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Open log: Mu meditation

Nov 23, 2009 22:33

Who: Prince Poo. Open to anyone and everyone.
What: Mu Meditation!
When: see OOC notes; everything in here will happen between November 27th and December 20th. Poo's going to Dalaam after that date for winter break.
Where: SBG's main courtyard, other various places.
Rating: PG +

( Iiiiiits that time of year again! \o/ Some OOC notes... )

!rp log, kumatora (mother), goose (pilotwings), tony (mother), sonic (sonic the hedgehog), poo (mother), nyx/gengar (pokemon), !open log, espio (sonic the hedgehog), ulki (fire emblem), bob heather/arceus (pokemon)

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Re: November 28th, noon? swordofkings November 29 2009, 19:28:42 UTC

Poo debated if Goose would reach enlightenment as Mu taught it. There was a purpose behind the training; to show that the body was ultimately worthless, just a physical container for one's spirit, the ego, and that the barrier between the ego and the spirit needed to be broken down before one could tap into their true power and inner strength.

Mu's eyes flickered and there was a slow, gradually increasing tugging sensation in Goose's arm sockets.

Continuing to accept Mu's tests for the sake of one's ego and to just get it over with was going to lead to, well... questionable results. Probably leaving the mediator and meditate... ee unfilled. Poo accepted this and couldn't help but have a quick flashback from some of his previous Mu meditation sessions with certain faculty.

CRRRRCK--RIIIIP! Out of the darkness Goose could hear the flutter of hundreds of wings and ravenous caws heading in his direction. The crows descended upon his fallen limbs and consumed everything in a matter of seconds. Bone and all.

Mu calmly inquired once again. "Ah, Goose... Without legs and arms, you can only lie there... Now I'll cut your ears off. You do not mind my taking your hearing away, do you? Do you accept this?"

Re: November 28th, noon? badasscopters November 29 2009, 19:48:56 UTC

Goose cringed and let in a VERY sharp inhalation. His lungs were coming in much shorter breaths, his chest rising and falling at a more rapid pace. That hurt. That hurt an awful lot. His arms and legs- or where they 'once were'- now ached to a grand extent.

There was no way he'd back down. Sure, he wasn't some big macho guy. He wasn't as powerful as some people in this school with their fancy magic. But goddammit, he is a strong man and he can definitely go through with this.

He laughed. It sounded bitter, but it reeked of his persistence to go on. It was a sign that he was just ready to go through this and make it through.

"H-Heh... that's," He gasped harshly as the pain grew worse, but then continued. "That's all, eh? Go for it."

Re: November 28th, noon? swordofkings November 30 2009, 17:47:56 UTC

Mu seemed completely indifferent to Goose's pain, and it was only about to get worse. For a meditative void that was technically all in one's head the atmosphere of the session was wickedly intense. As if both student and teacher were being plunged further and deeper into the ocean, the pressure of the depths becoming almost unbearable.

Another flicker of stoic spirit's eyes and a horrible, tearing RIIIP. ...and then silence. Deafening silence.

(So, Goose. No legs, no arms and no sound... by floating words through the air, I must ask you... Do you care if I take your eyes? Do you want to live in eternal darkness? I shall steal your sight... Do you accept this?)

Re: November 28th, noon? badasscopters November 30 2009, 19:30:38 UTC

It was honestly difficult for Goose to keep himself from shivering in the ambiance of the moment. It was a whole new meaning to the phrase 'the most savage of human sufferings'. And now, he couldn't hear. The only thing he could hear was the ghastly being's words ringing in his head.

Was this it? Would he finally get it over with?

"Y-Yeah..." He couldn't even hear himself.

It was the eeriest silence he ever experienced.

Re: November 28th, noon? swordofkings November 30 2009, 22:02:08 UTC

Then the darkness became absolute. Mu was gone. Poo was gone. Anywhere Goose tried to look would only be met with more black.

And then into Goose's mind came the last request...

(So, Goose. Now I can only communicate directly with your mind. Your mind is all you have left... In the end, I will take your mind, though you probably don't want to allow that, do you? So you can't answer? You can't even move? Are you sad, are you lonely? If you lose your mind, you also lose any feelings of sadness... Do you accept this? I will take your mind, Goose, know that I will possess it...)

Re: November 28th, noon? badasscopters November 30 2009, 22:06:04 UTC

It was all black. Goose couldn't hear, he couldn't see. It felt like he might as well have been almost dead there, and well, he didn't like that feeling. Just about now, he felt like just getting rid of the pain, laughing, and going flying.

He was probably going enjoy things a little more than usual for some time after this.

He nodded. Get it done and outta the way, that was all he thought in return. He didn't speak his answer, only think it. It was too painful to speak right now. He didn't care, though, because Mu would probably get the message.

Re: November 28th, noon? swordofkings December 1 2009, 05:09:43 UTC

There was darkness.

Darkness for an indistinguishable amount of time.

Goose.

Goose! Mr. Goose!

"Mr. Goose!" Poo was shaking the teacher by the shoulders gently. He seemed to react very similarly to how some of the other faculty did that pushed themselves this far. "You stopped breathing for a moment." Poo said, calm but clearly concerned. "Sometimes the mind is so powerful that it fools the body into thinking the pain is real and it acts accordingly."

And now for the real question. Did Goose learn the secrets of the universe? Did he understand the value of nothingness? Did he feel... enlightened in any way shape or form now?

"...How do you feel?"

Re: November 28th, noon? badasscopters December 1 2009, 13:35:19 UTC

Goose finally managed to stir and open his eyes as he took in one long inhalation of breath. He felt his lungs stretch so strangely, and he even felt a bit breathless.

That was when Poo told him that he stopped breathing for a moment. Well, wow. That was pretty frightening to think about, even for him. Did he really have a chance of dying there?

Now he broke out into a lopsided grin. Clearly he was very happy that he was living at all now.

"Hella' happy to be alive. Y'anno, kid, not a lot freaks me out, but that managed to do it," He awkwardly chuckled. That almost felt a bit embarassing. He never reacted that way to anything before, but this was just so extreme that it did.

God, he could do with a drink right now.

Re: November 28th, noon? swordofkings December 2 2009, 05:14:07 UTC

Goose may not of gotten exactly what Poo got out of these intense training sessions but he could tell the experience had positively influenced Goose's view on life.

That made Poo feel good. "I'm glad. Mu training is very intense, not everyone can make it through all of Mu's tests and be happy with the results."

"Perhaps a drink will suffice for a celebration." Was he reading his mind?

Re: November 28th, noon? badasscopters December 2 2009, 14:20:07 UTC

"Intense as all hell, I'll tell ya what. Wasn't all that bad, though okay maybe a little, okay maybe quite a bit, okay maybe a lot," Goose snickered, rising up to his feet. He stumbled a little trying to do so, feeling a bit strange as he stood again, but he regained his footing. He was right! It was all in the mind, but it really could trick the body a little. He felt kind of tired.

Goose didn't reply at first, but just stared over at Poo in a bit of surprise. Wow, did he know him or what? "... Heh, sure would. I oughta go do that. Thanks kid."

Off he went, going back to his regular flight after a couple of failed attempts of getting back into the air. First stop, the bar.

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