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driftfleet2019-06-12 08:54 pm
nightroadsaint) wrote in driftfleet2019-06-12 08:54 pm
Entry tags:
Action/video
Who: Abel Nightroad
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Abel is communing with the planet
When: All month long for June
Notes: General catch-all for June
I.) The Vanakaliva Islands / Planetwide Library System
[When Abel arrived on the surface of the planet, he immediately went to one of the resorts to hit the beautiful beaches and went camping out, sleeping outside, cooking over a campfire or fetch food from the resorts to stock up, to enjoy the warm weather and take pictures to put in his journals of the places his visit. He hikes to all the wild places, went sight-seeing to the cities, but the beach is his favorite warm place to read and write his books to watch the sunset and the distant stars in the night sky, and just enjoy his solitude like a hermit he is.
Afterward, he can be seen in the libraries of this world, visiting the civic places, the malls, museums, borrowing books and media, perusing them, and then take them back to read on the beaches near the resorts. Whatever money he earns, it goes on his shopping spree or whatever his ship needs.]
II.) The Singing Planet / Video
[The song he hears in his mind and tugging at his emotions made him restless. The song leads him to a pool, and from there, he found a trunk containing a lot of mementos from his homeworld. One of them is his colt gun, which he thought went long missing since his adventure drifting into space begins. Other than that, among the inventory were his clothes, a lot of credits to spend, and wet books, but within some of the books, tuck deeply inside are photographs, miraculously dry due to being tucked inside. They are pictures of his loved ones and friends back home. The discovery of the trunk containing his belongings and keepsake is outlandish and if anything absurd, but he came to the conclusion that the singing planet is sentient and is able to put anything from another dimension...at least, basing on what he gathered from the locals about world travelers and the history of this planet.
Still, receiving the photograph of his friends, his sister who is his last remaining family, it did strike a chord within him, a gentle reminder that he has unfinished business back home in his world. He felt homesick. He figured this is a sign, being a man of the cloth, that he will go home soon. He's a priest and very intuitive like that. It's a matter of when and divine timing, and soon and he should pray for a safe return home.
Hours later, the video is playing with a beach in the background. The sun is setting over the ocean, with palm trees, swaying in the breeze. In the video, Abel is playing a variety of instruments, namely a guitar at times, and then at times a flute. Most of the songs he sings are oldies goldies and folk-songs near a campfire, where he cooks his dinner.]
I can hear the planet singing. So many wonderful songs. I think I'll enjoy playing songs for this world as we share many. At least share a few songs with the planet's memory, before I return home someday.
[As Abel never wanted to leave the beach and this singing planet. At least, not too soon.]
III.) Wildcard!
[Abel is on the planet having a vacation. Feel to join him for an adventure and explore. Send a text or a video! Open to all, just throw a starter.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Abel is communing with the planet
When: All month long for June
Notes: General catch-all for June
I.) The Vanakaliva Islands / Planetwide Library System
[When Abel arrived on the surface of the planet, he immediately went to one of the resorts to hit the beautiful beaches and went camping out, sleeping outside, cooking over a campfire or fetch food from the resorts to stock up, to enjoy the warm weather and take pictures to put in his journals of the places his visit. He hikes to all the wild places, went sight-seeing to the cities, but the beach is his favorite warm place to read and write his books to watch the sunset and the distant stars in the night sky, and just enjoy his solitude like a hermit he is.
Afterward, he can be seen in the libraries of this world, visiting the civic places, the malls, museums, borrowing books and media, perusing them, and then take them back to read on the beaches near the resorts. Whatever money he earns, it goes on his shopping spree or whatever his ship needs.]
II.) The Singing Planet / Video
[The song he hears in his mind and tugging at his emotions made him restless. The song leads him to a pool, and from there, he found a trunk containing a lot of mementos from his homeworld. One of them is his colt gun, which he thought went long missing since his adventure drifting into space begins. Other than that, among the inventory were his clothes, a lot of credits to spend, and wet books, but within some of the books, tuck deeply inside are photographs, miraculously dry due to being tucked inside. They are pictures of his loved ones and friends back home. The discovery of the trunk containing his belongings and keepsake is outlandish and if anything absurd, but he came to the conclusion that the singing planet is sentient and is able to put anything from another dimension...at least, basing on what he gathered from the locals about world travelers and the history of this planet.
Still, receiving the photograph of his friends, his sister who is his last remaining family, it did strike a chord within him, a gentle reminder that he has unfinished business back home in his world. He felt homesick. He figured this is a sign, being a man of the cloth, that he will go home soon. He's a priest and very intuitive like that. It's a matter of when and divine timing, and soon and he should pray for a safe return home.
Hours later, the video is playing with a beach in the background. The sun is setting over the ocean, with palm trees, swaying in the breeze. In the video, Abel is playing a variety of instruments, namely a guitar at times, and then at times a flute. Most of the songs he sings are oldies goldies and folk-songs near a campfire, where he cooks his dinner.]
I can hear the planet singing. So many wonderful songs. I think I'll enjoy playing songs for this world as we share many. At least share a few songs with the planet's memory, before I return home someday.
[As Abel never wanted to leave the beach and this singing planet. At least, not too soon.]
III.) Wildcard!
[Abel is on the planet having a vacation. Feel to join him for an adventure and explore. Send a text or a video! Open to all, just throw a starter.]
II - [action!]
Is it singing what you're playing? Curious minds want to know. I can hear the songs myself, but I wonder if we're hearing the same thing.
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Hello, how are you? The planet seem to like it. It's an old folk song I know from my homeworld. So what I'm doing is a fair exchange of thought. One song for another.
I believe so, I have heard it too. It was strange, like I hear it in my mind. I don't find it strange at all. Telepathy, they call it? I think that's what it called.
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That's a generous thought. The place seemed so eager to play out for us, though I've never heard of anything like it in my time. Grim reapers, angels, demons, ships visiting other worlds, machines what can see right through you... I've seen many things, but I can truly say this is a first.
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In deep thought.]
Indeed it was. I suppose we can't think so small. There are many worlds in the universe that holds life and in some of those worlds, that I discovered, there are civilizations. I wrote of my visits and my studies in those worlds in a journal.
[He noticed the Undertaker is keeping his distance.]
How is your recovery? Has it been going well? You know, I was making smores over the campfire. Would you like to sit down? I can make some smores for you. I even have tea if you would like something to drink.
[Abel enjoys having company with a guest.]
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I think I will, since you're so kind and of a mind to offer. Thank you. The recovery went as well as expected. I haven't yet gotten over just how much of the world I've been missing all this time, but it helps that I can see better now than I ever did. So much detail.
[He reaches down with a long fingernail and makes meaningless shapes in the sand at his feet, marveling at the grains of sand there.]
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[As the other man sat next to him, Abel throw a few sticks to feed the embers of the campfire to keep the fire going.
In no time, Abel has given him a smore sandwich, with melted marshmallows and a chocolate, and a cup of tea already mixed with milk and sugar.]
Be careful it's hot! But enjoy. If there is anything you like, I got sandwiches, snacks, and even noodle cups for my noodle fix.
[It's such a nice evening just to enjoy the beach and the sunset with balmy weather.]
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Jokes like that, eh? Oh, I like you. We'll get along just fine. [He accepted the smore and held it between his fingers, long nails helping where needed, until it cooled enough to take his first bite. And ohh it was wonderful. Way too sweet and just as gooey as he had hoped it would be.]
Keep making these like you do and you might have the makings of a decent sweets shop. If ever you decide to take that into a business, I do believe I'll be one of your first customers.
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[Abel is humbly apologetic of it, but he is good humored and silly like that. Still, pleased that he's entertaining his guest and friend, Abel sipped on his cup of tea, which he puts ice to chill on this summer evening.
There's a cup of tea for the Undertaker to to help wash down. There are chilled drinks that Abel puts in the portable cooler he can help himself too. All the snacks and food to share and go around.]
You think so? A man like myself don't have enough funds for such a dream. With a vows of poverty and all.
[Since Abel is quiet optimistic that the fleet will return him home someday.]
Would be nice to set up a shop in a world like this one someday. And in my store, there would be a tea corner to invite guest and friends. If I could settle some affairs in my world, then I'll think about it. Now that would be my ideal of peace once I decide to retire from my station.
What about you? [To clarify.] Got a plan something like that?
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[He'll accept the tea, cold though it is, and sip at it slowly once his hands are clean again. Smores are delicious, but terribly messy.] You might not yet, but you could start somewhere if that was what you wanted. Very few in this world are born with resources enough to get them anything they need at the drop of a hat.
[He nods at the thought. It'd be nice enough to retire. Actually retire, for once.] I've thought about it, now and then, but it's all wishful thinking. What would I do with myself if I had nothing to do?