Pandora's Observations: A Storm in the Night
24th night of the 3rd moon of 482
12 months after the birth of Pandora
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Howling wind accompanied the pattering rain on the rooftop. Flashes of light followed by bursts of sound reverberated through the night, waking at least one who would have preferred to remain asleep. Pandora stirred in her bed. She was cold! The bright and loud hurt! Her teeth hurt! Her mouth near her teeth hurt! She put her tiny blue thumb into her mouth to quell the pain. It didn't help. She pushed her thumb against the most painful spot in her mouth and sucked, trying to distract herself from the pains of the light, sounds, and her mouth. She shifted position. The leaves in her mattress ruffled uncomfortably across her skin. Her tiny azure face began crinkled into a frown, threatening to erupt.
Another flash split the night immediately followed by a deafening boom. Her resolve failing, Pandora freed her thumb from her mouth's clutch and released a wail. The storm continued to rage; oblivious or uncaring of her pain. Nearly instantly, Mama and Dada sounds came to Pandora's ears. But Mama and Dada were not there; there was only darkness. Pandora continued to cry.
Now, barely perceptible above the rain, Pandora heard a soft thwapping. Shortly afterwards, a voice floated over Pandora, making gentle sounds, lilting higher and lower in a steady tone, unaffected by the storm outside. Mama's voice! But where was she? Mama wasn't darkness. Another flash split the night. In the brief period Pandora could see, she saw Mama above her, with long black hair spilling down her brown gentle face. Pandora gave a little hiccup, then resumed crying.
Before she knew it, the pressure of the leaves in her bedding was replaced by a different pressure on her arms, and her belly felt funny. This caused her to interrupt her pained cry with a little gurgle. Next, she found herself enclosed on three sides by soft flesh. The strange but comfortable feeling in her belly resumed and adapted a rhythm. Her cries began to subside.
Another flash lit the sky, nearly immediately followed by the loudest crash yet! Terrified of the unfamiliar light and sound, and reminded of her aching mouth, Pandora's cries resumed. Next, a more familiar light appeared. It was Dada's light! With it, Mama's face was revealed in yellow light, along the the rest of the room. Pandora saw they were heading towards the opening in the wall. She didn't want to go there! There were scary things outside! She wanted to stay with Mama and Dada! Why was she going there!
Mama's shushing and gentle tones resumed. Pandora wasn't sure when they had stopped, but their reappearance was nice. The outside was not! As Pandora was brought to the opening, she now saw the ribbons of water blocking Dada's light very clearly. It was awful outside! There was no color. It was dark and cold and scary. Another flash lit the sky and Pandora burrowed her face into Mama's chest. It was so scary!
Mama turned Pandora around so she was looking at Dada, sheltered from the opening to the outdoors by Mama's body. Dada held out his stump with the light on it. The light ceased its normal flickering and stabilized into a line. Dada then held up his hand flat. He made a deep booming sound with his voice as the light from his arm snaked out towards his scaly hand. However, before the streak of light could reach his hand, it dispersed into a plane of yellow light, staying above his hand, never touching it. He repeated the demonstration several times, increasing the speed of the yellow light, and turning the light off in between. Dark, streak, flash, dark. Dark, streak-flash, dark. All the while, the light never touched his hand, with the flash happening a fair distance away from his hand. The demonstration continued to speed up until it was almost always dark, then a streak and a flash at the same time, then dark again.
Pandora could almost take her mind off the storm and her pain as she watched Dada pantomime. Then, just as she was settling down, Mama turned around! She was facing the outside again! It was scary! She tried to turn her head into Mama's arms to keep the outside away, but something held her towards the outside. Small water droplets splashed onto Pandora's face. She began to cry again.
As she cried, she looked at the dark lines of water in front of her. Then, another flash of light hit! But, as she was watching the outside, she saw the source of the light. The light was far away from them. In fact, now that she saw it, the light looked kind of like Dada's light, but bigger and white. The light even took the same shape Dada's light had in his demonstration. A long snaking zig-zag suddenly expanding into a flat surface of light above the ground, then darkness. Curious now, Pandora peered out into darkness. The flash came again with a streak and an illuminated area. Fascinated, Pandora watched more closely. The next light was almost directly above them! There was a blinding flash above her as everything in the outside suddenly lit up. Then, it was dark again.
It wasn't so scary when you saw it. Or when Mama was holding you. Or when the outside was just imitating Dada. Dada wasn't scary! Dada was nice. Pandora settled into Mama's arms. Mama was nice too. She slept the rest of the night safely tucked between Mama and Dada, sheltered from the storm and the terrors it once held.
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AN: This scene is an observation Pandora made about the world that you now have access to. Pandora makes more observations about the world when the thread makes more observations or analysis of the story. This particular scene is shown due to the observations and analysis of
@The Grey Mage @rangerscience and
@huhYeahGoodPoint.
Additionally, there are a couple of points on the relationship between narrative and mechanics in this quest which I would like to clarify. The skills and traits system here is intended to support the story and provide a reference point to how skilled characters are, what their personalities are, and model different rates of growth. The mechanics system is not the heart of this quest, but is intended to support the narrative. This quest will
not be a "just make the numbers bigger!" quest. As you may have noticed, the mechanics system increase exponentially, which means at adulthood, if adults have all spent their time reasonably, they will all have approximately the same skill level in their skills, even if one spent twice as much time on it as another because each level is much harder to acquire than the last. Even if Pandora acquires a x2 bonus to every shred of experience she gains throughout the story, that will just amount to one additional skill level in all her skills, which will likely translate to a ~10% difference in skill to the average character. On that note, the narrative aspect of the trait or option you choose will likely have a larger effect in story both immediately and in the long term than the mechanical aspect.
Also, here is the latest vote tally (remember that we're using approval voting, so you can vote for as many or as few options as you would like):
CounterBot, version 1.5
Plan name: Did a little of everything, really (gain trait: Jack Of All Trades)
Voters:
@Cariyaga,
@Deathbybunnies,
@Kalkin,
@schlega
Num votes: 4
Plan name: Looked around and observed (gain trait: Observant)
Voters:
@Cariyaga,
@eaglejarl,
@elpachosan,
@Zeitgeist Blue
Num votes: 4
Plan name: Imitated her mother (gain trait: People person)
Voters:
@Cariyaga,
@rangerscience,
@The Grey Mage
Num votes: 3
Plan name: Tried to make sparks like her father.
Voters:
@Cariyaga,
@eaglejarl,
@The Grey Mage
Num votes: 3
Plan name: Walked around on her own (gain trait: Self-motivated)
Voters:
@Silently Watches,
@Zeitgeist Blue
Num votes: 2
Plan name: Imitated her mother
Voters:
@Hannz
Num votes: 1
Plan name: Be insightful
Voters:
@Vecht
Num votes: 1
Plan name: Smelled and licked sparks (gain trait: Laser Focus)
Voters:
@huhYeahGoodPoint
Num votes: 1
Number of voters: 13
Voting is open for ~ 27 more hours