[1st chord//Voice]
Of all the sheisse...
Oh is this thing on? Hello darlings. I'm a recent arrival here. My name is Hedwig. Normally i'm a German fraulein but, like most of the rest of you, i've been transformed into something mythical. I am...a whole person. One of the two headed, two bodied giants from the fairy tale my mother used to tell me.
There's a story that goes along with this new form. Would you like to hear it? Of course you would, don't be silly. It's called 'The Origin of Love'.
[She's entering performing mode. Her voice is more melodic and resonant.]
You see, long long ago, men and women didn't look like they do today. They looked like two people, back to back. They had four legs, arms and eyes. They could walk, talk and read at the same time.
Three genders, they had. The Children of the Sun looked like two men glued up back to back. The Children of the Earth looked like two girls rolled up into one. And the Children of the Moon were something in the middle, part Sun, part Earth, part daughter, part son.
They lived in peace and harmony with each other and were the brightest, most beautiful things Apollo saw in his travels across the sky.
Naturally the gods did not like this one bit. They were jealous and afraid. The people were too proud, too beautiful, too smart and defiant. So the gods all got together and decided to teach them a lesson!
Thor wanted to kill them all with his big hammer. He raged and stormed about how he would wipe all the mortals from the earth.
But Zeus, older and wiser said No, let me use my lightning to cut them in half, just like I cut the legs off the whales and turned the Dinosaurs into lizards. Zeus argued his case with all his wisdom and, since he was the oldest of the gods, he was listened to.
So he grabbed up his lightning bolts and laughed, a chilling thing. And all around the world, storm clouds gathered. The sky was totally dark.
And then fire shot down from the sky in bolts, like the shining blade of a knife. It ripped right through the flesh of the Children of the Sun, Earth and Moon. All over the world they looked up to the sky and begged 'Why?' and all they heard was Zeus's sinister chuckling. "That should do it." Zeus thought to himself. "And if they get uppity again, why i'll cut them down again and they'll be hopping around on one foot and looking through one eye!".
And then an Indian god came to each of them in turn and sewed the wound into a hole. He pulled the wound around to their bellies so it would always be a reminder of the price they paid for being too good and too beautiful. And Osiris and the other gods of the Nile summoned up a great tidal wave that flooded the world and scattered each of the people away from their counterparts.
And when they woke up, they each felt a pain that cut a straight line down through their hearts. For each of them was now missing the other half of their soul. Each of them ached and burned. And so they named the pain. They called it: Love.
And that's the way it's been ever since then.
Yet every once in a while, two people find that the two halves of their hearts fit perfectly together. And every once in a while...
Every once in a while, they find a way to put themselves back together again.
[back to normal
That's my story, darlings. I hope you liked it.
[OOC: Hedwig is indeed one of the two bodied giants from Plato's Symposium]
Oh is this thing on? Hello darlings. I'm a recent arrival here. My name is Hedwig. Normally i'm a German fraulein but, like most of the rest of you, i've been transformed into something mythical. I am...a whole person. One of the two headed, two bodied giants from the fairy tale my mother used to tell me.
There's a story that goes along with this new form. Would you like to hear it? Of course you would, don't be silly. It's called 'The Origin of Love'.
[She's entering performing mode. Her voice is more melodic and resonant.]
You see, long long ago, men and women didn't look like they do today. They looked like two people, back to back. They had four legs, arms and eyes. They could walk, talk and read at the same time.
Three genders, they had. The Children of the Sun looked like two men glued up back to back. The Children of the Earth looked like two girls rolled up into one. And the Children of the Moon were something in the middle, part Sun, part Earth, part daughter, part son.
They lived in peace and harmony with each other and were the brightest, most beautiful things Apollo saw in his travels across the sky.
Naturally the gods did not like this one bit. They were jealous and afraid. The people were too proud, too beautiful, too smart and defiant. So the gods all got together and decided to teach them a lesson!
Thor wanted to kill them all with his big hammer. He raged and stormed about how he would wipe all the mortals from the earth.
But Zeus, older and wiser said No, let me use my lightning to cut them in half, just like I cut the legs off the whales and turned the Dinosaurs into lizards. Zeus argued his case with all his wisdom and, since he was the oldest of the gods, he was listened to.
So he grabbed up his lightning bolts and laughed, a chilling thing. And all around the world, storm clouds gathered. The sky was totally dark.
And then fire shot down from the sky in bolts, like the shining blade of a knife. It ripped right through the flesh of the Children of the Sun, Earth and Moon. All over the world they looked up to the sky and begged 'Why?' and all they heard was Zeus's sinister chuckling. "That should do it." Zeus thought to himself. "And if they get uppity again, why i'll cut them down again and they'll be hopping around on one foot and looking through one eye!".
And then an Indian god came to each of them in turn and sewed the wound into a hole. He pulled the wound around to their bellies so it would always be a reminder of the price they paid for being too good and too beautiful. And Osiris and the other gods of the Nile summoned up a great tidal wave that flooded the world and scattered each of the people away from their counterparts.
And when they woke up, they each felt a pain that cut a straight line down through their hearts. For each of them was now missing the other half of their soul. Each of them ached and burned. And so they named the pain. They called it: Love.
And that's the way it's been ever since then.
Yet every once in a while, two people find that the two halves of their hearts fit perfectly together. And every once in a while...
Every once in a while, they find a way to put themselves back together again.
[back to normal
That's my story, darlings. I hope you liked it.
[OOC: Hedwig is indeed one of the two bodied giants from Plato's Symposium]