[OPENING] mass visual telepathy log

[spellheal]

[Genette has provided everyone a portion of mirror, which they're free to do whatever they want to with it BUT the idea is that they introduce themselves to the telepathy network with a video feed, showcasing their face. Otherwise, the coven might just get an endless stream of grass, sand or hut wall.

If you're willing to commit to the exercise, here is your intro log for doing so! Hold up the mirror piece, introduce yourself and receive a broadcast from your fellow mages.

Because this is an open post, tag around like you would a typical log community post!]

Comments

[girasole]

Sicily. I don't know if you're familiar with it, but I am, and it sounds like the sort of line you'd hear some...upstanding citizen from there saying to another.

[tropism]

It's nice to know someone knows about home. I'm from Naples.

And you've got it right. Including the kind of citizen that says it from one gentleman to another. Though, of course, being an upstanding citizen myself, I'll have you know that the line came from a movie. I'll take no credit for that, none at all.

[girasole]

...same. I'm also from Naples. Do you have any idea what I'd do for some pizza right now?

[tropism]

Isn't that funny.

And it depends. Time and circumstance can change a man. Sometimes desperation makes demons out of people. Etcetera. I need to know whether or not you're an enemy, or a friend. You may speak my language, but who's to say you won't stab me in the back, in the true fashion of our people? Such is life.

.... so what kind of pizza are we talking about? Be honest.

[girasole]

At the moment a Margherita. Tomatoes, olive oil, mozzarella, basil leaves. Light toppings. You can actually see the crust. I once was desperate and tried something new. Never again.

[tropism]

Well done. You pass muster. Had you mentioned a sordid tale of certain American pizza chains and fruit on pizza that shouldn't belong in there, ever, I would've quit the conversation entirely.

And it's a pity we're so far from home. You've made me hungry. Then again, that's my fault.

[girasole]

If I had sunk so low then I'd deserve it. It's my fault as well. Then again, given some of the strange things I've seen so far, we may be lucky to discover someone here who has the gift to conjure pizzas from thin air.

A different city, but...Venice? Have you ever been there?

[tropism]

That would be a very convenient power, and a lucrative one. I'm sure pizza is universal.

And I only like Venice when it's not trying to kill me ... you know how it is.

[girasole]

I do know how it is. It tried to kill me several times as well. My teachers did most of the attempted killing, now I think about it. But there were others. I'd tell you about them but you wouldn't believe me.

[tropism]

Nothing about home surprises me now. Go ahead.

[girasole]

I'm almost afraid to ask what brought you to that point.

[He's kind of curious, yes.]

[tropism]

Perhaps you should be. What year was it for you?

helps

[girasole]

1939. Just tell me.

[Sometimes you just know where this is going. This is one of those moments.]

careful!! people might think we're friends!!!

[tropism]

No.

You are way behind. I am from 2001. Whatever your concept of bizarre was back then has drastically changed by the time I was taken. [ he would know. he's instigated that change. ]

You tell me your story. Then I'll consider.

point taken as we're not

[girasole]

Fine. But before I start...tell me how old you are.

no .... we're best friends

[tropism]

.... you are from 1939. You are practically ancient to me!

[ WHAT ARE YOU, A COP??? ]

Fuck no.

[girasole]

[No, he's someone talking to a fetus. He knows this. This is that moment when you're chatting online, freeze, and go, "I'm talking to a baby. I just realized this." Unsure.]

You must be young. 12? 13?

[UNSURE, does he need to sanitize hitting people with a wrench because he's talking to a fetus? Probably!]

BEST OF FRIENDS

[tropism]

Do you feel morally responsible otherwise?

I will use this to my full benefit, if you're not careful.

We can be close comrades.

[girasole]

Do I feel morally responsible.

[...]

I ran away from home, learned my family's destiny was to fight vampires, to keep things simple, and someone I know and am fond of got attacked by a disembodied brain. Yourself?

[Take that as you will.]

BEST!!! OF!!! FRIENDS!!!!

[tropism]

[ a disembodied brain. and vampires? (this guy is not going to like his dreams, giorno can tell. he may be able to sympathize, but someone who accepts destiny will not be able to understand what it means to seize power.) ]

Grew up in the mafia.

[ that's honest enough. he'll leave it at that. ]

Nah.

[girasole]

THAT explains a great deal.

you are a terrible liar

[tropism]

It has the same level of clarity as "vampires" and "disembodied brain."

You go first.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[girasole]

My father vanished when I was young. I went looking for him. Eventually, I learned that he had left to fight an ancient race known as the Pillar Men. They were a species that was similar enough to vampires so imagine those, as I'd rather not think too hard about the specifics.

Anyway, my father perished to them, as my grandfather did before him. I trained to take up my family's mantle and to finish what they started. In the process, one of them was reduced to a disembodied brain and possessed someone that I know. A close friend of mine and I managed to save her. How dramatically has the definition of bizarre changed by 2001?

grips shoulder

[tropism]

....

Is there a way to become a vampire? Or a Pillar Man? Not that I'm interested in becoming either, but it's important for me to know, before I launch into my life story.

...

[girasole]

...

Let's just say yes to becoming a vampire and in the classical way that you see in bad fiction, and this place also gave me the ability to easily burn any vampire to a crisp, so keep that in mind if you ever end up seriously considering it.