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[themuseabandonsyou]

[ It's early November when Orpheus posts to the network again, this time sitting cross-legged on the floor of his bedroom with his guitar in his lap and the Omni propped up in front of him. The camera catches him leaning back after having set it to broadcast, and he waves as the recording starts. ]

Hi, everyone! I'm Orpheus, and, I thought of something that might be nice for us to do together? I know we're all busy building new lives here, but I don't think that means we have to forget the places we came from completely, or leave those memories behind. Unless you want to? That's fair too.

[ He pauses briefly, looking thoughtful and a little solemn as he considers that, before shaking his head and getting himself back on track.]

But! In my experience a big part of any place a person calls home is the stories that people tell there and the songs they sing, and it seems like it might be nice to share those with each other, as a way of giving each other a glimpse into where we came from, and of preserving them for the future. It can be anything you want to tell us about, whether it's a piece of history or a legend or a song or even a nursery rhyme you like. You don't have to share anything if you don't want to, of course, but I'd really love to hear anything and everything people are willing to add.

[ OOC: This is a mingle post! Please feel free to comment on other peoples' additions and otherwise tag around. ]

Comments

[laminae]

You got a point, there. Normal starts being, what's it called, relative when you see all kinds of normal through thousands of years.

[themuseabandonsyou]

Right. Mister Hermes once told me that keeping up with mortal fashion on its own was like having a full-time job in itself, and that's just clothes. It probably stops seeming worth it to try to stay on top of everything to try to blend in after a while.

[ He pauses, thinking. ]

That doesn't explain why they couldn't tell me what they look like when they're not human? But I'm sure there were reasons.

[laminae]

Ha ha yeah, that'd be a lot. It's gotta seem pointless to put the effort in after a while.

Maybe? Who knows, man. It's probably better not spending all your time wondering. People are gonna do what they want, even when they're unknowable cosmic beings.

[themuseabandonsyou]

It's true. And I guess I probably won't get the chance to ask them about it again, anyway.

[ He pauses, going solemn for a moment as he thinks about that, before remembering something. ]

Although I guess sometimes gods do wind up here, too? Or at least they did in Deerington. But it's probably not worth counting on.

[laminae]

Yeah. This place seems really similar to Deerington, but it probably isn't a good idea to assume it's the exact same. Gods might not show up here, who knows.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus nods, looking a little distant. ]

It wouldn't make as much sense for them, I think, as for us? Falling asleep and wandering into a dream is one thing. Winding up in a whole other world is another.

[ He sighs. ]

I'm happy, here. Being in this place has given me the kind of second chance that I wouldn't even let myself dream of, before. But it's still hard not to think about all the people I'll probably never see again, sometimes.