Jan 19, 2007 01:17
*Chris walks into the apartment and suddenly it becomes one room with Crista, Killian, Tinker and Kit standing there*
Killian - The Hell
Chris - In Exactly 7 Days do you know what happens?
Tinker - Is there a new Processor coming out that can actually handle Windows Vista.
Chris = No...but good guess, I guess.
Kit - Youll be finished with your book?
Chris - I wish...but I am working on it slowly.
Crista - Three Years.
Killian - It has been that long hasnt it.
Chris - Yes, it really has. Three years since this world was created, its gone through many changes even an attempt the make it a living world, dungeons, wars, death, and a couple dozen Personas, but Killian, Crista, and Tinker, you have been with me all three years do you know why?
Killian - Because you love us?
Crista - More like because we are the most constant personas that he has had to deal with, Kit came along because multiple different things that would require his creativity popped up in his life and I dont think thats gonna change for a while.
Kit - GM'ing, Book Writing, Drawing, even playing Magic require me.
Chris - In spring I will need you for set design for my moms play.
Kit - Aye, Aye.
Chris - But back to my reason for doing this, *he walks to the wall behind him and traces a four pane window on the wall with his finger and pushes the window parts out as the sill and mullians become 3d, glass apears in place of the holes and the world outside can be seen, it has become a vast grassy plain. The city in the distance is gone.* my Inner World is changed, my youthful imaginings have gone into my subconscience and this new world has appeared fertile and new, waiting for inhabitants, after this house is complete this world will fill with people, all personas of me and my thoughts, feelings, emotions, and dreams. In time this worlds landscape will be full of life, even now trees begin to grow and their roots probe deep into my thoughts searching for life-sustaining thoughts, this one house is all I will control, the rest out there will be just as unique to me as I write it as it is for you to experience it, as always what I write here, in this house are never planned, everything I do here starts as one idea and the rest flows from my fingers and mind at a rate exceeding anything I ever thought I could muster. But I believe that with your help, and the help of any other Personas that take up residence here, we will make this place liveable.
Killian - We believe in you Chris, we always have.
Tinker - Here, Here.
Crista - You know we love you, you are as much one of us as we are part of you.
Kit - And Ill be here for as long as you need me buddy.
Chris - I will keep needing for the rest of my life, if I ever stop needing you I will hopefully be dead, as life without my Muse would be dull indeed.
*Kit looks like he is going to cry*
Chris - First things first, shall we. *Chris lifts his booted foot and stomps on the ground, the room shakes and expands and shapes itself to look just like the first house* Sometime, youthful imaginings need to be remembered.
Crista - Wow, never thought we would see this place again.
Kilian - Yeah, lots of good times, *notices chains against the back wall* and painful memories it would seem.
Crista - *notices a broken mirror* Reminders seem ever present when you grow up, you cant just forget.
Tinker - *Notices a room with a black door open showing a blood-stained carpet* Sometimes reminders keep us from repeating past mistakes.
Chris - *Stands above a spiral staircase going downwards* If we ever forget these things which changed me emotionally and mentally, we would be living a shell of a life.
Kit - It would seem I missed alot.
Chris - Yes, times where my muse was the furthest from my thoughts, back when I let pure emotion fuel me. It was a bad time for me, and I cant say I will go through a time like that again, bt at least I know you will be here for me if I do.
Crista - *hugs Chris* WE will always be beside you, mentally and spiritually.
Chris - Thank you, in 7 days I will be back with a full Renovation report.
*Chris Leaves*