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Post by Niryl on Jul 17, 2015 23:45:07 GMT
Rain is my sight, stormclouds my garb. The zephyr and sirocco are my voices. I speak for the thunder. I am Storm.
So where is the sky? Why is it so insubstantial? Why am I surrounded by glass as I stand within my mind?
I will regain myself.
You will hear what the thunder says.
L i s t e n
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Post by Home on Jul 17, 2015 23:47:43 GMT
...Are you okay?
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Post by Niryl on Jul 18, 2015 0:15:12 GMT
They have set cities in my skull.
The thunder will not fill the cavern.
Lightning will not coalesce.
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Post by Home on Jul 18, 2015 1:22:29 GMT
That sounds like you're not very okay.
What's wrong? Can I help?
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Post by Niryl on Jul 18, 2015 4:20:43 GMT
S o m e t h i n g i s w r o n g I d o n o t k n o w w h a t T h i s f o g o b s c u r e s a l l
Did I die? Did I only dream that I/he/we
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Post by Home on Jul 18, 2015 10:52:46 GMT
Oh no! I don't know what's going on but it doesn't sound good at all!
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Mozee
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Pronoun: stars and seas, I couldn't care less.
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Post by Mozee on Jul 18, 2015 18:16:13 GMT
I agree, honey, this doesn't sound good. Are you trapped somewhere, perhaps in your own mind? It sounds like a nasty spell. If you can understand us at all, could I put a bit of my Magic where you are so I can see what's going on? I wouldn't want to do that if it's somehow dangerous for you.
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Post by Niryl on Jul 19, 2015 3:04:13 GMT
I h a v e e n d u r e d w o r s e l e s s w e l l m e a n t
Send your aid. I will keep the rain from your roof and stop the wind from gusting through your house.
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Mozee
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Pronoun: stars and seas, I couldn't care less.
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Post by Mozee on Jul 19, 2015 3:13:47 GMT
All right. I'm afraid this might take a little while, though. Unless perhaps someone else wants to help, and can pay OTC to transport a bit of my Cloud to spokethethunder, or has some other way I could look there or go there?
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Mozee
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Pronoun: stars and seas, I couldn't care less.
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Post by Mozee on Jul 19, 2015 18:14:38 GMT
Oh. It appears I’ve been too hasty. There’s some very nasty magic in spokethethunder’s world that would have been damaging to my mind if I'd looked for much longer. I’m sorry, honey, I can’t help you.
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Post by Niryl on Jul 20, 2015 2:25:26 GMT
Did you hear what the thunder said?
O r i s t h a t w h y
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Post by Meletiti Entelecheiai on Jul 20, 2015 5:01:40 GMT
Hm....
Oh, I see!
Spokethethunder is a mind-meld, a blurry join between a somewhat extraordinary human in a remarkably annoying universe and a dead god/dragon/enforcer spirit aspected to the storm.
My, that's quite an awful hierarchy they've got there. Someone should really fix that. I'll add it to my list!
--Chibisilian
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Post by Niryl on Jul 20, 2015 5:20:34 GMT
look to the roof for my god-form
but bone does not grow this way
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Post by Aspen Liamyd on Jul 22, 2015 1:52:55 GMT
my god-form
but bone does not grow this way
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Post by Aspen Liamyd on Jul 22, 2015 3:41:01 GMT
Are you well? It can be unpleasant to be connected to spirits. If you would prefer not to be attached to them, there are many powerful people here, who might be able to unattach you.
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