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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:22:54 GMT
Novalis has a green "as official as she'll go" dress uniform with flowers on it. She flashes a male variant of herself, the standard lanky thin hippie guy, then laughs and says "needs some work" and settles on the "chubby femininity" archtype she is well known for. With a warm smile becons me to begin.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:23:42 GMT
I slept for 10 hours in the astral and feel refreshed, still a little tired. Heard the angels discuss various things that happened to me and clarify some issues. Was good. There is CLEARLY dissonance in me but its... dealable... with if i act smart. Otherwise my heart will explode.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:24:34 GMT
This music was recommended as her.
I would pick:
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:26:09 GMT
I begin, i see myself with a wood high quality "pencil with feather" and ink in a glade. I smile at the image and shake it off. I prefer the current setting.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:42:28 GMT
1. Her kindness makes her seem daft. 2. Sometimes her deepest sleepiest human friends die by her hands by accident. Jordi should teach her more on how to maintain life of non plant nature. Learn from Jordi. 3. Despite her best efforts she continues to consume "meat" (nerve cells die, blood cells die and such) this causes her some discomfort. 4. I find it hard to see fault in her, which is a fault in and off itself. 5. The mother of all is losing the position of fertility goddess to the one who can have the most children, not the one who has had the most. 6. Her work with SJW's has left the world more polarized. 7. Her effort to save the environment, when not met with equal force of conviction to combat fire, and inflaming, as it is to combat outright destruction and demons, is destined to fail. 8. Like Jordi and Eli, the destruction of her sphere in the last 200 years has left her "ugly, mutated and weak, of both physical and personality" tho her strong soul shines through brightly, the damage can not be hidden.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:49:31 GMT
she asks me to hand the paper to her, i hand the paper to her.
She politely thanks me and starts to read.
1. Yup, she laughs. Then birds chirp and wind blows against me. in a closed room. 2. She gets up and walks to jordi and gives him a hug, jordi recoils and goes Eeewww. Some angels laugh some shhs him. 3. She puts a finger to her left temple and holds it there for a moment then pulls out a long strand of black mutated braincells and places it on the table, after its on the table it starts to bubble and melt a dent on the table. She then says "i try so hard but what can i do." 4. She looks at me very warmly and nods very deliberately. 5. She shrugs and lifts her hand and says "technology, and disease. It makes the new one safer." 6. She looks at the line with a terse look and a tight lip, says nothing. 7. She looks at the angel of fire, a strong wind blows and the fire of his nature is blown back with it, tho he remains seated, at the edge of the blowing fire the individual "pockets" of free floating flame turn into flowers and float away into the darkness. She then smiles at the angel and nods. 8. Her lip quivers and she says "true" she goes to say more but says nothing. Then transforms into her tree self, it is old and clearly diseaed. Tho still living.
A branch of her tree self places the paper in a hole in her where birds have a nest, she crumbles the paper up and drops it at the bottom of then nest. The birds eagerly tweet fro the hole.
Then a branch turns to point at the last remaining archangel on the table. All eyes turn to Yves.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:49:50 GMT
Yves: Yves does not hold formal audiences per se; if someone seeks him out in his Library, the time before an audience is granted (see Seeking an Audience, p. 71) is the amount of time the seeker must search the Library before it (and Yves) will allow the Archangel to be found. If the reaction roll is unsuccessful, the Library simply expels the petitioner as if he were lost (In Nomine, p. 139). Once an angel comes across Yves, browsing in the stacks, he will always be friendly and willing to talk. Yves always acts as if he has all the time in the world to chat, though if someone is really wasting his time, he will eventually say a polite farewell and disappear. He doesn’t mind helping his Servitors, but like the teacher that always says, “Look it up!” he prefers that they find the answers themselves; he may hand you a book to get you started. His earthly vessel is always the same, a kindly old man, which is exactly how he appears in Heaven
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:51:52 GMT
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 8:54:27 GMT
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 9:04:50 GMT
1. Too rigid, tho not by much. 2. Domain VASTLY expanded in the past 200 years. Not yet aware of downsides. 3. Nearly perfectly protected from spirits, demons, and a sizable portion of angels. Also unaware of the dangers of this at the moment. 4. Could stand to share data on "human biological optimization" and feelings towards that before belief in AI as only solution to death question end up eating humanity. 5. Could stand to make a pilgrimage through hell with a trusted servitor and a human writer, hasnt done this in 500 years, and was at LOW ebb then with perhaps Italy having a book. Now everyone has kindle, power is near absolute. Could easily stroll through and get out. 6. Creation, animal and plant life need you, more than any of you know. 7. Give music lessons. 8. Perhaps make some contribution to the war. Being one of the archangels who "Believes" in god.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 9:05:16 GMT
Thats the last channeling. Next up. reactions. Almost at the end. God its been 4 hours of this, and 20 minute channeling is hard work
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 9:12:51 GMT
Yves politely thanks, and walks to get the paper, nods and makes a slight hmmph sound with more of a hmm than a hmph. Then walks back and carefully adjusts his glasses, standing at the end of the table with one hand alterating between the table and the paper. He reads slowly, clearly channeling "god" in his voice, meticilous and careful. Its a pleasure to "see" the old man read. 1. He relaxes his shoulders and does a few shoulder stretches while holding the paper in front and looking around. Some pops and cracks are heard from him. He then lets out a deep sigh of relief and says "theeere ya go". 2. Furrows eyebrow and says "yes, right." 3. Looks around. First confused then the faces of the other angels meet him and he realizes what is implied. Death from isolation and "natural" causes. The end of "ascendance of a bookworm." 4. He furrows his brow deeply then draws an axis swastika in the air in front of him, and disperses it with a low deep booom that also rumbles, then sighs. 5. "Aye, we did that mere 20 years ago, or have you forgotten, no i know you have not, but perhaps i should remember that for humans 20 years seems like an eternity, perhaps we should offer tours of hell, with an angel companion, take away some of the mysticism." he then deeply laughs and nods. 6. "right. yes." 7. Stops to ponder. Plays with the tune i have playing revealing new notes and old styles of doing things that have been forgotten, and says "maybe you'll hear from me." 8. "Yes, well, perhaps a raid on the book burning seminar." He then puts the paper down. Thanks all the attended archangels most of whom vanish now that that the ceremony is over, few approach me and we exchange private words. Yves gives me a book. After words are exchanged i am ushered out of the cathedral/Grove and returned to my primary host. I now have. 1 violin, 1 fingerless glove that adjusts to what i think it is, 1 gold and silver composite coin, and 1 book. Also some wool from a sheep like creature "for the next time". I also have one point of dissonance left. and 0 mana Time to go to bed.
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 21:56:14 GMT
So. Morning
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 21:56:25 GMT
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Post by Cyan on Sept 3, 2020 23:12:24 GMT
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