Oh, um, I was - hello! I was just being myself when everything when black, or blank, and then, well, here I was. Wherever and whatever "here" is. Call me Hugh.
They call this place The Epilogue, and I don't believe I've yet met anyone who came to be here of their own accord. By any chance was there a great swirling...cloud, sort of business, that appeared just before everything went all...well, here-shaped?
Oh! Yes! That's it, that's exactly what happened. I suppose you didn't do the cloud thing if you have to ask about it. Is that how you got here, then? This isn't your natural habitat?
I've never seen shapes before. Certainly not shapes like these. Certainly not shapes like you! (No offence.)
To be complete honest, Bilbo Baggins, I feel a bit peculiar being a disembodied concept. That's odd. I never felt that way before. I suppose everything is embodied here. You have to be, with the shapes and all. You don't have anything that needs to be coloured International Klein Blue, by any chance? I'm not trademarked or anything, I'm available.
No, all of us come from other places. I come from Bag End in the Shire. Which is a good deal greener and a good deal less fraught than this place.
But wherever did you live before, where there were no shapes to things? Everything's got a shape. I don't suppose...perhaps...perhaps you lived in a rainbow? *when you don't answer right away, which one assumes passes for disembodied confusion* ...Those bands of colour that appear in the clouds after a good rain?
*looks at own worn, bedraggled clothes*
Well, now you mention it, my poor old togs haven't rightly been themselves since I left home. A good splash of colour certainly wouldn't go amiss.
Oh, that's lovely! Perfectly beautiful. Yes, that's a vast improvement.
*starts to put cravat back on...but then remembers we're a long way from the last good bath, and hopes one's personal musk does not offend recently-embodied colours*
Er...normally this particular textile is worn round the neck. Or would you prefer to ride along in my waistcoat pocket?
Well, as soon as we get the dragons loaded up (indicates smauglock and temeraire1805), we're off for Mount Axis. The Oracle there helped us find our friends (http://small-things.livejournal.com/7095.html), and after we each make a second sacrifice in return for her help (http://small-things.livejournal.com/6774.html?thread=164470#t164470), she'll show us all how to get home again. Who knows, she might even be able to help you get back to your rainbow.
I suppose it might help to know some of our company. Over there is capt_crieff, he's a captain and he flies something called air-o-plains. sybil_t_psychic is a wizard and can do magic. I see you've already met thepunygod...he's really a nice enough fellow, but it's best to stay on his good side.
ollie_omen is something called a synth. Apparently he can be pulled apart (http://small-things.livejournal.com/10264.html) and put back together again (http://small-things.livejournal.com/10847.html?thread=369247#t369247) and come up none the worse for it, which is an enviable state of affairs, if you ask me, especially on an adventure like this. just_vanessa just joined us recently and is looking for her partner Richard.
And over there on the bison skins are jwatson71 and archie_keyes. Doctor Watson's been the only thing keeping most of the prisoners in this place in one piece - oh, yes, we just did a tremendous prison break the day before yesterday (http://small-things.livejournal.com/11215.html) - but he ran afoul of the fellow running the jail (http://small-things.livejournal.com/10681.html?thread=351673#t351673) and almost had his goose cooked for his troubles (http://small-things.livejournal.com/10847.html?thread=374879#t374879).
And Archie...well, we're beginning to think he might have something to do with why we're all here (http://small-things.livejournal.com/10681.html). Though I don't suppose it was really his own idea.
So, there we are. If you feel like you're quite up for some adventure, you've certainly come to the right place.
You, you shape things, you're all over the shop, aren't you? Scattered. This is No Good. I will complement you all. We'll go well together. Until I can get back to my blue heaven, you understand.
*gives you a plaintive 'yes, I know my cravat appears to be sassing you, but it's not really, and in any case it's not really my fault I'm just wearing him and this is not what I thought I would be doing when I woke up this morning' look*
Oh, um, I was - hello! I was just being myself when everything when black, or blank, and then, well, here I was. Wherever and whatever "here" is. Call me Hugh.
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Date: 2016-10-12 01:15 pm (UTC)*knows from Gandalf's experience that disembodied voices are generally Not A Good Thing*
*but that ignoring or offending them is also fairly unwise*
Er...yes? May I...help you, at all?
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Date: 2016-10-13 12:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-13 01:21 am (UTC)...Right then. Hugh.
*finally remembers manners*
Bilbo Baggins. At your service.
*bows*
They call this place The Epilogue, and I don't believe I've yet met anyone who came to be here of their own accord. By any chance was there a great swirling...cloud, sort of business, that appeared just before everything went all...well, here-shaped?
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Date: 2016-10-13 03:13 am (UTC)I've never seen shapes before. Certainly not shapes like these. Certainly not shapes like you! (No offence.)
To be complete honest, Bilbo Baggins, I feel a bit peculiar being a disembodied concept. That's odd. I never felt that way before. I suppose everything is embodied here. You have to be, with the shapes and all. You don't have anything that needs to be coloured International Klein Blue, by any chance? I'm not trademarked or anything, I'm available.
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Date: 2016-10-13 03:34 am (UTC)But wherever did you live before, where there were no shapes to things? Everything's got a shape. I don't suppose...perhaps...perhaps you lived in a rainbow? *when you don't answer right away, which one assumes passes for disembodied confusion* ...Those bands of colour that appear in the clouds after a good rain?
*looks at own worn, bedraggled clothes*
Well, now you mention it, my poor old togs haven't rightly been themselves since I left home. A good splash of colour certainly wouldn't go amiss.
*holds out faded, crumpled cravat*
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Date: 2016-10-13 08:33 am (UTC)A rainbow! Yes! Colour Space. The ultimate rainbow. Every colour you can see, Bilbo Baggins, every colour you can imagine, and more.
*ZAPS ONTO YOUR CRAVAT* Lovely lovely textiles!!! I am so at home. *satisfied*
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Date: 2016-10-13 02:34 pm (UTC)Well then. Glad that suits.
*admires cravat*
Oh, that's lovely! Perfectly beautiful. Yes, that's a vast improvement.
*starts to put cravat back on...but then remembers we're a long way from the last good bath, and hopes one's personal musk does not offend recently-embodied colours*
Er...normally this particular textile is worn round the neck. Or would you prefer to ride along in my waistcoat pocket?
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Date: 2016-10-13 11:46 pm (UTC)Goody! Now what?
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Date: 2016-10-14 12:46 am (UTC)There we are.
Well, as soon as we get the dragons loaded up (indicates
I suppose it might help to know some of our company. Over there is
And over there on the bison skins are
And Archie...well, we're beginning to think he might have something to do with why we're all here (http://small-things.livejournal.com/10681.html). Though I don't suppose it was really his own idea.
So, there we are. If you feel like you're quite up for some adventure, you've certainly come to the right place.
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Date: 2016-10-14 01:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-14 02:00 am (UTC)*sees
Oh hello, I quite forgot about Molly! You'll like her, she's quite the krrruughhhkh -
*nearly strangles as you spot the giant goth spider woman (http://small-things.livejournal.com/13667.html?thread=532323#t532323)*
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Date: 2016-10-13 06:16 pm (UTC)Yes, yes, I can turn blue. It's like you've never seen a Frost Giant before.
Ya bunch of racists.no subject
Date: 2016-10-13 11:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-14 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-13 03:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-13 03:39 am (UTC)What wonderfully precise echoes you do get out in these desert canyons...no subject
Date: 2016-10-13 08:26 am (UTC)TECHNO FEAR