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tabularasa_rp2020-09-01 03:37 pm
crystaltower) wrote in tabularasa_rp2020-09-01 03:37 pm
Tell Me A Tale (OPEN)
Who: Crystal Exarch, and whoever!
What: Sharing his journal and information gathering! Post may also be used for catch-all top levels.
Where: Mostly in the Merlaut Apartments, but also a little bit of outdoor writing.
When: After the most recent set of imprints
Content Warnings: None really!
1. A Request
[A notice has been left in the Merlaut lobby, hung over the front of the desk with one of the apartment succulents as a weight to hold it in place. It's not elegant, but the Exarch hopes that it will at least catch some attention.]
For the purposes of documentation and record-keeping, I would like to discuss people's home realms with them. I am particularly interested in learning and documenting which pieces of home have been reflected here, but must confess I am fascinated by the idea of other worlds and should like to know more.
If you are able to make time for me, please visit me in Apartment 301. I shall make myself available at any time the forest is in its withered phase.
Crystal Exarch
2. Music
[Lately, the Exarch has preferred to remain on the woodland side of the mountain, for the simple reason it bears so much resemblance to Lakeland. There is nothing stopping him from venturing out further, and he does so frequently, yet these purple woods are the closest thing he has to 'home' here. It's a comfort, in a way.
On this occasion, he can be found perched upon some convenient rocks, facing the mountain with his back to the lake. With only a light breeze to contend with, he has kept his cowl up, but anyone passing by does not need to see his face or the flattening of his ears to pick up on his current frustration - the tension in his body is enough.
In his hand is one of the blank books from the apartments, cover curled around the back so that he can hold it in one hand and still write in it. However...]
More music?
This wasn't here when I started...
[Is this because he left his journal unattended? Surely nobody got their hands on it, but the Exarch has noticed music cropping up in unexpected places lately.
He turns a page in search of some more blank space to write in, but then flicks back again and examines the notes. With a quick glance around, as if to ensure nobody is listening, he looks over the notes and softly attempts to sing a little of the music written here, just to hear it out loud. One of his better-kept secrets as Exarch, after all, is that he is quite a talented singer...]
What: Sharing his journal and information gathering! Post may also be used for catch-all top levels.
Where: Mostly in the Merlaut Apartments, but also a little bit of outdoor writing.
When: After the most recent set of imprints
Content Warnings: None really!
1. A Request
[A notice has been left in the Merlaut lobby, hung over the front of the desk with one of the apartment succulents as a weight to hold it in place. It's not elegant, but the Exarch hopes that it will at least catch some attention.]
For the purposes of documentation and record-keeping, I would like to discuss people's home realms with them. I am particularly interested in learning and documenting which pieces of home have been reflected here, but must confess I am fascinated by the idea of other worlds and should like to know more.
If you are able to make time for me, please visit me in Apartment 301. I shall make myself available at any time the forest is in its withered phase.
Crystal Exarch
2. Music
[Lately, the Exarch has preferred to remain on the woodland side of the mountain, for the simple reason it bears so much resemblance to Lakeland. There is nothing stopping him from venturing out further, and he does so frequently, yet these purple woods are the closest thing he has to 'home' here. It's a comfort, in a way.
On this occasion, he can be found perched upon some convenient rocks, facing the mountain with his back to the lake. With only a light breeze to contend with, he has kept his cowl up, but anyone passing by does not need to see his face or the flattening of his ears to pick up on his current frustration - the tension in his body is enough.
In his hand is one of the blank books from the apartments, cover curled around the back so that he can hold it in one hand and still write in it. However...]
More music?
This wasn't here when I started...
[Is this because he left his journal unattended? Surely nobody got their hands on it, but the Exarch has noticed music cropping up in unexpected places lately.
He turns a page in search of some more blank space to write in, but then flicks back again and examines the notes. With a quick glance around, as if to ensure nobody is listening, he looks over the notes and softly attempts to sing a little of the music written here, just to hear it out loud. One of his better-kept secrets as Exarch, after all, is that he is quite a talented singer...]
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but leo genuinely doesn't seem to think so? yet he seems to expect the exarch's confusion, so it seems like being nonsensical is a conscious choice here. ]
There's someone else around here calling themselves one, actually! [ that's meli, ] They're not Kyo, though. Not that I've met 'em in person or anything...
[ he caps his marker, unused as it is, though he doesn't put it away. he fiddles with it in between two fingers instead, waggling it back and forth to keep his hands busy.
leo feels like the questions'll keep coming, so he'll just do his company a favor and continue. ]
I wrote that song that's in your book now for Kyo. Umm, I said that already, right? Anyway, it's on the ground out in the whoooole lot of nothing. Stick around one for a bit and you'll hear 'em humming, in a pretty voice like yours!
[ it's like... it's like a crappy ghost story. ]
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[Because 'god' generally means 'primal', even if primals don't really exist on the First. The mayor of Eulmore, to his understanding, also considers himself as being god-like, but... well, it's been a long time since he last ventured as far as Eulmore, and what little relationship between the two city leaders exists is a sour one.]
With regards to 'Kyo', I shall keep that in mind the next time I venture towards the Empty.
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ah, wait, don't get distracted-- ]
You accepted something like that pretty easily, didn'tcha? I thought you'd be more of a calm, think-y type that would question that a little more...!
[ he's half-kidding. this should be mildly unsurprising considering the state of their everything right now? but also there's people trying to stick to the logical regardless, so... ]
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[Though it does bring a smile to his face to have a young lad try to tease him.]