Glimmer, glitter, shine...

[thecanopycrew]

| characters | Everyone!

| date/time | March 15, all day

| location | First Floor

| rating | Currently G

| summary | A flash of light, and a new adventure.


LIGHT

Warmth, love and kindness.
The Life Stream glimmers and glitters with joy, swirls of shimmering dust dancing around the ray of life.
It was time for new ones to test their wings.


One by one, new adventurers now arrive in the Tree. As one gain wings and rises to the second floor, another light brings in the next person. Soon, a steady stream of people from all kinds of worlds, times and realities come to join the others. Whether confused, angry, excited or scared, your arrival is welcomed with nothing but joy as the fireflies and glow worms descend to greet their new friends.

The Tree offers no explanation and no reason, but the truth is undeniable.

As you will soon realize, it isn't easy to be tiny.

Comments

[ungirlish]

[There's no better way to sum it up, really; thinking and planning and plotting is a luxury for when you have the element of surprise. Given that they know barely anything about anything here, they need someone decisive and smart.

Damn it, this is going to be hard and she's a little worried about what they're going to do until then.] True, but also lowers possibility of finding someone worthy. What if all are soldiers or civilians, and no leaders? What if something happens before we find decent leader?

Think we will have to learn to step up, just in case. Do not like idea, but least know what we both want in leaders, so know what to aim for.

[millionyearsentence]

[ That's true. She scratches the back of her head for a few moments before replying. ]

Well, if we're desperate, I don't mind. [ But only if there isn't anyone else. ] I'm a bit more worried about Ramiel. He hasn't been functioning very well since we came here, and people don't like him for some reason.

[ Maybe it's a cultural thing, but she doesn't see any issue. ]

[ungirlish]

Do not worry, would not leave you to shoulder burden alone and unwilling. And hopefully will not need leader until long after one is found...

As for friend? [Humming almost playfully, Chora rolls her head from side to side in thought before promptly tipping over her perch until she's upside down again.] What exactly is meant by 'functioning very well'? Cannot help with no wings, but if is simple matter of charisma, might be able to teach him how to come off less standoffish.

Perhaps. If he is willing to learn, 'course. [OH MY GOD] Friend of ally is also ally until shows as otherwise.

[millionyearsentence]

[ She doesn't expect any less of Chora, so much of her words are simply acknowledged without much statement.

The last sentence, however, is met with a sharp chuckle. Wyrden isn't the sort to laugh too long, so this is all she will give. ]

Thanks, man. [ IT'S TEMPTING, BUT... ] But he's an android, so there's some programming thing going on there. If we'd had Julien or some other Citizen here, they'd be able to do stuff. Right now, I'm just improvising.

[ A sigh. How troublesome. ]

He doesn't get wings, too, for some reason. Maybe it's just some.... eh, robot thing.

[ Even though he has a human body... but she doesn't know that. He's practically a lobotomized human. ]