#p.323

[commetombeunarbre]

, in de leesact is men steeds getweeën. Dat is een sociale luxe die de atomair versplinterde schrijver niet eens kent.

[playersleft]

323 do you worry how people might react if they find out what you do?

Is there something to worry about? Will a witch hunt commence?

Her greatest fear in that is that some are a little... harder to influence, when not open to it. It's only playing~ But games of pretend first need players with imagination.

What she does isn't cruel. A little sly, at most. She doesn't expect more than pouts and whines if the nastiest of her truths come to light.

[playersleft]

why do you like 35 323?

Her style, mostly.

[playersleft]

FEEL. 323

FEEL. -How does your character react to a persons touch? A random stranger’s? A loved one’s? A friend’s?

Ah~ Her reactions aren't particular. But~ your intentions are easy to read, and she won't welcome unpleasant ones.

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tea orange 323

tea orange: what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

Oooh~ Here's where the occult comes into play. Hypnosis, spinal readings, Afvester cards~ Hm. We all like the idea of reading the arcane like a book, don't we? And we like the idea of tugging fate's strings, just a little bit. Show her one person without a trace of wonder.

Too many write it all off. Silly magic from picture books, welcome to the real world~ Sorry, but if it amounted to nothing at all, well...

Our dear hosts must understand, right~? This isn't your average gameshow, after all.

[playersleft]

Breathe. Close your eyes. Count to 10 with me.

One...     Two...         Three....                 F̶o̶u̷r̷...

                                Fiv̸͕̀e...                                          S̴̩̿i̷͖̕x̶̛̫...                                                  Семь...                                                               Во̸с̴е̵м̸ь̸...                                                                               N-в̶͉̚я̸͚̉т̸̟̎ь̴̡̒e...

                                                                                                     ... Ten.

Your right hand is metal. Your left hand is magnet. Do you feel the pull? Allow yourself to feel it. Let them draw closer... Closer... Closer... 

Good. 

Your hands are connected. Do you feel that? That’s harmony.  Let it course throughout you. You are metal. You are magnet. You are one.

Do you feel the gravity pooling in your feet? Connecting you to the ground. To Earth. To everything. You are one. Allow yourself to feel it. Pooling... Connecting.. Breathing... ... Good. 

Open your eyes.

Keep your eyes on the pendulum. Watch every tick.. Watch every sway. Back, and forth... Tick, and tock. You are one with it. You are one with everything.

You are beautiful. You are kind. You are love. You are okay. You can relax. You can breathe. Please heed my words... and make a change.

From now on, you don’t have to try so hard in games. Let’s allow our dear Three-Hundreds to score a few points over us, shall we?

[commetombeunarbre]

Ach, het is maar weinig, de dood, dacht ze, ik ga wat slapen en dan is alles voorbij!