welcome sleepies, to our very first meme saturday! every month a little mod-hosted meme will go up for us to play around with admist the chaos, and this theme was chosen by popular demand! we've all heard about texts from last night, but have you heard of......
MURMURS FROM LAST NIGHT
strange things happen in the night. maybe you drink, or dream, or get high as a kite, and it's hard to hide it! especially when we're all collectively connected in a way! the rules are quite simple! you may even know them by now.
π post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
π interact.
π thrive.
π if you wish for your threads to be game canon, the sky is the limit (just make sure your thread partner is okay with it!).
π We might have some special guests later.
[A faint flicker of panic rippled through his thoughts but he was too tired to suppress it. Maybe he didn't need to hide it here? They were all changed is some way thanks to Sleep.]
...no. I wasn't entirely human before so I didn't need things like sleep or food. I still enjoyed eating sometimes though. It reminded me of when I was human and I didn't want to lose that part of himself.
[Normally that wary caution would make Sirius withdraw. It was safer that way, but his loneliness was particularly loud at night and he hesitantly answered.]
I was a mage. A being of magic tied to my human soul. My physical body was just a vessel for my magic, an empty shell with an illusion crafted from my memories to give the appearance I was still human.
[A ripple of surprise answered Cait's question, followed by a hesitant wave of gratitude.]
I'm not entirely sure. Despite being a wraith, I feel more alive than I have in years. But a part of me still feels empty without my magic. Like I'm trapped inside my body. It's ironic really, I clung to my human memories as a mage, but know that I'm human I miss my magic.
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[That's a new one.]
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...no. I wasn't entirely human before so I didn't need things like sleep or food. I still enjoyed eating sometimes though. It reminded me of when I was human and I didn't want to lose that part of himself.
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[She doesn't judge - at least, not yet. Cait approaches it with a wary caution, but not one that threatens violence.]
What were you, then, if not human?
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I was a mage. A being of magic tied to my human soul. My physical body was just a vessel for my magic, an empty shell with an illusion crafted from my memories to give the appearance I was still human.
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...how are you doing now?
[That's what's really important.]
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I'm not entirely sure. Despite being a wraith, I feel more alive than I have in years. But a part of me still feels empty without my magic. Like I'm trapped inside my body. It's ironic really, I clung to my human memories as a mage, but know that I'm human I miss my magic.