
-
"My apologies, the vomit was there before I ran into you. You're joining the medical wing crew" Pic notices that no one else is following him, and sighs. He sings the bar he did before, and the vomit peels off of his and Luna's outfits and condenses into a cube. "It's just us for now I guess. I'll get you to a safe place, then deal with more things"
-
Pic leans down, and smiles comfortingly. His shins and shoes are covered in vomit, and some has gotten onto Luna's clothing "You need a little help," he says reassuringly, "so we are headed to the medical wing." Noticing the state that this man is in, Pic calls out to him as well. "Hey, we are headed to the medical wing if you are in need."
-
Pic hears the word 'explode', sees Nameless waver, and panics, knowing that now it's not just a personal preference, it could be an issue the clinic's staff need to deal with. He waits for four counts, bows to Quill, steps away from her, summons a bucket using his song, and then sings a chord that is so out of tune, he vomits into the bucket as he hears the monstrous discord, and all music screeches to a halt. Since the music stopped, the bucket disintegrated, and the vomit spilled all over Pic's legs. He nods to Quill and smiles sadly. "Sorry," he says, then turns to Nameless. Evidently both mildly irritated and concerned at the same time, he mutters to himself, "Alright I am this close to attempting to run the medical wing by itself because there are no blasted healers to be found in this place!" He calms down and points at Nameless, Vyla, Argenti, and himself. "We are going to the medical wing and we will find someone who can help us." Pic storms outside and nearly trips over Luna. An exasperated sigh can be heard as he calls back, "And can I get two other people to help with this?"
-
“Well my magic usually knows what it is doing… maybe try joining in the song? Or if you know if staff people they can direct us or you to a room that stops you from hearing us.”
-
“I’m sorry… next time I can close the door or find a different location,” Pic replies, evidently disappointed. “Could you close your door in the way out so you cant hear it then?” “About medical staff, we waited for a few hours, and I started this to pass the time and get some safe community. She does need help with her memory. Also you should note that there is an Aetherboi in the medical wing.” ( @Aetherbound) Pic turned back to Quill @SmilingPanda19 , smiled, and recovered his joy through waltzing through the music.
-
Waltzing over to Nameless with Quill, Pic hums, “I’ve got to stop singing in my own room?” Pic sounds joyful, but there is serious concern in his eyes and face.
-
Noticing a voice in the choir was off, Pic solidified Honors voice and wits flute, then walked over to Argenti. “Do you need to be warm?”
-
Pic walked around and allowed his magic to flow through each and every person. @Scars of Hathsin Arrais’ warble solidified into a firm vibrato @Argenti ‘s voice blended into the crowd The humming of Nameless’ gate was familiar to Pic, and he modulated the chord pattern of the song to surround that gate. All of a sudden, Nameless found his headache was gone when he was near the gate. Everyone else’s voice blended into the crowd behind Argenti’s, creating a joyful chorus filled with life. @Violet ” You’re safe here, and your voice is great! Join in!” Pic waltzes around the room, and the lights shift from the orange-yellow to a welcoming pastel rand forest green. He holds out his hand to @SmilingPanda19, motioning for her to sing and dance with him.
-
-
“You did great last time! Just try. Pic took Honors lead this time, and the lights shifted to a neutral orange-yellow.
-
“Meh, that’s progress,” Pic said while shrugging. “You want to join in with our music?”
-
“Vy! You woke up! You still remember me?”
-
They came upon a room full of inviting light. Most emanated from the man singing, but a good portion also emanated from the flute. The music reached it crescendo, and with a flourish from Wits flute, the song was finished. The singing man then turned to the trio who had just arrived. “Hey!” He sprang up and walked toward the door. “Want to join in?”
-
With the transition to a major key complete the light flared magenta and cyan, a feeling of joy radiated over everyone in the room, near the doorway, and in the next few rooms over. Peace filled Pic as he had finally found people who would simply create
-
The light flew into the flute, and proceeded to make the flute glow. All of the notes Wit played now had a secondary, or even tertiary harmony resounding forth every time a new note was played. Pic took this in stride, and proceeded to begin the transition back to a major key, keeping the drama a minor key offered.
-
Pic followed Wit's lead, and leaned hard into the scary vibe. Green light began to emanate from Pic and reach for Wit's flute. Pic seemed oblivious to this, and simply continued to play.
-
"Call me Pic! It is my name, after all." Pic began to play a happy shanty, to make the room sound welcoming. He established a pattern and a melody, then traded back and forth with Wit on melody and harmony.
-
"Pic! I'm going to simply play music in my room and see what happens. If you think I'll be of any help, I'm easy to find." (@SmilingPanda19 I'll assume you watched us leave, and are now outside Pic's door with Wit. Either that or you're with TAAron and I'll edit the post. ) "In that case, it is nice to meet you, Quill. ....I do apologize for laughing, it wasn't my best choice. If it helps, your voice is very melodic!" "I'm simply playing some music to see what happens! Want to lend a voice or instrument?" Pic sits in the middle of his room on the floor, having ten lines in front of him instead of his normal five. A soft hum fills the room, smoothly gliding between different pitches.
