PARTY BANTER MEME

[faderifting]

In the Dragon Age games, as you travel Thedas with your best pals, they have a lot of short conversations about politics, the weather, butts, etc. So this is the Fade Rift equivalent, in four easy steps!

1. Imagine your characters are on a very long walk somewhere, or on a very long walk back after kicking ass, or standing guard together, or gathering herbs, or working in the library late at night, or anything else sort of boring. You can provide context if you'd like, like "[ On the way back from Antiva: ]," but it isn't mandatory.

2. Post a few different remarks your character might make—similar to TFLN, except spoken out loud and less ridiculous, maybe, or maybe not, I don’t know your life—while passing the time.

3. Tag around to reply to those general remarks or to start new/wildcard conversations! Threads should be pretty short and involve minimal action; there’s no need to turn anything into a big production. Threadjacking to create multiperson conversations is encouraged (unless someone says not to). Multiple different conversations between the same characters occurring on different days are also encouraged.

4. Gather up all of your little conversation snippets like a bouquet and keep them forever, because they’re game canon.

Comments

[favoriteanalyst]

[Narrowly avoiding 'andrastianism is just reflavored christianity juice' for now, thankfully.]

I'll take a song, then.

[notathreat]

Okay.

[For now. And she's played Hallelujah before, at the bonfire, so she thinks a bit over some of the ones she likes, rejects them each in turn because they're too damn sad-sounding.

She also doesn't have her dulcimer with her- it's just her voice. But she does sing. She's got a singing voice a touch higher than her normal one. Sweeter, too.]

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
and mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun,
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun

[favoriteanalyst]

[Funny how, without any context for the actual meaning, the place it comes from, the views held, it sounds like something that could have been written of the Maker. It has shades of Transfigurations in places.

And for all the Chant is meant to be sung, it's not a very musically interesting piece. Only so much you can do when there's so much of it. Most of it just ends up being...well, a chant.]

If you ever get bored of the scout life, you could be a minstrel. [Or a bard, but that would be an even more stressful life.]

[notathreat]

Oh, you know. In another reality.

[A big grin. That was cryptic Ellie what the hell-]

What's your favorite part of the chant?

[favoriteanalyst]

[He blows out some air.] Ooh, yeah, honestly that's a tough one. Lotta good lines, even among the repetition and the rehashed stories. Put a sword to my neck and make me choose, I'd probably reach for: How can we know You? In the turning of the seasons, in life and death, in the empty space where our hearts hunger for a forgotten face?

[notathreat]

So the Maker's that something missing?