This/Survivors song/Part 2 - Revision history

Apheori at 07:24, 5 January 2017

2017-01-05T07:24:49Z

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	Coraline slides back down into the bottom of the boat, curling around Thimble protectively, and Dreams.		Coraline slides back down into the bottom of the boat, curling around Thimble protectively, and Dreams.

	: ''The snow is falling wetly around you, draping a soggy blanket across the landscape, drooping off of fencelines, hanging over edges of trees and roofs alike. The town looks deserted. The tracks are as snowy as anything.		<div class="dream">

	~~: ''You wipe some~~ snow off ~~your head and it melts in trickles around your fingers~~, ~~dripping down your neck~~ and ~~back, slipping beneath your coat~~.		The snow is falling wetly around you, draping a soggy blanket across the landscape, drooping off of fencelines, hanging over edges of trees and roofs alike. The town looks deserted. The tracks are as snowy as anything.

	~~: ''There are trolls~~ around, ~~but they will be dulled by the cold. They don't like the wet especially. Babies' eyes. Running late. You don't need to hurry. You can afford to stop~~.		You wipe some snow off your head and it melts in trickles around your fingers, dripping down your neck and back, slipping beneath your coat.

	: ''You can afford to stop.		There are trolls around, but they will be dulled by the cold. They don't like the wet especially. Babies' eyes. Running late. You don't need to hurry. You can afford to stop.

	~~: ''~~You ~~step onto the station porch and peer about, noting the wetness, the leaves blown into the corners, wet and frozen. The ticketing machines are rusted with disuse. The door is shut, locked~~.		You can afford to stop.

	~~: ''~~You ~~try it anyway. It opens with difficulty~~, ~~hinges resisting~~, ~~screaking, grating all~~ the ~~way until it sticks~~, and ~~a cloud of stale air drifts out~~. ~~It doesn't want to~~. ~~It doesn't want you here~~.		You step onto the station porch and peer about, noting the wetness, the leaves blown into the corners, wet and frozen. The ticketing machines are rusted with disuse. The door is shut, locked.

	~~: ''"Down here~~,~~" Agata's voice says~~, ~~inside~~, ~~drifting~~ out ~~of corners~~. ~~"You~~'ll want to ~~see this~~."		You try it anyway. It opens with difficulty, hinges resisting, screaking, grating all the way until it sticks, and a cloud of stale air drifts out. It doesn't want to. It doesn't want you here.

	: '~~'The door is only partially open, only a little. You push through regardless, squeezing past handle and frame~~, ~~into the darkness full of shapes: boxes stacked in the gloom~~, ~~leering frames~~ of ~~cabinets, drawers hanging open, spiderwebs gaping, empty~~. You ~~are neither spider nor fly. It is all already over~~.		"Down here," Agata's voice says, inside, drifting out of corners. "You'll want to see this."

	~~: ''~~The darkness ~~hangs like a sieve~~.		The door is only partially open, only a little. You push through regardless, squeezing past handle and frame, into the darkness full of shapes: boxes stacked in the gloom, leering frames of cabinets, drawers hanging open, spiderwebs gaping, empty. You are neither spider nor fly. It is all already over.

	: ''"Down here," Agata repeats, driftingly, distant. You follow the voice, twisting through the maze, turning the corners between stacks, deeper and deeper. It is a labyrinth, silent as the grave, stuffy. The ~~door stops you suddenly, looming up around~~ a corner all at once, set into a wall, ordinary, plain. Standard industry handle. Standard frame painted the same as the walls. Walls, barren, unnotable. No windows. You touch it and the surface vibrates. The paint stirs, bubbles, shifts. It is rough, but not, trembling.		The darkness hangs like a sieve.

	~~: ''~~The handle ~~turns easily~~.		"Down here," Agata repeats, driftingly, distant. You follow the voice, twisting through the maze, turning the corners between stacks, deeper and deeper. It is a labyrinth, silent as the grave, stuffy. The door stops you suddenly, looming up around a corner all at once, set into a wall, ordinary, plain. Standard industry handle. Standard frame painted the same as the walls. Walls, barren, unnotable. No windows. You touch it and the surface vibrates. The paint stirs, bubbles, shifts. It is rough, but not, trembling.

	: ''Beyond is only darkness, deep, looming, empty. Voices in the shadows. Singing in the depths. Echoes. It goes on and on, but there is only nothing within its depths. It goes down, but the light stops at the threshold. Darkness, darkness, darkness.		The handle turns easily.

	~~: ''"You'll want to see this~~,~~" Agata repeats~~, the ~~same words~~, the ~~same voice, suddenly loud~~, ~~right in front of you~~, ~~all around~~.		Beyond is only darkness, deep, looming, empty. Voices in the shadows. Singing in the depths. Echoes. It goes on and on, but there is only nothing within its depths. It goes down, but the light stops at the threshold. Darkness, darkness, darkness.

	: '~~'The doorway~~, ~~hanging open~~, ~~beckons~~, ~~inviting. The darkness beyond hints at shapes~~, ~~ordered columns, singing against the black~~, ~~and beyond it~~, ~~more~~.		"You'll want to see this," Agata repeats, the same words, the same voice, suddenly loud, right in front of you, all around.

	~~: ''~~You almost try to step forward, but then you can't. You can't move, instead finding yourself frozen in uncertainty and fear, paralysing, pulling you down as the dream dissolves around you, pulling, pulling, pulling, reaching, grasping.		The doorway, hanging open, beckons, inviting. The darkness beyond hints at shapes, ordered columns, singing against the black, and beyond it, more.

			You almost try to step forward, but then you can't. You can't move, instead finding yourself frozen in uncertainty and fear, paralysing, pulling you down as the dream dissolves around you, pulling, pulling, pulling, reaching, grasping.

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	CORALINE		CORALINE
	(mind voice)		(mind voice)
	''What the buckets would I do with an army? Especially of these. They can't even kneel properly.		''What the buckets would I do with an army? Especially of these. Look at them. They can't even kneel properly.

	AGATA		AGATA

Apheori: Perspective

2016-11-16T05:30:07Z

Perspective

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	# ''This is a children's story.		# ''This is a children's story.
	# ''Contradictions belie meaning.		# ''Contradictions belie meaning.
			# ''Shaping spells is flashy. The spells themselves need not be.
	# ''The worlds are circular. You may repeat yourself.		# ''The worlds are circular. You may repeat yourself.
	# ''Things will become clearer as you go.		# ''Things will become clearer as you go.
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	Dors grins at her and turns back toward the main room.		Dors grins at her and turns back toward the main room.

	Coraline hurries over toward her bedroom, wads up her bedding and clothes and some other supplies, and feeds those and all her books into the bag as well. Then she gets out another bag that looks much the same size as the outside and fits that into the inside of the other bag, concealing the seemingly bottomless pit within. She puts a small amount of money and another bottle in this.		Coraline hurries over toward her bedroom, wads up her bedding and clothes and some other supplies, and feeds those and all her books and other stuff into the bag as well. Then she gets out another bag that looks much the same size as the outside and fits that into the inside of the other bag, concealing the seemingly bottomless pit within. She puts a small amount of money and another bottle in this.

	Thimble is glaring down at her from a shelf.		Thimble is glaring down at her from a shelf.
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	A few of the Carriers start to follow Nolan and Jora as they pass. A few gogs skitter around the buildings, following as well.		A few of the Carriers start to follow Nolan and Jora as they pass. A few gogs skitter around the buildings, following as well.

	They come to a building with two elven tourists standing on the roof, back to back. One of them is holding a broom like a weapon. The other has a sheathed sword and seems totally uncertain ~~what to do with~~ it.		They come to a building with two elven tourists standing on the roof, back to back. One of them is holding a broom like a weapon. The other has a sheathed sword and seems totally uncertain whether he should get it out or not.

	Several Carriers are standing around the building staring up at the roof.		Several Carriers are standing around the building staring up at the roof.
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	Doranis is investigating by staring at the ground in confused horror.		Doranis is investigating by staring at the ground in confused horror.

	Nurunn is squatting by the hole. He picks up some gloop out of it and frowns.		Nurunn is squatting by the hole. He picks up some gloop out of it, sniffs it, and frowns.

	Nolan marches into the square and goes right to the soldiers. Jora follows slightly more cautiously, watching them carefully, but staying close to Nolan.		Nolan marches into the square and goes right to the soldiers. Jora follows slightly more cautiously, watching them carefully, but staying close to Nolan.
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	I see.		I see.

	Jora sighs and turns ~~around slightly~~, crouching down, sword in one hand, dagger in the other, ready to jump at the runners, but instead the earth in front of her erupts in tentacles, which reach up and grab the running Carriers before retracting entirely back into the ground, Carriers and all.		Jora sighs and turns about, crouching down, sword in one hand, dagger in the other, ready to jump at the runners, but instead the earth in front of her erupts in tentacles, which reach up and grab the running Carriers before retracting entirely back into the ground, Carriers and all.

	Nurunn runs over, sword at the ready. The soldiers shift uneasily.		Nurunn runs over, sword at the ready. The soldiers shift uneasily.
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	NURUNN		NURUNN
	They are Carriers of the Death of Souls. There is no helping them.		They are Carriers of the Death of Souls. There is no helping them.
			(casting overhead)
			{{incantation\|Guäïn adëaka käïkä.\|old\|skin all always}}

			The spell trickles over everyone in the square.

	Nurunn unceremoniously cuts the woman down, and moves on to the other amblers and rather efficiently does the same with them.		Nurunn unceremoniously cuts the woman down, and moves on to the other amblers and rather efficiently does the same with them.
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	Nolan turns back the way they came, but Nurunn grabs his hand and presses a black soulstone into it.		Nolan turns back the way they came, but Nurunn grabs his hand and presses a black soulstone into it.

	Nolan holds it up in front of his face, turning it over, staring into its depths.		Nolan holds it up in front of his face, turning it over, staring into its depths, and then pulls another one out of his pocket.

	NOLAN		NOLAN
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	JORA		JORA
	~~Nolan?~~		Why do you have...

	NOLAN		NOLAN
			(holding up the first one)
	He wants to see how I react to this. If I'm a Carrier.		He wants to see how I react to this. If I'm a Carrier.

	JORA		JORA
	You're not. Right?		You're not. Right?

			Nolan puts the black soulstones over his ears.

	NOLAN		NOLAN
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	It's... singing?		It's... singing?

	~~Nolan hands the soulstone back, looking almost confused~~.		Nurunn just stares at him.

	~~Nurunn just stares at him~~.		Nolan hands the soulstones back, looking almost confused.

	Jora marches over, pulls another black soulstone out of her pocket, and waves it at Nurunn.		Jora marches over, pulls another black soulstone out of her pocket, and waves it at Nurunn.
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	He doesn't ''have'' a normal setting. If he did, we wouldn't even be here. Or maybe we would be here, and we'd all be dead. I don't...		He doesn't ''have'' a normal setting. If he did, we wouldn't even be here. Or maybe we would be here, and we'd all be dead. I don't...

	She glances at the soulstone uncertainly, and then notices Nolan already heading off back the way they came.		She glances at the second soulstone uncertainly, and then notices Nolan already heading off back the way they came.

	JORA		JORA
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	She drops the other soulstone, too, and runs after Nolan to catch up.		She drops the other soulstone, too, and runs after Nolan to catch up.

			Nurunn frowns after her and picks up the black soulstones.

	JORA		JORA
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	The drowners snuggle her legs and crawl up around her.		The drowners snuggle her legs and crawl up around her.

	Coraline addresses the drowners, and this time notices as her voice changes, becoming looser, huskier.		Coraline addresses the drowners, and this time notices as her voice changes, becoming looser, huskier. Alien.

	CORALINE		CORALINE
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	Vardaman shoves her away in surprise, backing into the bar, and grabs a knife out of his boot.		Vardaman shoves her away in surprise, backing into the bar, and grabs a knife out of his boot.

	Coraline turns into the chaos of the dying barfight that's suddenly all around her, sucks ~~an ash demon~~ right ~~into nothing~~, and then grabs a random guy and devours his soul as well, tearing it away in faint swathes of glimmering light. It holds him up even as his legs give out under him, and then it's gone, and he collapses before her like a sack of joints.		Coraline turns into the chaos of the dying barfight that's suddenly all around her, sucks something right out of the air, and then grabs a random guy and devours his soul as well, tearing it away in faint swathes of glimmering light. It holds him up even as his legs give out under him, and then it's gone, and he collapses before her like a sack of joints.

	Around her, some, but not all, of the chaos dies down all too abruptly as a few folks stop and stare, and others run away. A few jostle. The barkeeper runs after someone else, not paying attention.		Around her, some, but not all, of the chaos dies down all too abruptly as a few folks stop and stare, and others run away. A few jostle. The barkeeper runs after someone else, not paying attention.

Apheori: Better

2016-11-07T04:32:25Z

Better

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	# ''This is a children's story.		# ''This is a children's story.
	# ''Contradictions belie meaning.		# ''Contradictions belie meaning.
	~~# ''Some people will always need help. That does not mean they are not worth helping.~~
	# ''The worlds are circular. You may repeat yourself.		# ''The worlds are circular. You may repeat yourself.
	# ''Things will become clearer as you go.		# ''Things will become clearer as you go.
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	CORALINE		CORALINE
	But what... what are they doing?		But what... what are they doing?
	What are they waiting for?		What are they waiting for?

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	Thimble continues to glare at her with his perpetually angry face.		Thimble continues to glare at her with his perpetually angry face.

	Coraline gives him an irate look and reaches up and carries him off, and then grabs her bag and heads back toward the window, which she proceeds to fall out of.		Coraline gives him an irate look and reaches up and carries him off, and then grabs her bag and heads back toward the window, which she proceeds to fall out of, breaking the pane of glass on the ground in the process.


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	A few of the Carriers start to follow Nolan and Jora as they pass. A few gogs skitter around the buildings, following as well.		A few of the Carriers start to follow Nolan and Jora as they pass. A few gogs skitter around the buildings, following as well.

			They come to a building with two elven tourists standing on the roof, back to back. One of them is holding a broom like a weapon. The other has a sheathed sword and seems totally uncertain what to do with it.

			Several Carriers are standing around the building staring up at the roof.

			ELF WITH BROOM
			You! You're alive! Help?

			Jora slows, looking up at them.

			NOLAN
			No.

			Nolan tugs at Jora's sleeve to keep her going.

			JORA
			Stay put. You should be safe up there.

			ELF WITH BROOM
			But...

			As they continue on, the Carriers around the building turn to follow them, instead.


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	</screenplay>		</screenplay>

	=== ~~Waypoints~~ ===		=== Mother of zombies ===

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	You need to sleep. Properly. Also eat. This part of the river is going to take navigating.		You need to sleep. Properly. Also eat. This part of the river is going to take navigating.


	~~INT. Blocky structure - lodgement floor~~

	~~It is a large, blocky room, full of blocks.~~

	Kit and Erry are sitting on chairs (blocks) at a table (a block), amidst many other tables (blocks) in an entire room full of tables (blocks). Nolan is sitting on the table. Jora is standing nearby. A gog is hanging from the ceiling. They are all holding blocks that have turned out to be rations. Only Nolan and the two gogs have started eating any.

	~~Erry has a block on her head.~~

	~~JORA~~
	~~I've secured the floor. All empty, nothing hostile here, at least.~~

	~~NOLAN~~
	~~And the other floors?~~

	~~JORA~~
	~~Not yet. We'll need to find out how many there are, clear them too. See if there's a way out, see if anything else goes anywhere. If we are truly stuck here, know what it is we are stuck with.~~

	~~Nolan nods.~~

	~~JORA~~
	This one appears to be all lodgement. Probably military of some sort, very basic, but efficient accommodations and support for up to a few thousand. A lot of it doesn't work, but we do have food and water.

	~~NOLAN~~
	~~And air. For now.~~

	~~KIT~~
	~~Do we have any idea what it was all for?~~

	~~ERRY~~
	~~Blocks.~~

	~~KIT~~
	~~Ugggh.~~
	~~(tapping his ration block uncertainly)~~
	~~Are we ''absolutely'' certain this is food?~~

	~~NOLAN~~
	~~Yes.~~

	~~Erry slips off her block chair and heads for the door.~~

	~~</screenplay>~~

	~~=== Mother of zombies ===~~

	~~<screenplay>~~

	EXT. River Lenn shore - evening		EXT. River Lenn shore - evening
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	Later, a bar fight half-heartedly breaks out behind them. It's mostly non-violent, but involves a lot of yelling and an alarming amount of drink spills. Coraline and Vardaman are still talking, and scooted over toward the far end of the bar to get away from it. Over here, signs on the walls seem to predominantly say things along the lines of 'I swear to drunk I am not the gods' and 'I'm not as think as you drunk I am.'		Later, a bar fight half-heartedly breaks out behind them. It's mostly non-violent, but involves a lot of yelling and an alarming amount of drink spills. Coraline and Vardaman are still talking, and scooted over toward the far end of the bar to get away from it. Over here, signs on the walls seem to predominantly say things along the lines of 'I swear to drunk I am not the gods' and 'I'm not as think as you drunk I am.'

	Coraline and Vardaman are also rather more drunk now, having ~~each~~ gone ~~through more than~~ enough alcohol to ~~kill a normal person~~, and are yelling over the noise of the fight.		Coraline and Vardaman are also rather more drunk now, having collectively gone enough alcohol to elicit some very strange looks from the bartender, and are yelling over the noise of the fight.

	The bartender is standing nearby, holding a shovel very prominently, blade up, watching the fight.		The bartender is standing nearby, holding a shovel very prominently, blade up, watching the fight.

Apheori: Smoother, maybe

2016-11-05T00:00:10Z

Smoother, maybe

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Apheori: Split out the spliiiit?

2016-11-02T19:32:55Z

Split out the spliiiit?

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