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loneliness has always been with me, any - astra - 08-18-2020
It is the burning she remembers most vividly. maybe we were meant to be lonely A S T R A
RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - Ridiculous - 08-19-2020 ridiculous Do I make you laugh?
He was at it again, trying to control his gift. He shifted backwards, he shifted forwards, but he could never seem to shift to exactly where he wanted to be. Sometimes he stood moments before the time he wanted to, sometimes he stood hours away from the time he wanted. And time never seemed to stand still for him, even though he tried. He stood in the Meadow, practicing his gift of time manipulation, not caring who is around him or watching. Well, that’s not true. There were several moments where someone appeared very near to where he was practicing, and every time he screwed up, he could feel his embarrassment growing, and if he were not already a shade of red, perhaps his face would have shown his mortification. It was during a shift back in time that it happened. He was aiming for the moment when everyone’s backs had been turned, three times prior, about half an hour later than when he stood now. He shifted only an hour and a half off, further forward in time than he had previously been. With a pop, he landed in the future, right on top of the small filly. He scrambles to move his large, gangly figure off of her, both startled and deeply ashamed. This time, perhaps his face did reflect the embarrassment he felt at having landed physically on top of someone. He scrambles a matter of feet away, stammering out apology after apology. "I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Oh gods, I’m sorry. Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry!" He hangs his head and casts a wary glance over at the very small figure that he must have practically crushed with his overly large form. RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - astra - 08-23-2020
There is a breath of stillness and then -- maybe we were meant to be lonely A S T R A
RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - Ridiculous - 08-23-2020 ridiculous do you think I’m funny?
Now that he was standing away from her, he could see that she was a tiny little thing, and that made him feel even worse. She says “it’s okay,” twice, but it does nothing to make him feel any better. Perhaps if he’d known that she could feel every ounce of his embarrassment and shame, he might have forced himself to feel a bit better about it just to make her feel better, but nope, that isn’t the case. So he continues to feel completely ashamed. She says “we’re okay,” and that seems to calm him down ever so slightly, but the embarrassment is still there. Even though she had already said that “we” are okay, which clearly includes herself, he still asks, "are you okay?" He sputters out. He shifts uncomfortably from hoof to hoof, almost dancing, weaving his head back and forth. But he is not good at dancing. In fact, he is clumsier than a drunk skunk. So when his legs accidentally cross over each other, he manages to lock them up and trips himself so he falls flat on his long face. His weight hits the ground with a loud crash and the ground shakes ever so slightly beneath her hooves. He scrambles back to his hooves, and once again, his embarrassment and shame is back in full force. He tries to laugh, but the sound has the high frequency that usually only girls could achieve, and sounds almost like a yelp. "Haha! Haha! Did you see that? I’m so clumsy." RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - astra - 08-23-2020
She wishes he would calm down. maybe we were meant to be lonely A S T R A
RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - Ridiculous - 08-24-2020 ridiculous do you think I’m funny?
She wishes he would calm down, but he does anything but, as he trips over himself and falls on his face. And, of course, being a male, he fails to recognize the agony that the young filly is in as he continues to shed embarrassment in droves, which she promptly chokes on. First he crushed the breath from her lungs, and now he chokes the breath from her lungs. What a ridiculous creature he was. Always living up to his name. She continues to mumble out the words “it’s okay,” and he tries to tell himself that it is, indeed, okay, but the embarrassment is strong in this one. He shuffles a few steps away from her (hopefully this would help, though it isn’t his intent), and thankfully, this time, doesn’t trip over his own hooves. After a moment, he begins to calm down. That’s the great thing about time, is it heals all wounds. Okay, maybe the trauma he had inflicted on this one would take quite a bit of time to heal. After a moment, though, he lets out a deep sigh of relief that it’s all over with and looks over at the little thing. "Are you okay?" he asks, then ”I’m Ridiculous.” He realizes that she might misunderstand that this is his name and adds, ”I mean, my name is Ridiculous, but I guess I am a bit ridiculous.” He chuckles at his own joke. RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - astra - 08-28-2020
She can feel the embarrassment leach out of him. maybe we were meant to be lonely A S T R A
RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - Ridiculous - 09-03-2020 ridiculous do you think I’m funny? ”That’s not a very nice name.” The words ring in his ears, and he draws back slightly. Not a nice name? He chuckles softly at this. ”I guess I can see where you are coming from, but personally, I like the name. I think it suits me quite well, as I am a bit ridiculous. Like, one time, I was practicing my time manipulation, and I managed to get stuck in a time stream, jumping forward hour by hour until I landed about a hundred years in the future!” He laughs at himself. ”And then, to make matters worse, I fell into the river and couldn’t get back out. When I did, there was a fishy-mare-thing watching me with her foal and she called me food! Can you believe it? Me, food?!? I bet I’d taste rather bitter and harsh. Or at least I’d hope I would taste bitter and harsh, because I don’t want no one eating me! But anyway, when I went to walk away, I fell into the river, again, and the fishy-mare-thing came after me, but then saved me when she realized that I had time manipulation, which was a gift of hers as well! He laughs at himself, again. She introduces herself, and he tilts his head slightly, making his large, gangly figure look quite foolish–though he always looks kind of foolish. Astra? That’s a nice name. I think it suits you, because you are nice–and pretty. He smiles a goofy kind of grin that makes him look even more foolish, and a hint of embarrassment sends a shock through him, though thankfully for her, it is only a slight feeling that dissipates quickly. When she asks about his name, his face breaks out in a rather large grin. ”Well, mama couldn’’t come up with a good name for me, but when she realized how clumsy I am, she fondly named me Ridiculous. I guess it’s as simple as that.” He is quite proud of his name, even though she thinks it’s kind of mean. Blasphemare had loved him and meant well, despite how it might sound. As he stands there, now relieved that he isn’t embarrassing himself once more, he notices that she is breathing quite heavily, as if she had just run a marathon. No doubt this was as a result of the overwhelming emotions she’d experienced leaching off of him, but he couldn’t have known that. ”Hey, are you okay? he asks. ”You’re breathing quite heavily.” RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - astra - 09-11-2020
She thinks she can taste his amusement. The laughter comes out of his mouth, certainly, but she thinks she can feel it swell up on her own tongue. It blooms and blossoms but does not burst out of her. Had she opened her mouth, though, no sound would have come out because it did not belong to her. maybe we were meant to be lonely A S T R A
RE: loneliness has always been with me, any - Ridiculous - 09-13-2020 ridiculous do you think I’m funny?
Ridiculous gets a little thrill of excitement when Astra says she’s glad that Nilam hadn’t eaten him. He takes it as a sign that she’s forgiven him for practically crushing her, and that she likes him–which is an improvement from wanting to be eaten. This felt more natural, being liked. See, Ridiculous is the class clown type. He’s always looking to make others laugh, even if it’s at the expense of his own pride. This feeling is only amplified when she gives him the soft smile, because he called her pretty. He had never called anyone pretty before. He felt like a kid on Christmas Day right now. When she tells him that she can feel everything he feels, for a moment, confusion wraps itself about his head. Then he realizes what she means. She is an empath. He grins broadly at this. “Oh! You must be an empath! I’ve heard of that before. That’s pretty awesome, I’ve gotta say. If you can feel everything that I am feeling, that must make you one very happy girl right now!” He winks at her. Though the discomfort on her face obviously screams that it is difficult for her to feel comfortable in any amount of emotions, especially his potent and overflowing emotions, he completely misses that. “I have my own abilities. Watch this!” He concentrates real hard, wrapping the magic of his ability about her so that she can experience it for herself. Slowly, the world around them begins to shift, to speed up. Horses walking in the meadow move from one place to the next with little time. The sounds fly by at astonishing speeds. He watches Astra for her reaction. Only he and her moved at a normal speed as the world moved by them quickly. The sun in the sky moves visibly from one position to another. Then Ridiculous’s concentration wanes, and the world slows back to its normal pace. It is now late afternoon, and a chilly wind brushes past them, whispering the forthcoming arrival of evening. The large colt looks on at the filly, waiting for her reaction. |