RE: Cloudsea
06-16-2017, 07:34 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-16-2017, 07:41 AM by NotABear.)
"I..." They look at you with a line of confusion on their face. You do not move further. You do not speak. You just watch. This is the test. Any fool can make LIFE. Mortals do it all the time. Sometimes by accident, and in turn, sometimes forsake that life to suffer on it's own. They lift an arm, and grab the pen. It touches the paper, and you watch them take their first steps into this world. The lines of ink are precise, each letter perfectly written, with no hesitation. It is how they have imagined themselves.
Pride. An interesting feeling, but one you feel all the same. Each stroke of the pen is being slowly carved into your mind, and you can feel them absorbing energy from the void around them.
Alice... Van... Vaugen.
"Huh- I mean, yes?" An interesting name. Alice, of Vaugen. Is that your Begetter's name, or your Progenitor's name? "... What?" Sorry. Is that your father or your mother's name? "... I hadn't thought of that." Well then. Sit. Think. Remember. Recollect. Recall.
You reaches out and gently slide the scroll of paper to your side of the table. You admire the letters. It feels like something that should be framed on a wall. Instead, you begin to extend the length of the scroll as you scrawl onto it with a fingernail, searing your own letters into the page. When you are done, you place it back on the table, and turn it so Alice can read it. They glance at it, then back at you. "Is this...?" You. Yes. It is the current sum of your existence... should you wish to change anything- You gesture back to the inkwell and pen. Alice looks down at the scroll again and begins to read.
"This is it?" Is it not enough? "Well- Yes? No? I don't know." Well. Tell me if any of this seems off, or if it's fine.
Pride. An interesting feeling, but one you feel all the same. Each stroke of the pen is being slowly carved into your mind, and you can feel them absorbing energy from the void around them.
Alice... Van... Vaugen.
"Huh- I mean, yes?" An interesting name. Alice, of Vaugen. Is that your Begetter's name, or your Progenitor's name? "... What?" Sorry. Is that your father or your mother's name? "... I hadn't thought of that." Well then. Sit. Think. Remember. Recollect. Recall.
You reaches out and gently slide the scroll of paper to your side of the table. You admire the letters. It feels like something that should be framed on a wall. Instead, you begin to extend the length of the scroll as you scrawl onto it with a fingernail, searing your own letters into the page. When you are done, you place it back on the table, and turn it so Alice can read it. They glance at it, then back at you. "Is this...?" You. Yes. It is the current sum of your existence... should you wish to change anything- You gesture back to the inkwell and pen. Alice looks down at the scroll again and begins to read.
Code:
Alice Van Vaugen
Born Third Charmsday under Epelle, Aspect of the Fossil Bone Quickblade
'Would not throw a book in anger.'
'Easily engrossed in books.'
'Socially inept.'
'Somewhat unflappable.'
'Wild imagination.'
'Curious.'
'Calculating.'
'Trained in the use of both Siege Weapons and Firearms.'"This is it?" Is it not enough? "Well- Yes? No? I don't know." Well. Tell me if any of this seems off, or if it's fine.