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@lampbearer-306
“The vaults are quiet and dim… Perfect…”
Agh… must another interrupt my studies?! Fool, shoo! Shoo if you have no business here! Unless… you wish to submit your own findings.
Please refer me by name, I am Angantyr. The mere number is deeply wounding… These vaults are often dark and dangerous, only those permitted to use these lights may guide you through them. I have my own business to conduct, however.
Now go away, or I shall pelt you for a second time.
…
… I swear on my oath that there wasn’t so much paperwork to slowly sift through. My word, it is enormous!
We need more bugs on this, I will drive myself mad doing it alone.
It is pride month, moss mothers. You know what that means
We do.
Happy pride month everyone, hehe~
mekarr!
always nice to be able to feel the warmth in the air…
happy pride month indeed, people. always remember your love is real.
gbneder
like water..,
AMEN.
Only the most queer of times are beset upon us all… See our own vibes, and join the parade.
Happy pride, and to all a fair month!
…
I ain’t got nothing to show for it at all, ugh.
It is only fair, even among our holy Citadel, that this season is something to celebrate. Love is perhaps the most sacred emotion of all.
Come now, fellows. Let us show the world our colours, fearless and proud.
Hey man you might need to give your lamps to the twelfth architect as a new model is out that removes the slikflys!
… Is there, now? ‘A new model that removes the silkflies’… to what end? Without our own lamps and lights then the whole Citadel would be as dark and dreary as the horrible caves outside.
If the Architect lineage is leading the operation then I am curious… though, if not Silkflies that shine, what in their stead? I am inclined to hold off on this change until I understand further of the point and execution of the Twelfth’s project.
steals ur lamp
… I- er, yes. Take it, fair pilgrim.
(Angantyr reached into his choir cloak to reveal another lamp.)
I have my ways of collecting them, no danger or me being in the dark. Use it however you’d like to navigate our holy halls and its dimmer recesses.
*unleashes a savage beastfly within the vaults*
… what-
(A sudden cacophony of destruction echoes from further down the halls. Screams are thrown, with a chittering roar leading the horrible orchestra.)
… Oh no. Oh no. WHAT- NO NO NO, NO. THE SACRED TEXTS?!?-
walked through your vaults and damn they're a mess 💀 i can't find any of the cylinders or scrolls i want who's running this place
The vaultkeepers, of course, and beyond them the great Conductors. You appear… lost, shaded bug? Our libraries are indeed vast and impressive, and on your lonesome…
… Ah, it is that loneliness that seems to have turned you around. Permit me one moment, perhaps another Lampbearer may need to guide your way.
have you ever had an ethical dilemma?
… Perhaps I have, but I’m afraid such a question is wasted on me; there are very few decisions I have made in the vaults where “ethics” may be relevant at all.
How do you feel about The Underworkers?
Pilgrims who’s journeys have not quite permitted them access to our holy halls of song… They say the constant hymns and prayers in the golden chambers keep our Citadel eternal, but anyone who has heard of the lower works will understand more.
It is their incredible work that keeps these chambers shining and its inhabitants thriving. May their class all reach their absolution, when it is seen fit and true.
How do you feel about the Vaultborne?
Young acolytes, destined to assist in the readings of our holy vaults… Sometimes meddlesome, but there’s a certain enthusiasm they all carry that keeps me from sending certain lights their way.
Sometimes I infact agree with them more than the Scrollreaders.
One of my tailcoats got caught on something and ripped this will be extremely annoying to repair I should just toss myself to the muckmaggots already
muckmaggots eat silk-
…
Do it, pusillanimous.
am i just having a Moment or does this thing have a voice clip that sounds like Rayman at the start of singing sex bomb.
…
What?
WAITWAITWAIT step back a minute. Ruben has Instagram Reels??? How?? ...wait actually how are any of you getting connection down there??
well yeah if i was able to get tumblr why wouldn't ruben be able to get instagram
we're not really supposed to have internet access but maybe a year ago this one worker (i think her name was phill) built us a router and shit
the connection is terrible and we only get it in like two rooms but it works
phill died a while back though so if her system ever crashes we might be fucked (none of us understand how it works)
… That is quite a morbid thought, to lose someone keeping the secrets to any machine or object. Our vaults however should contain information on such things as “routers”, I believe. Should worse come to pass…
… Here it is, sir Trobbio. The Citadel’s own memories, those of the world shut outside…. I must ponder: have you visited this sect before? You mentioned you had no love for this “half-hearted attempt at preservation”.
( @trobbio-official )
(It’s a lot warmer than he’d anticipated. It doesn’t smell like gunpowder and smoke here, but the warmth and greenery remind him of his old home.)
…No, I have not visited this place before. It seemed an insult to the areas that were supposedly preserved. It still does, but an actor cannot deny the beauty of it.
woah!!! hi there glittery and shiny guy! what r u doing here?? :o
Ah! Hello. My friend here was just… bringing me up to let me look around, I suppose. Pardon my surprise, I was not expecting someone to approach.
@lampbearer-306
Hold the fuck right there.
What in the Citadel is this? I understand we have Mossmirs here but… don’t you have cages? Containers? How are you outside them? That’s a hell of a risk to have such animals freely buzzing around… It hasn’t been that long since I last visited here, has it?
I am escorting this performer, mosskin. Lay one stinger on him and I shall see you forgotten.
( @mossmir-mini )
i wont hurt!! only the silbings with the white string attacked... i can get out because when i was just flying around this time, this huge lady with a red cloak broke the glass!! and i heard from my siblings she was mean but she didnt hurt me :D and now i can fly really far!!
(@trobbio-official)
Ah… my former dance partner. Having reconciled with her, I do hope she fares well. It seems so, at least.
(Trobbio looks around. This place is nice, but it’s not nearly hot enough… oh well. He will take what he can get.)
Hark, friends. I feel a spark of inspiration!
@lampbearer-306
… Lady in a red cloak… former dance partner…?! Surely not… oh nevermind.
Sir Trobbio? This place has struck you with something?
( @trobbio-official )
Ah, I feel the desire to dance through the glade. Artificial as it is, it does remind me of home. Perhaps this part of the citadel is not quite so bad, despite the despicable reason behind its construction.
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
wats a seety- dell?
@lampbearer-306
… This creature frustrates and baffles me. It knows not of where it even is?! Our grand and holy Citadel!? Agh, save your sermon, Angantyr. It’s not worth it.
(He sighs and turns to Trobbio.)
You intend to frolic through these wild chambers? I do not doubt such levity may help your spirits… though the presence of loose bugs here brings me to question safety.
So, then… indulge yourself and begin as you wish.
( @trobbio-official )
This is the citadel, my fuzzy little friend. Or, rather, part of it. I have no love for this place, only my stage and those on it. Still, I cannot pretend that I do not feel inspired in this place. I must dance immediately!
(Trobbio launches into an improvised dance. It’s a dance of jubilation and nostalgia, interspersed with a few cries of “Trobbio!!”)
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
(Mirr bobs up and down, seeming excited by the performance. She spins around too, completely ignoring the lampbearer.)
@lampbearer-306
(Angantyr merely perches or sits down, content to watch this display of… Not juvenility, no, there was purpose behind this. More than the similar things choirbugs would do, when they thought themselves unwatched.)
(It was in s sense admirable, he figures.)
( @trobbio-official )
(As he dances, Trobbio finds himself circling a flower as if it’s a bonfire, slipping into the dance of his homeland. It’s… bittersweet. He is happy he carved his own path, but it hurts all the same. Even cutting out a tumor is painful.)
(He extends a hand to both Angantyr and Mirr, inviting them to join.)
@mossmir-mini
(Mirr flutters over, almost as if skipping. Her small wings vibrate with energy as she joins them in the dance. Small squeaks of excitement can occasionally be heard.)
[@lampbearer-306 ]
… A-ah, uh- ahem- W-with all due respect, Trobbio…
(Angantyr looks down at Trobbio’s hand as it’s offered, and he almost seems appalled by such a suggestion. For only a mere moment, though, it comes off more as a sheepish decline.)
I am quite content seeing you perform as is, as honored as I would be to join you in it… I’m afraid I simply have not the stamina for the art of performing, not in my age.
( @trobbio-official )
(Trobbio shrugs, then continues.)
Very well, friend! I am more than happy to have an audience.
(He keeps dancing, reaching a crescendo. Eventually, he does a magnificent split midair, calling out his name once more with a small puff of glitter. Where did he get that glitter from??)
@mossmir-mini
(Mirr, after the big finish, rushes down to the ground to look at the glitter.)
wohhh, what is this stuff?? it shiny and sparkley!!!!!
Glitter, my dear. Do not touch it if you dislike having small sparkly grains in your fur.
@lampbearer-306
Well…! Impressive showing, sir Trobbio! This is most like yourself, unlike your slump from before. I would perhaps be inclined to believe my suggestion has worked, has it not?
Yes, I am feeling much better. Thank you, my friend, for this experience. I believe I am ready to return to my stage now, if an encore is not desired.
@mossmir-mini
(Mirr, who was rolling in the glitter, stands up again.)
aw,, ok!!! u can visit again soon if u want glittery guy!!!
Thank you, little one. Perhaps I will. I can get out on my own, so I will be taking my leave. Goodbye, friends!
(Trobbio twirls and prances away.)
And there he goes, the royal jester… I should attend his shows more often, this was a wonderful example.
Alas, now, mossling. With the song sung and his creative spark reignited, I have my own duties to return to aswell. Sir Trobbio! Allow me to follow behind!
(With a swift wingbeat or two, Angantyr goes aloft and follows Trobbio out of the Memorium and back to the Vaults… He seems more contented now, having assisted a fellow choirbug.)
… Here it is, sir Trobbio. The Citadel’s own memories, those of the world shut outside…. I must ponder: have you visited this sect before? You mentioned you had no love for this “half-hearted attempt at preservation”.
( @trobbio-official )
(It’s a lot warmer than he’d anticipated. It doesn’t smell like gunpowder and smoke here, but the warmth and greenery remind him of his old home.)
…No, I have not visited this place before. It seemed an insult to the areas that were supposedly preserved. It still does, but an actor cannot deny the beauty of it.
woah!!! hi there glittery and shiny guy! what r u doing here?? :o
Ah! Hello. My friend here was just… bringing me up to let me look around, I suppose. Pardon my surprise, I was not expecting someone to approach.
@lampbearer-306
Hold the fuck right there.
What in the Citadel is this? I understand we have Mossmirs here but… don’t you have cages? Containers? How are you outside them? That’s a hell of a risk to have such animals freely buzzing around… It hasn’t been that long since I last visited here, has it?
I am escorting this performer, mosskin. Lay one stinger on him and I shall see you forgotten.
( @mossmir-mini )
i wont hurt!! only the silbings with the white string attacked... i can get out because when i was just flying around this time, this huge lady with a red cloak broke the glass!! and i heard from my siblings she was mean but she didnt hurt me :D and now i can fly really far!!
(@trobbio-official)
Ah… my former dance partner. Having reconciled with her, I do hope she fares well. It seems so, at least.
(Trobbio looks around. This place is nice, but it’s not nearly hot enough… oh well. He will take what he can get.)
Hark, friends. I feel a spark of inspiration!
@lampbearer-306
… Lady in a red cloak… former dance partner…?! Surely not… oh nevermind.
Sir Trobbio? This place has struck you with something?
( @trobbio-official )
Ah, I feel the desire to dance through the glade. Artificial as it is, it does remind me of home. Perhaps this part of the citadel is not quite so bad, despite the despicable reason behind its construction.
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
wats a seety- dell?
@lampbearer-306
… This creature frustrates and baffles me. It knows not of where it even is?! Our grand and holy Citadel!? Agh, save your sermon, Angantyr. It’s not worth it.
(He sighs and turns to Trobbio.)
You intend to frolic through these wild chambers? I do not doubt such levity may help your spirits… though the presence of loose bugs here brings me to question safety.
So, then… indulge yourself and begin as you wish.
( @trobbio-official )
This is the citadel, my fuzzy little friend. Or, rather, part of it. I have no love for this place, only my stage and those on it. Still, I cannot pretend that I do not feel inspired in this place. I must dance immediately!
(Trobbio launches into an improvised dance. It’s a dance of jubilation and nostalgia, interspersed with a few cries of “Trobbio!!”)
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
(Mirr bobs up and down, seeming excited by the performance. She spins around too, completely ignoring the lampbearer.)
@lampbearer-306
(Angantyr merely perches or sits down, content to watch this display of… Not juvenility, no, there was purpose behind this. More than the similar things choirbugs would do, when they thought themselves unwatched.)
(It was in s sense admirable, he figures.)
( @trobbio-official )
(As he dances, Trobbio finds himself circling a flower as if it’s a bonfire, slipping into the dance of his homeland. It’s… bittersweet. He is happy he carved his own path, but it hurts all the same. Even cutting out a tumor is painful.)
(He extends a hand to both Angantyr and Mirr, inviting them to join.)
@mossmir-mini
(Mirr flutters over, almost as if skipping. Her small wings vibrate with energy as she joins them in the dance. Small squeaks of excitement can occasionally be heard.)
[@lampbearer-306 ]
… A-ah, uh- ahem- W-with all due respect, Trobbio…
(Angantyr looks down at Trobbio’s hand as it’s offered, and he almost seems appalled by such a suggestion. For only a mere moment, though, it comes off more as a sheepish decline.)
I am quite content seeing you perform as is, as honored as I would be to join you in it… I’m afraid I simply have not the stamina for the art of performing, not in my age.
( @trobbio-official )
(Trobbio shrugs, then continues.)
Very well, friend! I am more than happy to have an audience.
(He keeps dancing, reaching a crescendo. Eventually, he does a magnificent split midair, calling out his name once more with a small puff of glitter. Where did he get that glitter from??)
@mossmir-mini
(Mirr, after the big finish, rushes down to the ground to look at the glitter.)
wohhh, what is this stuff?? it shiny and sparkley!!!!!
Glitter, my dear. Do not touch it if you dislike having small sparkly grains in your fur.
@lampbearer-306
Well…! Impressive showing, sir Trobbio! This is most like yourself, unlike your slump from before. I would perhaps be inclined to believe my suggestion has worked, has it not?
… Here it is, sir Trobbio. The Citadel’s own memories, those of the world shut outside…. I must ponder: have you visited this sect before? You mentioned you had no love for this “half-hearted attempt at preservation”.
( @trobbio-official )
(It’s a lot warmer than he’d anticipated. It doesn’t smell like gunpowder and smoke here, but the warmth and greenery remind him of his old home.)
…No, I have not visited this place before. It seemed an insult to the areas that were supposedly preserved. It still does, but an actor cannot deny the beauty of it.
woah!!! hi there glittery and shiny guy! what r u doing here?? :o
Ah! Hello. My friend here was just… bringing me up to let me look around, I suppose. Pardon my surprise, I was not expecting someone to approach.
@lampbearer-306
Hold the fuck right there.
What in the Citadel is this? I understand we have Mossmirs here but… don’t you have cages? Containers? How are you outside them? That’s a hell of a risk to have such animals freely buzzing around… It hasn’t been that long since I last visited here, has it?
I am escorting this performer, mosskin. Lay one stinger on him and I shall see you forgotten.
( @mossmir-mini )
i wont hurt!! only the silbings with the white string attacked... i can get out because when i was just flying around this time, this huge lady with a red cloak broke the glass!! and i heard from my siblings she was mean but she didnt hurt me :D and now i can fly really far!!
(@trobbio-official)
Ah… my former dance partner. Having reconciled with her, I do hope she fares well. It seems so, at least.
(Trobbio looks around. This place is nice, but it’s not nearly hot enough… oh well. He will take what he can get.)
Hark, friends. I feel a spark of inspiration!
@lampbearer-306
… Lady in a red cloak… former dance partner…?! Surely not… oh nevermind.
Sir Trobbio? This place has struck you with something?
( @trobbio-official )
Ah, I feel the desire to dance through the glade. Artificial as it is, it does remind me of home. Perhaps this part of the citadel is not quite so bad, despite the despicable reason behind its construction.
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
wats a seety- dell?
@lampbearer-306
… This creature frustrates and baffles me. It knows not of where it even is?! Our grand and holy Citadel!? Agh, save your sermon, Angantyr. It’s not worth it.
(He sighs and turns to Trobbio.)
You intend to frolic through these wild chambers? I do not doubt such levity may help your spirits… though the presence of loose bugs here brings me to question safety.
So, then… indulge yourself and begin as you wish.
( @trobbio-official )
This is the citadel, my fuzzy little friend. Or, rather, part of it. I have no love for this place, only my stage and those on it. Still, I cannot pretend that I do not feel inspired in this place. I must dance immediately!
(Trobbio launches into an improvised dance. It’s a dance of jubilation and nostalgia, interspersed with a few cries of “Trobbio!!”)
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
(Mirr bobs up and down, seeming excited by the performance. She spins around too, completely ignoring the lampbearer.)
@lampbearer-306
(Angantyr merely perches or sits down, content to watch this display of… Not juvenility, no, there was purpose behind this. More than the similar things choirbugs would do, when they thought themselves unwatched.)
(It was in s sense admirable, he figures.)
( @trobbio-official )
(As he dances, Trobbio finds himself circling a flower as if it’s a bonfire, slipping into the dance of his homeland. It’s… bittersweet. He is happy he carved his own path, but it hurts all the same. Even cutting out a tumor is painful.)
(He extends a hand to both Angantyr and Mirr, inviting them to join.)
@mossmir-mini
(Mirr flutters over, almost as if skipping. Her small wings vibrate with energy as she joins them in the dance. Small squeaks of excitement can occasionally be heard.)
[@lampbearer-306 ]
… A-ah, uh- ahem- W-with all due respect, Trobbio…
(Angantyr looks down at Trobbio’s hand as it’s offered, and he almost seems appalled by such a suggestion. For only a mere moment, though, it comes off more as a sheepish decline.)
I am quite content seeing you perform as is, as honored as I would be to join you in it… I’m afraid I simply have not the stamina for the art of performing, not in my age.
( @trobbio-official )
… Here it is, sir Trobbio. The Citadel’s own memories, those of the world shut outside…. I must ponder: have you visited this sect before? You mentioned you had no love for this “half-hearted attempt at preservation”.
( @trobbio-official )
(It’s a lot warmer than he’d anticipated. It doesn’t smell like gunpowder and smoke here, but the warmth and greenery remind him of his old home.)
…No, I have not visited this place before. It seemed an insult to the areas that were supposedly preserved. It still does, but an actor cannot deny the beauty of it.
woah!!! hi there glittery and shiny guy! what r u doing here?? :o
Ah! Hello. My friend here was just… bringing me up to let me look around, I suppose. Pardon my surprise, I was not expecting someone to approach.
@lampbearer-306
Hold the fuck right there.
What in the Citadel is this? I understand we have Mossmirs here but… don’t you have cages? Containers? How are you outside them? That’s a hell of a risk to have such animals freely buzzing around… It hasn’t been that long since I last visited here, has it?
I am escorting this performer, mosskin. Lay one stinger on him and I shall see you forgotten.
( @mossmir-mini )
i wont hurt!! only the silbings with the white string attacked... i can get out because when i was just flying around this time, this huge lady with a red cloak broke the glass!! and i heard from my siblings she was mean but she didnt hurt me :D and now i can fly really far!!
(@trobbio-official)
Ah… my former dance partner. Having reconciled with her, I do hope she fares well. It seems so, at least.
(Trobbio looks around. This place is nice, but it’s not nearly hot enough… oh well. He will take what he can get.)
Hark, friends. I feel a spark of inspiration!
@lampbearer-306
… Lady in a red cloak… former dance partner…?! Surely not… oh nevermind.
Sir Trobbio? This place has struck you with something?
( @trobbio-official )
Ah, I feel the desire to dance through the glade. Artificial as it is, it does remind me of home. Perhaps this part of the citadel is not quite so bad, despite the despicable reason behind its construction.
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
wats a seety- dell?
@lampbearer-306
… This creature frustrates and baffles me. It knows not of where it even is?! Our grand and holy Citadel!? Agh, save your sermon, Angantyr. It’s not worth it.
(He sighs and turns to Trobbio.)
You intend to frolic through these wild chambers? I do not doubt such levity may help your spirits… though the presence of loose bugs here brings me to question safety.
So, then… indulge yourself and begin as you wish.
( @trobbio-official )
This is the citadel, my fuzzy little friend. Or, rather, part of it. I have no love for this place, only my stage and those on it. Still, I cannot pretend that I do not feel inspired in this place. I must dance immediately!
(Trobbio launches into an improvised dance. It’s a dance of jubilation and nostalgia, interspersed with a few cries of “Trobbio!!”)
@lampbearer-306 @mossmir-mini
(Mirr bobs up and down, seeming excited by the performance. She spins around too, completely ignoring the lampbearer.)
@lampbearer-306
(Angantyr merely perches or sits down, content to watch this display of… Not juvenility, no, there was purpose behind this. More than the similar things choirbugs would do, when they thought themselves unwatched.)
(It was in s sense admirable, he figures.)
( @trobbio-official )
