Mithos Yggdrasill (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
imatreenow) wrote2011-12-16 04:13 pm
imatreenow) wrote2011-12-16 04:13 pm
fourteen [action/written/voice] | FORWARD-DATED TO SATURDAY THE 17TH
[On Saturday morning, as the blizzard dissipates to a gentler snowfall, a seven-year-old boy wakes up in the village. He might look a little familiar if you squint... Mithos didn't wake up in his bed in his nice warm house with his sister in the next bed over smiling and saying good morning like always. Instead, he woke up on the cold and not very nice ground outside, and his sister was nowhere to be seen. This was a first in his short life. He was very scared, but he didn't cry. Except maybe a little, because it was a really scary thing to have happen. But he reasoned that he's here, so his sister must be here too because they're never very far apart.
The buildings around him don't look the same as the ones in his town, and he wonders where he is and how he got here. His sister must be looking for him right now, and he will wait for her because he is a good brother. He sees a funny little book with his name on it, sitting in the snow nearby, and he picks it up. It must be his if his name is on the front. It is very cold outside. Snow is falling down. He shivers and hugs himself and wishes he had his sister. And a coat. His back feels funny too, but backs are hard to reach. He decides to crouch in the doorway of one of the buildings to hide from the wind and snow, but he doesn't go inside because he does not know who lives there and he does not want to get in trouble for being somewhere he isn't supposed to be.
He opens the weird book and sees a lot of blank space to write in. There's even a pencil to write with. He'll do that while he waits for his sister. She will be here soon, and then he can stop being cold and scared. In careful, childish letters, he starts:]
[WRITTEN]
A Story by Mithos Yggdrasill [...there. That sounds pretty legit. 8|a What next...?]
Once thare was a boy. He had a big sister who was reely nice and they had a lots of fun together. He was reely nice to, so everyone wanted to be frends with him.
One day the boy and his sister had to go into the scary woods. Thare was a big monster in the woods and it was reely mean and bad and everybody else was scared of it but it had to be stopped because it kept eating all the food. The boy wasn't scared of it. He was reely brave and he knew he was safe with his big sister. [...and so on. Any literary critics want to jump in on this riveting tale?]
[MORE ACTION]
[Thoughout the day, he can be found here and there in the village. Nobody can seem to keep an eye on him for more than 15 minutes at a time... Because he's still waiting for his sister and she still hasn't found him and he's really worried and scared. So maybe he should find her instead. The steadily falling snow will not be enough to deter this tiny juggernaut of brotherly affection as he pokes around the unfamiliar village.
In the evening, after Kaori has shown him how, he will make a super important public address.]
[VOICE]
Um...hello everyone... [ohmygod he is so nervous, because he's never talked to so many people at one time before. but he keeps going. fidget fidget.] Has anybody seen my sister? I don't know where she is, a-and I haven't even seen her all day long. Her name is Martel... She's really tall and nice and she has lots of green hair.
[Um, what else? ...Oh!] She likes smiling, so she'll probably be smiling if you see her.
Please help me if you can, because I really wanna find her... [sdjfgsdf shutting the weird book now! >////< The lengths he goes to for his big sister...]
[OOC NOTE: Because I'm about as original as Luke fon Fabre. (rimshot!) Mithos here was mallynapped about a week ago, but I didn't feel like taking up more space in your flist than necessary. Tags will be happening with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
imasapling, and chronologically the last action thread will be Kaori. BUT HAVE AT IT, EVERYWHERE.]
The buildings around him don't look the same as the ones in his town, and he wonders where he is and how he got here. His sister must be looking for him right now, and he will wait for her because he is a good brother. He sees a funny little book with his name on it, sitting in the snow nearby, and he picks it up. It must be his if his name is on the front. It is very cold outside. Snow is falling down. He shivers and hugs himself and wishes he had his sister. And a coat. His back feels funny too, but backs are hard to reach. He decides to crouch in the doorway of one of the buildings to hide from the wind and snow, but he doesn't go inside because he does not know who lives there and he does not want to get in trouble for being somewhere he isn't supposed to be.
He opens the weird book and sees a lot of blank space to write in. There's even a pencil to write with. He'll do that while he waits for his sister. She will be here soon, and then he can stop being cold and scared. In careful, childish letters, he starts:]
[WRITTEN]
A Story by Mithos Yggdrasill [...there. That sounds pretty legit. 8|a What next...?]
Once thare was a boy. He had a big sister who was reely nice and they had a lots of fun together. He was reely nice to, so everyone wanted to be frends with him.
One day the boy and his sister had to go into the scary woods. Thare was a big monster in the woods and it was reely mean and bad and everybody else was scared of it but it had to be stopped because it kept eating all the food. The boy wasn't scared of it. He was reely brave and he knew he was safe with his big sister. [...and so on. Any literary critics want to jump in on this riveting tale?]
[MORE ACTION]
[Thoughout the day, he can be found here and there in the village. Nobody can seem to keep an eye on him for more than 15 minutes at a time... Because he's still waiting for his sister and she still hasn't found him and he's really worried and scared. So maybe he should find her instead. The steadily falling snow will not be enough to deter this tiny juggernaut of brotherly affection as he pokes around the unfamiliar village.
In the evening, after Kaori has shown him how, he will make a super important public address.]
[VOICE]
Um...hello everyone... [ohmygod he is so nervous, because he's never talked to so many people at one time before. but he keeps going. fidget fidget.] Has anybody seen my sister? I don't know where she is, a-and I haven't even seen her all day long. Her name is Martel... She's really tall and nice and she has lots of green hair.
[Um, what else? ...Oh!] She likes smiling, so she'll probably be smiling if you see her.
Please help me if you can, because I really wanna find her... [sdjfgsdf shutting the weird book now! >////< The lengths he goes to for his big sister...]
[OOC NOTE: Because I'm about as original as Luke fon Fabre. (rimshot!) Mithos here was mallynapped about a week ago, but I didn't feel like taking up more space in your flist than necessary. Tags will be happening with
imasapling, and chronologically the last action thread will be Kaori. BUT HAVE AT IT, EVERYWHERE.]
[written]
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[written]
I'm glad to hear that! [That's the same with most of his, too. ...except Devlin... he shakes his head and keeps writing.] I'm happy for you, being taken care of and loved by your big sister like that.
So you're Mithos, right? My name's Jeb. It's nice to meet you! [If only he knew.]
[written] for real now
I didn't know books had names and sisters.
[written]
[written]
[Communicator? Too many syllables, Jeb, oh my god.]
[written]
[Hey, he knew what 'communicator' meant when he was Mithos' age... but he also watched and read stuff about superheroes and spies back then
stop laughing, Kath.][written]
[Reading a word is different from hearing it spoken, okok.]
[written]
[It's okay. He'll just spell it correctly for Mithos! Attempt to be helpful is a go!]
[written]
What's you're sister like Jeb?
[written]
no subject
So you have more then one sister? [That must be nice... If one sister is really good, then more than one must be even better, right?]
[written]
Oh, yes! I have a twin sister, too. We're actually a set of triplets with my twin brother. I say she's younger than me, because she was born after me and that brother.
[Jeb has a slightly large family okok]
[written]
That wood be nice. [yes, accept food offers from strangers who talk to you through books!] Are you good at making sandwiches?