Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Mala noticed bird. How it flew. How it craned, up and down. Searching. Listening. Afraid to get too close. To be caught. To be taken. Mala itched at cloth. Didn’t like the feel anymore. Alright, but skin underneath. Wanted to be free. So removed. Bones pressed at skin, begging. Free me from body. From vessel. Join birds. But body contained. In flesh. In cloth. In room. Black room. Mala traced bindings at top. Looked down at body. Felt body. Ran hands down sides.
“Staying with Sava.” Mala held onto body while she lulled, eyes closed. Listened to wind. At the crash of fire. At breathing. Ran hand up arm, like how strangers asked. Pursed her lips, and bent back. Almost to break. Bending further. Till break.
“Taught.” She started, coiling further until she willingly buckled, folding underneath, folding under herself. “To break.” Uncoiled. Again. Felt skin. Felt bones, press, how strangers pressed, on stomach. Walked around, retracing path. Four steps up. Six steps right. Black room, black room. Looked to Zona. Slowly walked to her. Stood above her, but bent down. Ran fingers down stomach, down markings. Stared. “In black room.” Birds. They called. “Body not Mala’s, but strangers." Give and take. Give and take. Give and take. Give, take, break.
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Nov 26, 2015 16:52:13 GMT
Zona watched for a moment as the girl began to bend in half and do who knows what with her body. Zona was a bit confused at Mala's words but felt she understood at the same time. Sitting up some Zona leaned over some and stared down at the ground, "Not yours but theirs right?" Zona asked, wanting to just come out and ask the question that had been on her mind but feeling like it still wasn't the time for it. She just needed to know a little more, just that one key word... once she knew that. Well... The two would have just that much more in common. She stared at the ground as both her question and her memories began to swim in her head. She wanted to ask, and for some reason she wanted to tell, but... No, not yet. If the girl asked about it then the story would be told if not to bad then. "It's not fun when that happens..." Zona said in a soft voice, still staring at the ground.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Zona leaned up. Avoided eyes. Stared at ground. Looked into it, perhaps, asking earth to swallow her. To return her. To make body hers again. But her body had been returned. But not all? Maybe, some had lingered. With strangers. Holding back. Preventing whole. Mala bent her head, interested. Inclined. Reached for woman’s hand. Grasped it. Looked at palm. Then at woman.
“Understand?” Mala asked. Traced pattern in creases. Body stiff beneath fingertips. Hesitant. Fear? No. Cautious? Couldn’t place. But understand? Perhaps. Mala lowered eyes. Bent forward. Kissed Zona’s palm."Body." Felt others unease, something, hidden—crawling, beneath skin. "It whispers." Mala drew away, tilted head, and spoke. “So Speak.”
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Nov 29, 2015 0:53:18 GMT
Zona looked over to the girl some as Mala said to speak. This girl was good with reading body language, and Zona was kind of letting it all out too, so that probably helped some... Looking back at the ground for a moment she sighed, before turning back to the girl, "I need to know... What exactly happened in that room? If it's what I think happened... Well... Well I just need to know." Zona said as she stared at the girl, not with anger or curiosity in her eyes, but a bit of sadness and despair. Zona wanted to know what happened.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Woman sad. Woman, pained? Understood. So why asked? Or maybe not understood? Mala tilted head. Still held hand. Held by fingers. Wanted to know? Needed? Why need? What gain, from knowing? No need. No loss. No gain. So why? Mala frowned. Stood straighter, confused. “Sex.” Stated, indifferently. “What else?” What gain from knowing? Unless, did woman want? Did woman want body? Crouching, Mala tensed. Leaned over figure. Tilted head. Forehead, furrowing. Rested hand against thigh. Looked pained. Despair, why? No want body? Thought ugly? No want? “Why sad?” She inquired, leaning forward. “Body work still. If want. Don’t mind you. You can touch.”
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Nov 29, 2015 16:17:30 GMT
"That's what I thought..." Zona said as she looked down at the ground after Mala answered. What the girl said next made Zona blush slightly, "Oh, No... No, no no... I don't- You don't- I didn't mean it like that... Just... No." Zona said as she pushed herself back some, adding a bit of distance between her and Mala. She looked up to the sky for a moment before letting out a long sigh, "Sad... I'm sad because I know what its like. Because I haven't met another person who has been through the same thing as me. Sad because there are so many of the sick bastards out there doing who knows what to innocent people." Zona said as she narrowed her eyes and balled up her hands, giving the ground a cold hard stare. "That drat man took two years out of my life that I can never get back..." Zona said as memories began to flood her brain, causing her stare to go from icy cold to a soft and longing stare. Zona flopped back down on the ground as she stared up at the sky, "The bastards in this drat city..." She added as she closed her eyes.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Woman moved away. Mala stayed. Watched. Unsure of why sad. Did she get painful strangers? Many strangers, for Mala. Many painful. But some. Some were gentle. Made her feel. Took body. Shaped it. Helped small hands turn big. Gave pleasure. Yet others. Others broke. Bent. Carved. Hurt. Mala straightened. Woman’s fist clenched, breath, labored, then slow. Returned to earth. To be buried. To be forgotten. Cursed strangers. Mala crouched over. Peered down. Inspected. Brushed hand against Woman’s cheek. Felt warmth. Tingle of flesh. Stared down at closed eyes. Then bent down. Pressed lips against forehead. Like gentle strangers. And lingered.
Then, backed away. “Its alright.” Slid down to earth. “Over now.”
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Dec 1, 2015 14:18:58 GMT
Zona froze as the woman kissed her forehead and her eyes shot open. Just as Zona was about to push the girl off what her next words were made Zona freeze. Zona let out a sigh as she lightly closed her eyes, "Maybe... But you can never forget about it..." Zona said as she let out another sigh. She let her memories stay for a moment, just swirling around in her head before she sat back up some and ran her fingers through her hair, as though she was trying to push the thoughts from her mind now. "I guess your right though... It is over now." Zona added as she looked over to the girl and let a small smile out.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Woman, not convinced. Claimed to not forget. Not wrong. Part of life. Part of body. Part of mind. But over. Woman agreed. But smile. Sad. Hurt. Mala curled up. Tilted head. Held out hand, poked woman’s stomach.
“Body yours. You hunt.” Mala moved to the bow. Ran finger across shape. Remembered how stick hit target. How lodged into wood. Pointed top, digging, taking, skin. Then woman. How powerful. How free. Looked back to woman. “You, no longer prey.”
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Dec 6, 2015 19:28:53 GMT
"Ya your right." Zona said with another smile, this time a real genuine one. She continued to smile as she pulled her bow off from around her shoulder. Zona held the bow up to the sun as she stared at it, running her one hand over it. "Learning how to use this thing really helped... And I may be good with it but I know I can always be better, but still... This got me out of a lot of dung that happened." Zona smiled, still staring at it. Thinking back to it thing in her life started to look up once she found her first bow, even if it technically wasn't hers... "Besides, its fun to shot at things with this." Zona added as she gripped the bow a bit tighter.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Woman pulled out weapon. Pointed toward sun. Mala approached. Ran hand across bow. Felt smooth surface under fingers. Kiss, cold. Wanted warmth. Wanted blood. Woman Claimed fun, and Mala brightened. “We hunt one day.” Standing on knees, Mala straightened. “You, with this.” Hand once again touched the object. Ran across, then looked to Zona. “And me.” Mala smiled, pointed to mouth. “With tooth and bone.”
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Dec 8, 2015 16:27:18 GMT
Zona smirked some as she sat up and looked over to the woman, "So your more of a hand to hand type of fighter hu." She smiled, standing up in the process, "Well if ya wan't we could do that now. Go and find some rabbits or what not, get some dinner. Then we could head of to the market, grab some sides and head back to my place. I can cook us up somethin' then." Zona said with a smile as she placed her bow back over her shoulder, she could go for some rabbit tonight, that or deer. She hadn't had that in a while.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Other offered hunt. Mala crouched, nodded. “Want hunt.” Looked to clothes and hair. Inclined head. Pushed hair into cloth. Wrapped around neck. Fastened tightly. Sniffed ground. Inspected earth. Straightened. “If hunt, animal, close.” Ran toward tree. Pulled out bone, tiny, from top bindings. “Want chase?” Mala asked, grinned.
Post by Zona K. Noakes on Dec 12, 2015 17:16:04 GMT
Zona smirked some as Mala pushed aside the hair and said something about an animal being near. Pushing herself off from the ground Zona grabbed her bow, stood tall and stretched. She was on the ground for too long... Turning she smiled some, "How about you get that first one. I'll get the next. We can go from there." Zona said as she grabbed a nearby branch and pulled herself up into the tree, were she then sat and readied her bow.
Badger: The cuss you are. Mr. Fox: The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me? Badger: No, you cussing with me? Mr. Fox: Don't cussing point at me! Badger: If you're gonna cuss with somebody, you're not gonna cuss with me, you little cuss! Mr. Fox: You're not gonna cuss with me! -Fantastic Mr.Fox (2009)
Nodded. Mala crouched low. Searched for scent, for traces, again. Muscles tensed. Earth shook, or maybe just Mala? Dirt pressed against palms, tugging in the direction of prey. Of kill. Barred teeth, shoulders pushing back. Scratched at ground, then ran. Wind, pressed against face. Bushes, threatening to scratch, but knew to avoid, to dodge. And then, appeared. Rabbit, tiny, eating greens. Alert, but calm. Mala stalked. Lingered. Rounded way. Wanted to lead back to Zona. Wanted to show. Wanted to kill, for her.
Rabbit stood, looked around. Prey knew Mala was there, and ran. Chase began. Prey darted between bushes, between logs. Mala took out bone. Summoned rat skeleton. Chased. Leading back to Zona. When near, Mala pounced. Teeth barred, clutched rabbit. Bit down. Bones, crushing, but still alive. Unable to move. Approached Zona on all fours. Lay twitching rabbit at foot of tree, tilted neck. Climbed branches, sat next to Zona. Leaned, wanting to see. Wanting to watch.
“Caught.” Mala spoke. Wiped blood from mouth, watching woman, and her object.
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