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Grayling - Wednesday, November 27, 2002 Cal: That's enough sleep. Get up. / Fern: ..wha? Jeez.. Cal.. the sun's not even up yet.. what's the problem...? / Cal: My PROBLEM is YOU and your incessant QUESTIONS. I'm not accustomed to being resisted. Just STOP it, STOP IT, it makes my HEAD hurt, do you understand?? / Cal: And . . . and stop . . . being nice to me.. / Fern: Cal.. you're...not making any sense.. I thought . . . things were going well... / Fern: If you want to go somewhere, I'll go willingly.. It's no problem.. I want to do it, if you want it, okay? Let me get my coat. / Cal: No. You won't need it.
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Grayling - Thursday, November 28, 2002 -Tower-
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Grayling - Friday, November 29, 2002 Cal: This meeting has officially begun. I would like to start this off by stating my profound and hearty objection to aligning this elemental. / Lem: Not this ridiculous bullshit again. Do we really have to listen to this? / May: Lem, let him speak. / Cal: He's not ready. He may never BE ready. To align him would be to destroy him. / Lem: What if he chooses to destroy our work, eh? He's fully capable of it. It won't take long for him to learn. To even consider setting him loose on the world is sheer folly. / Cal: If he MUST be aligned, at least give him enough time to understand and grow accustomed to -- / Lem: Time is exactly what we don't have. He becomes more and more incorporeal every day. Eventually he will come to his full form without our assistance. The results would be potentially catastrophic -- and out of our control. Once he's untangible it'll be even more difficult to align him. We need to do it NOW. / Fern: I'm tangible enough for you to chain me up. / Cal: Fern.. please. Shut up.
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Grayling - Saturday, November 30, 2002 Cal: You realize that aligning an unwilling being is one of the most excruciating experiences sustained by persons of mortal origins. To force him is cruel and unusual. / Lem: You don't know that for certain. / Cal: That's how it is with minions. Moranerial is certainly stronger than most minions, but that only means he'll live that much longer in agony. To me, explosing him to THIS is the 'folly' involved here. His mind will most certainly be destroyed through the alignment process. THEN he will be unstoppable. / Lem: Not unstoppable. He will obey his master. / Cal: Through torture. you know very well this is not the way to nurture a minion -- the same should apply to a secondary, tenfold. / Lem [offscreen]: You're speaking as though he'll be aligned to YOU. Alignment to my side of the branch is a great deal less stressful. He'll fit in there. Your powers assimilate victims more painfully. / Cal [offscreen]: If he's to be aligned at all, he's MINE. / Lem [offscreen]: No, he's MINE.
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Grayling - Sunday, December 1, 2002 Lem: I have the sun's approval. I should receive power over the secondaries. / Fern: Don't brag your mother loves you. She's supposed to. / May, Cal, Lem: *sweatdrop* / Lem: You STILL don't understand the position you're in, do you. / Fern: I s'pose not. No one's condescended to the extend of informing me of particulars. / Fern: And, by the way, don't I have any say in this? / Cal, Lem: NO! / Fern: . . . / Well at least you guys agree on SOMEthing.. / May: Both of you calm down. It seems to me that as Moranerial loses his mortal aspects, he will slowly go mad at any rate. So it would be better to get all finished in one clean stroke, and at the same time be in control of the transition. Otherwise, the situation could easily spin out of our hands. / Lem: Exactly!! That's what I've been trying to say! / May: But... / Lem: But? What but? / May: You're not strong enough to control Moranerial, Lem. / Lem: W---Whaddaya MEAN, not STRONG enough!?! I NEED this elemental's powers! I provide the spark of life, but his essence is what I've harnessed to MAINTAIN it! I need his powers at MY disposal! And, AGAIN, I emphasize that I have the sun's positive regard! Cal is practically DISOWNED by our mother! He's in no position to receive gifts like this! / May: This isn't a gift. You will still be capable of exploiting his powers, even if he's under Cal's control. I doubt very much that any more secondaries will be coming Cal's way. We have to keep the chart balanced. Fern is the first secondary. I doubt any proceeding him will be as powerful.
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Grayling - Monday, December 2, 2002 Lem: This just.. amazes me. We're going to put this ... this WEAPON in the hands of a deranged freak. / May: This is the only possible solution, like it or not. / Eventually, it will satisfy all our interests. / Lem: All he's interested in is destroying things. / May: So be it. That's what he's here for. / May: Cal, do you accept? / Cal: As much as I would like to disbelieve it.. this is the only way. / Fern: Cal -- You're -- you're going to let htis happen to me? How.. how can you... / / Cal: It's not a matter of choice. / Not for anyone.
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Grayling - Tuesday, December 3, 2002 Cal . . . Cal PLEASE don't do this to me, please don't-- / Don't . . . make it harder than it already is. / Well, come on, Cal. The longer you sentimentalize over it the harder it'll be. Don't keep us waiting here all day. / Cal, you don't want to do this to me -- you know you don't -- Cal -- / Let's get this over with.
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Grayling - Wednesday, December 4, 2002 To be quite honest . . . I don't really remember what happened next . . . . / But that's understandable . . . / I was hit with a direct power surge, straight from its point of origin. It was so that all my last mortal qualities would be destroyed . . . and my elemental powers would emerge fully. That sounds nice, saying it. / But 'mentals operate nothing like mortals.
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Grayling - Thursday, December 5, 2002 Fern (narration): At first . . . you know . . . it wasn't so bad . . . imagine having your mind smashed into millions of tiny fragments by a sledgehammer... scattered everywhere ... suddenly, you see everything -- everything -- there are thousands of people looking at you RIGHT NOW / Fern (narration): And the NOISE Can I even describe the noise? SCREAMING / Fern (narration): You think -- -- what sort of horrible place is this? Is it Hell? Then you realize -- it's worse -- It's your own head
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Grayling - Friday, December 6, 2002 Fern: I'll be all right as soon as / as soon / as soon / Fern: AS I STOP THINKING / Fern: This is just a bad dream -- it will pass / Fern: Someone else now knows every one of my most private thoughts . . . / Fern: Stop laughing at me, I'm not a toy! I'm -- / Fern: I'm . . . I don't know what I am . . . / Fern (narration): Your back-ground is stripped away... you are . . . as you perceive yourself / Fern (narration): Gods have to make things up for themselves ... what an empty, lonely thing -- If you hate yourself, you hate your creations - And there is nothing for you, anywhere -- no home
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Grayling - Saturday, December 7, 2002 Fern (narration): How embarassing. If you know nothing of anatomy you can't make yourself a body. / Fern (narration):And if you don't understand reality -- you can't bring yourself back to it -- / Fern (narration):What would your mind do without the world? So much work is already done for us when we're born -- We don't appreciate it until suddenly it's gone. All the monsters from when I was a kid -- why couldn't I have thought more about pink bunnies or something instead / Fern: I'm trying to get my thoughts back together / Fern: But as soon as I get them back - I want to throw them away again - Apparently . . . I like myself even less than I thought . . .
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Grayling - Sunday, December 8, 2002 And when I thought it couldn't get worse....It all suddenly stopped. / The silence was...just as bad. Someone else owned my thoughts- they could stop them as they please.
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Grayling - Monday, December 9, 2002 Lem: What the hell is the matter with him? You didn't rematerialize him just so he could lie there like a rug. / Cal: He's in shock. And likely to remain that way for quite some time. / Lem: Well he's creeping me out. I'm out of here. I wish you joy of him. / Cal: May... May... what have we done... / May: Cal... It'll be all right eventually... Don't let it tear you apart. / Cal: May... Rae doesn't like him. / May: ... Oh. ...Oh. Dear. Well.. we'll just.. have to do the best we can. / May: I know you still have arrangements for the house.. I'll go make sure they are finished within a few days.
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Grayling - Tuesday, December 10, 2002 Cal: Home and again. / I hope a least your bed is here. / Eep! You're harder to carry than I thought. / Yes...good...it's here.
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Grayling - Wednesday, December 11, 2002 Delivery Men: Jeez. What's in here, bricks? / Close. Lots and lots of books. / May says this will be the start of a series of deliveries to this place. / I can't say I'm eager to return to a place like this. Eegh. creepy. / A job's a job. / Ok, all finished. Let's blow this popsicle stand. / Cal: *grab* / *thmp* / *RRRRRRRRRRR*
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Grayling - Thursday, December 12, 2002 Fern: AAAUGHHH!! / Cal: Fern!! / Fern: What -- What is that NOISE -- it won't STOP -- It won't fucking STOP!!! / Cal: It's.. It's my hearbeat.. you'll be hearing it all the time now.. it's part of you. It'll get less and less loud as you become accustomed to -- / Fern: FUCK you and your heartbeat! / Fern: KEEP AWAY! I was WILLING to stay with you. I WANTED to. I thought you were my friend - and I wouldn't say that, only I know you've already picked my brain. I'd be a damn fool to think I have secrets any longer. Why did you DO this to me?! You fucking BASTARD. I don't WANT you in my head. / / Fern: You don't know how it feels ... you don't know how it feels.. Every trivial secret.. every little personality flaw.. everything.. gone. I'm no longer a person. You don't know how it feels ... to have someone in your head.
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Grayling - Friday, December 13, 2002 Cal: I don't know what it's like? I, of all people? If only that were the case. When haven't I? / Cal: When havent' I been some fragmentary fear in some mortal's squirming brain? When haven't I been an idea tossed around, mocked, feared, trodden upon, deceived, and ignored? People would rather pretend I didn't exist -- If they say my name, it accompanies a curse. If they think of me, it's with loathing, disgust, and fear. I keep children up at night, I torment the lederly, I arrive tardy for the suffering, I am lusted after by the mentally ill. You think I ENJOY being this? You think that I am PROUD that I will always prevail, that I ENJOY destroying life? You think I don't want to be part of life as much as anybody? / / Cal: Drink this. It'll help. / Fern: W...what is it? / Cal: Blood. Drink it.
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Grayling - Saturday, December 14, 2002 Fern: "Blegh! That's DISGUSTING, not to mention unsanitary. You don't really expect me to INGEST this do you??" / Cal: "You're past the point of having to worry about the unsanitary. But if you don't want to drink it, you don't have to." / Fern: "Okay then. I pass." / Cal: "Well.. if you don't want this.. do you feel well enough for some dinner? I can try and make you some." / Fern: "Not hungry." / Cal: "Are.. are you sure?" / Fern: "If I ever eat again I certainly won't be doing it with YOU."
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Grayling - Sunday, December 15, 2002 several months later... / Lem: Man. You look even worse than last time I saw you. / Lem: Someone been pounding you with an ugly stick? / Cal: ...trouble at home... / Lem: Aaah, Fern eh? / Lem: Well, have a seat. I want you to look over these plans. / Lem: My minions and I have been working on this project to design special new crestis for elementals. / Cal: Does this have anything to do with how you now have three secondaries of your own? / Lem: Maybe! But I need you to look it over--find any chinks for us to smooth out. So how IS Fern, anyway? / Cal: I don't really know. He still has manic periods. I try to help him through them.. but usually get bitten. He's intractable..Either he's out wandering about who-knows-where or he's shut up in his room..I don't really come out either... / Lem: That's... that's good! I mean uh.. In elemental years, he's an infant. So if he's behaving like a teenager, he's coming along quite speedily. / Cal: You're optimistic today. / Lem: Well, I'm excited about this! If these things work, we won't have to cast spells every time we want to teleport or whatever. / Cal: I'll have to take these home to look over, but it seems like the principle ideas are sound. Very interesting. / Lem: Terrific! And this way p'raps you can design a new heart for yourself. That'll feel good, eh? / Lem: One more thing--come on, I have something else to show you.
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Grayling - Monday, December 16, 2002 Fern: Whoa! / Smoke: *plop* / Cal: For you. / Cal: He was found behind an energy blast. No one knows where he came from..but he's very powerful. He's your minion now. / Fern: Hey..but.. / Fern: Don't you want him for yourself?! You don't have any minions. / Cal: No..he's for you. / Perspective is for the WEAK. .... *cough*
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Grayling - Tuesday, December 17, 2002 Fern: Feeling more like myself today... / Fern: Wow.. He's bought a lot of stuff. / Fern: Hey! / Fern: A turntable! I haven't seen one of these in ages. / Fern: Way to go, Cal. This is reallly neat stuff. Have you used any of this yet? / Cal: Huh? ... No..no! I haven't. / Fern: Let's try it out then! Have a seat.
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Grayling - Wednesday, December 18, 2002 Cal: So have you named him yet? / Fern: Well.. From the pattern of his fur, I thought Smoke would be appropriate. / Cal: Heh.. Fire and smoke. Very nice. / *sound of an awkward pause* / Fern: Cal..... / Cal: Yes! / Cal: I'maveryactivelistenerIambothreadyandwillingto / haveyoushareyourthoughtswithmeifyousochoose!!!! / Fern: I'm not going to apologize for a goddamn thing. I've been through hell and I don't see a reason why I should be sorry for ANYTHING. I don't need anyone's forgiveness least of all YOURS, so I'm not going to, don't expect me to. / Fern: As long as we're stuck like this and all we might as well make the best of it. I'm STILL me and I'm STILL not some piece of MEAT that belongs to you crazy fucks. But you and I should be friends goddamnit and that's the end of it. / Cal: .... / Fern: All right, unpleasant crap over with. Let's dance. You owe me a good time. / Cal: D-dance?! I --I can't! / Fern: I can teach you. / Cal: I-- I have a bad foot.... / Fern: Then we'll dance slow.
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Grayling - Thursday, December 19, 2002 Fern: All right.. I'll lead.. Don't worry, it's not as hard as you think... / Fern: With your long limbs you would look pretty good dancing..you just need some practice. Now just move along with me-- / Fern: Hahaha, oh man, Cal. We're dancing, not tying our legs in knots. / Cal: I'm sorry!!! / Fern: It's okay...nobody hurt. That was fun. / Cal: What does this song mean, anyway? / Fern: Satellite of Love? Well, I'd say it was about a jealous guy brooding. He doesn't go out and do anything about it, though, so the world passes him by. / Cal: Why doesn't he do something? / Fern: I dunno. Maybe he feels stupid. Maybe he doesn't feel good enough. Maybe he's scared. / Cal: *smooch* / Fern: Well, this isn't getting dinner finished. I'll be in the kitchen. / Cal: WHYYYYYYYY DID I DO THAT STUPID, STUPID THING!??!?
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Grayling - Friday, December 20, 2002 Cal: *cough* / Cal: Well, apparently Lem wants you to meet up with the other secondaries soon. / Fern: Why would he want that? / Cal: You're the oldest... Despite Lem's negative qualities, he can tell leadership material when he sees it... and when he doesn't. He thinks you can keep them organized. / Fern: Bullshit. I'm not leading anybody / Cal: Well.. in any case, it might be fun for you to go meet them. They sound like an interesting bunch. / Fern: I guess so. Though I don't feel much familiarity with them--they weren't forced into servitude, were they? / Fern: Once they meet me, I doubt they'll want me as a leader. I'm not into the entire "teamwork" regime. / Cal: Very few leaders are. / Cal: You may not enjoy it, but they'll need you someday. Don't walk away without giving them a chance. / Fern: {thinking} .... he looks so sick all of a sudden... / Fern: Hey! Aren't you going to eat? / Cal: No... I'm... not feeling very well. Excuse me.
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Grayling - Saturday, December 21, 2002 Cal: Stop it.. please stop it... / Rae: You think I'm BLIND Cal?! Is that it?! Fine, just go off and have fun with your new slut. / Rae: You'll come crawling back when he rejects you. What makes you think a fuck like him will put up with you? Ugly, scrawny, filthy little weirdo that you are -- it's no wonder we're alone. / Cal: I -- I just want to be happy-- / Rae: It's ALL about YOU now, is it? What about ME? I'm STUCK in here, TRAPPED in your bleeding crippled CARCASS. / Rae: Forced to listen to your SHIT for endless years. I'm fucking SICK of it, has it occurred to you you're TIRESOME after awhile?! / Cal: You used to like me, didn't you? / Rae: Oh, are you going to CRY now? I wish I had some GRASS in here. I at least would have something else to WATCH. Your whimpering nauseates me. / Rae: If you want that ugly little redhead so much more than me, then I'll get him for you. I'll get him in such a way that you two will never, ever be apart. Doesn't that sound romantic? I'm a VERY good brother, wouldn't you say so? As long as YOU'RE happy, everything's just fine. I don't figure in. Not at all. / Cal: stop it.. stop it....
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Grayling - Sunday, December 22, 2002 A year later - Vivaneriallian stronghold off the Arcar Sea / Viv: Moranerial! At last, we meet! I'm so glad you came-- we were starting to get worried you wouldn't be able to visit, yet again. / Fern: Yeah. Sorry. I've been laid up awhile. / Fern: Seems like you and the other secondaries have handled yourselves just fine. / Viv: We haven't had too much trouble-still, it is a great thing indeed to at last meet you. / Viv: You are the eldest secondary! We've been waiting on the edge of our seats for a year, waiting to meet you. Welcome to my home. / Viv: Ah, I see you brought your overnight bag. Splendid! I have a feast entirely planned out -- I hope you like seafood. Fola, Funa, and Ell arrived yesterday. My my, I can't wait to introduce you to them! / Fern: Mmmhm. / Funa: Hello. Viv, don't you think it's time you brought Moranerial inside? It's quite hot out here. / Funa: We're all waiting inside. / Viv: Ah! I'm sorry, Funa. It completely slipped my mind in my excitement. / Viv: My I introduce you, Moranerial, to Funaner, elemental of earth. / Viv: I, as you know, am Vivanerial, elemental of water. Please come inside.
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Grayling - Monday, December 23, 2002 Ell: Look, Fola! Mr. Moranerial is here! / Ell: Hi! / Fern: Mm. / Ell: Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Ellioner, elemental of time. / Ell: And over there is grumpy old Fola. / Fola: Folanerial. Elemental of air. / Fern: All right. Where is a good place to talk? / Fern: We have a lot of business to take care of, and I'd like to get it finished quickly. / Funa: Viv has a room arranged. But first, we were planning on some more relaxing activities. The work can come later, and we are tired from our trip. / Fern: A stick in the mud, a layabout, a ditz, and a jock. What a sorry-looking bunch you are. And you're going to live forever, and I'm supposed to be "in charge". This has got to be some sort of cosmic joke. / Viv: Well, you're certainly welcome to your own opinion! / Funa: ....what sort of way is that to speak to anybody... / El: H...he doesn't like us!? Why doesn't he like us?! Did I do something wrong?? / Fola: I don't want to be involved in this EITHER. / Fern: I've gotten accustomed to just saying what I have in mind. I can afford to be honest these days. / Viv: No need to quarrel. Let's all have something to eat, and discuss the matters at hand as Moranerial pleases.
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Grayling - Tuesday, December 24, 2002 Fern: All right. There are two major topics at hand. The first I'd like to go over is the plans for a minion refuge. / Funa: Minion refuge? What exactly do you mean by that? / Fern: The law of the branches states that minions are subject to their master's every command. Frankly, in most civilized societies this is considered slavery. It IS slavery. The least we can do is provide a place where minions can take a rest from their constant servitude -- a refuge where elementals are not allowed. / Fola: You talk as though the minions are the only ones enslaved. Why should we care about the minions, when we ourselves are suffering through the same difficulties? / Fola: The treatment given to us by the primaries is far worse than what most minions experience. / Fern: Excuse me, but if your only purpose in talking is to demonstrate your ignorance and apathy towards people who are in equal or worse straits than you are, then kindly keep your mouth shut. / Fern: I agree that we too are subject to permanent servitude just as they are... Unfortunately, there is no respite for us. But we can at least help the others. It's sheerly impractical from a moral standpoint to allow this to continue. Standing aside and doing nothing is as monstrous as doing the act itself. / Viv: Well, aside from gaining the primaries' permission, and the cost of building, and the design of a protection spell... It doesn't sound like such an unreasonable plan. / Ell: I like it! It sounds nice for the minions to have someplace to take a break. As of now, elementals can trake you down wherever you go. / Funa: Thelack of privacy for minions is causing a great deal of upset. / Funa: We're inured to it, but there are few of us, and many more minions. It will cause low morale, even an uprising eventually if the minions don't have, at the very least, a place to recuperate. I agree with the plan. / Fern: Fine then. Now that we've wasted 15 minutes on something that should have been inherently obvious, let's move on to the subject of the crestils. / Viv: Ah. / Viv: If you would allow me, Moranerial, I will take over from here.
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Grayling - Wednesday, December 25, 2002 Viv: Well, technically, I won't be speaking. / Just allow me to introduce you to Bastian, a minion of Lem's who has been the leading researcher on the crestil design team. / He has finished the core crestill design and would lie to speak with us about what we personally want from them. / Bastian: Yes, that's correct. / If any of you have any questions or new features you would lie to see in the crestils before we incant them, please feel free to tell me and I'll see what I can do. / Fola: I have a question. / Why, do you think, more than any other branch the Callanerianllians have pressed for the crestil development? / The Lemaneriallian enthusiams is, of course, unquestionable. But for them, it's an entertaing issue of new technology. Above everyone else, the Callaneriallians have driven for this project to be finished ever since it was first put on the table. / Just idle curiosity. I was just wondering...WHY exactly the Callanerianllians are so interested in acquiring the powers the crestils possess, whereas the rest of us are content with waiting. / Bastian: I--I uh! / I-I'm afraid I don't really have any-thing on that, Mr. Folanerial-- / Viv: It's alright Bastian. Elemental jostling. Please continue with your presentation. / Bastian: ....You're not going to help me??? / Viv: Nope! You get to do all the work!
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Grayling - Thursday, December 26, 2002 Ell: Well, that went well. At least.. I THINK it went well.. / Funa: It was all right. I just wish Fola would stop provoking Fern. / Funa: Testing the waters like children on a kindergarten playground.... So immature. But it's in his nature I suppose. / Ell: I'll never understand men T_T;;; / *chink* / Fola: The water gets dark at night doesn't it. / Fern: You have a lean and hungry look. If you wanna say something, Fola, have out and say it. / Fola: Heh. Your bluntness is admirable. I'm just wondering if the ... rumors that have been going around have any truth to them. / Things like this aren't easily kept a secret. You're inspiring a great deal of pity ... and disgust. After all, you DID choose this fate yourself. / So, will you honor me with a response. / Fern: What does it matter whether it's true or not? / Believe what you want. In situations like these, the entire problem is that there was no turth in the first place.
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