Hello?! Anybody home?

[loveofreason]

Who's here?

I've been taking a Very Long Walk. Only a light in the window has drawn me back, as I'm a sucker for a warm fire. Alas I find an eerie empty room, but there is evidence someone was very recently here.... I can almost smell ...violets.

Ghosts like violets, don't they?

As much as I like being the only person in a room and talking to myself, I sometimes wonder about other people and get a bit curious about company.

Plus I'm just a little spooked. Don't leave me here alone. If you're about, give a hoi!

 

[lightspeed]

The fire grows, and illuminates a painting on the wall.

Silence, but the warm crackling of the fire, and then...


footsteps... foot steps... the creaking of the staircase... too dark to see who...

 

[loveofreason]

Hooray! A real person and not some zombie

But what's with all the dark and spiderwebs and that mask? ......are you some eccentric artist then, all alone here and too poor to pay the utilities? .....hideously disfigured? painting memories of your childhood sweetheart? hiding everyone else in the attic?

Come forth timid creatures! Come see the light fall upon the works of your master!

 

[lightspeed]

I'm not wearing a mask. What are you talking about? The painting is a watercolor portrait of the Green Lady, by Austin Osman Spare.

The lights were only off because I was burning candles. 8 of them, all violet scented. I thought you were a spirit. Please don't mind the spider webs. I don't stay here all the time... it's just when I can get away.


You look like you've came a long way. There's some hot chocolate in the cupboard. That ought to warm you up a bit.

I will be around the fire to read in a bit, but don't mind me.

 

[loveofreason]

You're right, no mask - just shadows in my vision from staring too long into candleflame. Reminds me of a poem that begins "Can you get there by candlelight" and a story about a girl and some warp in time and how she finds herself transported into history via Candlelight, her horse, I think. Too long ago, but the kind of stuff I much loved reading.... perhaps you have a library here? And a quiet corner for travelers to read?

Mayhaps I am a summoned spirit. Can never be sure I'm real, hmmm, but the smell of chocolate ...yep, real enough to thirst. How can we know you're real, fleeting author, and not some timeless spirit composing a way station for travel weary agents of prose.

This atmosphere is conducive to slips of reality...

Tell me, what draws you to the Green Lady that she oversees us here?

 

[lightspeed]

Surely, you're not a spirit. Are you? Your cheeks are the color of rose, from the cold. I can only imagine that the blood that runs through you is warm.


This is a good hiding place. It looks abandoned, and here in the middle of the woods, with no trails leading here...? I'd say this place is about 200 years old. The exterior has degraded, as to discourage any evidence of inhabitance. However, someone has lived here in the past 80 years because it was power ready when I found it. I did risk my life to steal the power, but only a few lights still work, and most of the wall sockets are shorted.

I haven't touched the piano, as I am afraid it belonged to someone important. I've heard what I believe to be hymns played very softly, like a whisper, when I am trying to sleep. I was frightened at first, but one gets used to it, like chirping crickets comfort a country boy.

The "Green Lady" is more than a painting. It has the artist's most intimate wishes sketched underneath the surface. You asked about a library, well, there are alot of books here thrown about in no particular order. If you find a book on Discordianism or Chaos Magick lying around, let me know.

Did you bring anyone/anything else with you?

 

[loveofreason]

Hehe, I'm never alone, but when you turn to look at themdirectly, they disappear. They never speak either, but they know things. Your books sound intriguing. I bought one, my worn I Ching - the book of mutations. So excuse me if I wrap myself in conversation with the oracle. Silence is the surest sign I am in deep communication.

As to my blood, I am reptilian. I require the warmth of my environment, though fury is a good substitute, and hunger - both have been known to animate me from slumber. And my appearance is very, very deceptive. But I make a point to not destroy a host, nor disturb any older spirits that are playing out the echoes of their roles. We all hold on at times. Respect is paramount in such circumstances, though truth must not be danced around.

And I have my staff. A thing of bamboo that walks beside me on my travels. I'll rest it by the door and take a nap here, in this chair beside the fire.

 

[Zeke Johnson]

Role-playing? Fantasy communication? Avatar projection in order to form a basic foundation of communication within the realms of dream ( unconscious ). Child-like creative behaviour showing similarities to myth, generally relegated to children by modern society. Frowned upon by adults as silly and ridiculous, seperate from so called reality...

oh but it is such a thin line, they say when you transcend the ego that the inner and outer worlds merge, and there is no discernable difference.

In summary you guys are weird!

Zeke Johnson ( Ex-Captain )

 

[loveofreason]

Role-playing? Fantasy communication? Avatar projection in order to form a basic foundation of communication within the realms of dream ( unconscious ). Child-like creative behaviour showing similarities to myth, generally relegated to children by modern society. Frowned upon by adults as silly and ridiculous, seperate from so called reality...

oh but it is such a thin line, they say when you transcend the ego that the inner and outer worlds merge, and there is no discernable difference.

In summary you guys are weird!

Zeke Johnson ( Ex-Captain )

Thanks!

 

[Ermine]

INTPs are strange by definition. Having fun with role playing is perfectly acceptable.

 

[mm1991]

Exactly!
Please show me a "normal by society standards" INTP!

Everyone here is strange and weird, and if you deny it, you are a liar.

 

[Ermine]

No such thing! I am strange and glad of it. It's an INTP trait to not care for conformity, to like being eccentric.

Honestly, I don't want to be normal by society's standards. They're always fickle, and expect girls to be less intelligent (to a degree) and follow everyone else, and be a social butterfly no matter what.

INTPs are different by definition.

 

[Wisp]

Weird is good! Normal is bad!

 

[mm1991]

Yes, I agree, I'm very glad I'm not normal.