OTA | Sending Crystal

[alankazam]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Alan
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Maybe y'all should keep closer track of your crystals
WHEN: Waves hands vaguely
WHERE: Everywhere
NOTES: Jack away...I'm sure there's a better way to phrase that

Hello, little rock.

You ask so many questions. All day, all night, and in all voices. What's worse than dying? Who are elves? How do you kiss one?

Listen to me: I can ask questions too. What are stars made of? Who put them there? Do you think they must have been very, very tall?

And — Who do you belong to?

Comments

[doneisdone]

What in the name of Maferath's balls are you on about.

[gatheringstorm]

[She almost ignores this, but that voice sounds vaguely familiar and gives her pause.]

...Aran--no, wait, Alan. Alan? Is that you?

[blessedmaiden]

Only items belong to someone, sentient beings... how can you 'own' another person?

[provenforce]

Stars are luminous spheres of plasma, most of them are billions of light years away. As for who put them there, well. Depends on who you ask.

[at least she's assuming science here is the same as science at home. maybe they're made out of glowing cats she wouldn't know.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh my god. [Oh no please Church do not confound the poor weirdo even more.]

Most of those questions aren't bad questions, and I don't fucking belong to anyone, thanks. [Not anymore, technically.] Do you belong to someone?

[anacardiaceae]

[ Pamelia's accent is very Rivaini. ]

I think perhaps you are a bit confused.

[ Since his replies to others seem to indicate... ]

None of the voices you hear from the crystal are inside of them. The crystal is merely a tool for communication.

Maybe the stars were put there by whatever exists on the other side of them.

[justice_is_blond]

I belong to myself. As do you.

[circleprodigy]

I belong to the Grey Wardens, if anyone. What of yourself?

[nonsibi]

You figure out the rock yet?



[e.g., how it's not actually talking.]

[arlathvhen]

Long ago, the earth gave Elgar'nan, the first Elvhen god, gifts of life. Fantastic creatures and flowers. The sun saw, and became jealous, deciding to burn all these gifts into ash. Elgar'nan fought with the sun and the blood that the sun spilled became the stars.

[ Thoughtful pause. ]

I belong to the Dalish. To my clan.

[obi_wanmanshow]

Stars are mostly made of hydrogen plasma.

[This said dryly.]

No one put them in the sky, they were-- born there, for lack of a better term.

forever late, so sorry

[universal_charm]

Gas. Stars are made of gas and dust.

_{[ Literal answer is literal. SCIENCE! ]}

Not sure about that last one, though.