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fracturarpg2019-12-01 08:05 am
fracturamods) wrote in fracturarpg2019-12-01 08:05 am
Entry tags:
intro log.
welcome mingle
( AND SO IT BEGINS. )
There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.
When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably.
The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.
Well - that, and all the people who seem to have woken up alongside you, lost and also probably Doing Their Best™.
There's no need to fret that much though. It's hard to say exactly where you're going next, even though some places might feel a little bit more like a clue, but what you do know is one unshakeable thing:
There's still much more ahead of you.
When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably.
The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.
Well - that, and all the people who seem to have woken up alongside you, lost and also probably Doing Their Best™.
There's no need to fret that much though. It's hard to say exactly where you're going next, even though some places might feel a little bit more like a clue, but what you do know is one unshakeable thing:
There's still much more ahead of you.
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Only a few, though... which is really impressive, considering it's your first time playing it. Playing songs by ear isn't really easy at all, I think...
Do you play any other instruments? [as if the kazoo counts.]
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I do, yes! [It's obscured by his thousand layers of robes and blends in anyway since it's black on black, but he'll reach to his hip and lift up a flute made of black bamboo!]
I've played the dizi for quite some time. It's not quite as fun as this thing, though!
[He's just saying that because kazoos are New and Novel.]
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Minato, naturally, is way more interested in anything not a kazoo.]
Really? And you brought it with you? [Look!! At that!!
He loves music, so this is very exciting, even if his expression is still pretty...flat.]
I'd like to hear you play it sometime, if that's okay.
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Though he's always pleased enough to talk about Chenqing, too. One of the only things from his Maleficent days that wasn't just fuckin completely evil.]
Mm, seems I did! [HE GRINS, sliding it from its loop and twirling it between his fingers. Minato's flat expression doesn't seem to bother him. Maybe he can sense the excitement in his lil Minato soul.]
Would you like to hear something now? I have all the time in the world!
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If you don't mind... I really would. I don't think I've ever actually seen one played.
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I don't mind at all! Here, let me think of something good—
[A good song to play! After a few seconds of humming contemplatively, searching around for tunes to settle on, he starts with a simple melody, bright and chirpy. He's also careful to keep any spiritual energy out of it so fortunately no one has to worry about him toot tooting on the demon flute. NO ZOMBIES WILL COME TO LIFE THIS TIME.]
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Minato seems to deeply enjoy it, though, engrossed from the very moment he starts to play. Aaaah...!! Music is the best, especially music that he himself isn't particularly familiar with.
This is the best thing that's happened to him today, and he's definitely not going to interrupt.]
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Minato is the best audience though?? DANG. Wei Wuxian loves playing for people who enjoy music but he hasn't had the chance to do that in literally over a decade, so life right now is excellent for both of them. He'll even segue into another song or two when he's done with the first, if Minato doesn't seem to mind - they're all energetic, pleasant, bird-like tunes. Once he's done:]
There! What do you think? Not bad, right?
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It's fine.
He can't exactly ask this semi-stranger to play music forever.
Instead... he clears his throat, coming back to himself.
(How amazing it is, to be able to listen to someone play music again--)]
That was honestly really, really great. I'm not surprised you picked up the kazoo so quickly, all things considered.
... Thanks for playing for me. I really appreciate it.
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Haha, thank you for listening. Haven't had an audience in some time! [One that's like, alive anyway...!] Hey - any time you feel like hearing me play again, come and let me know, would you? I'd love to show you more songs!
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[But!!
That's getting off topic. More importantly:]
Anyway, um... I guess we should be focusing on our situation right now, instead...
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[A BRIGHT GRIN. Look when you're existing in a void and nothing makes sense, you just go with what you know?? And what he knows is FLUTES.]
Haven't been able to find much myself that would be of any use. Is it different for you?
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[... He shrugs, expression flat and dry.]
I've got nothing. Just wandering a lot, and looking for anything that'll make sense.
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[A little, sloping shrug. He places a hand on his hip, glancing up overhead at the freaky florescent lights.]
Nothing I've tried has worked yet either, though I do hope that will change with a bit more poking around in places we aren't supposed to be. Once I find those places, that is!
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I mean, I guess that makes sense...
If we can't find those places, they probably don't want us there for a reason.
So I guess we can start by trying to find hidden places? [A beat. Softly, almost to himself:]
That sounds hard.