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[sorcerous]

[ Loki's skin is pale; he, once again, looks human, his eyes green, his hair dark. His fingers are restless, tapping. ] Shall we have a tale?

Here, I believe the appropriate beginning is, let's see... Once upon a time.

Once upon a time, there was a little world. It had no boundaries, but it was small enough that it needed no boundaries. More on that later, I certainly expect. This world was made by balance between order and chaos. Order created and arranged, and chaos introduced an element of randomness. Evolution. Each required the other to innovate.

But, then, Order isn't so very good at innovation, is it? Perhaps inevitable that one day Chaos would begin to dominate. The balance reels, and the world changes -- or perhaps it's that the world changes, and the balance tips. Either way, each avatar, one of order, one of chaos, are locked in eternal battle. Thorns began to spread, and so Order had to try, again, to reach beyond itself. Literally, this time.

As we stand: order reached to heroes, but could not cope with the element of instability the heroes produced. Thus, it boxed them into confined roles, shaved off the bits of them that would not fit.

Take care, heroes, for chaos would destroy everything -- but order would destroy you from within.

This is, as it stands, all I know. Let you ignorants be satisfied with that.


[ OOC: Thread between Sif and Loki below includes NSFW content. Be thyself warned. ]

Comments

[tenuefarfalla]

You're not blue any more.

[Obvious Cho states the obvious.]

[sorcerous]

[ Eyes rolling heavenwards. ]

[tenuefarfalla]

Would you really rather talk about Order and Chaos with me again?

[shiromadoushi]

I don't think it removed anything. It's not like any of us are acting the way that the people here are....

[sorcerous]

It is... insidious.

[shadow_sage]

If 'Order' must rely upon chaos to defeat it, then it has already lost.

Unless there is some other option.

[sorcerous]

We cannot allow it to lose. But we cannot allow it to win, either, not decisively.

[canistricari]

A good story, but not very funny!

[sorcerous]

And then we all died in flame and ash --

Except for a Coyote, who lived to make a world anew.

There, do you like that one better?

[bondsoflove]

[Shaved off the bits that didn't fit.]

So that's why.

[sorcerous]

Why what?

[brosif]

I find your bedtime stories wanting.

[sorcerous]

You have not come to see me at bedtime for days now, Prince. Perhaps I'll make up the lack.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Loki feeling better now?

[The last time they saw each other, obviously, being just after Loki's mother disappeared.]

[sorcerous]

Better, yes... after all, it was only a return to how I was before.

And Faolan? How is he feeling?

[ladysarmour]

You make it sound as if chaos is necessary, my lord. Good, even.

[ Her brow furrows as she parses out the meaning behind his words. ]

If heroes produce instability by nature, are they not feeding chaos by that very nature? And - if chaos and order both destroy, then what maintains creation? [ The gods, she thinks, but the gods symbolize order to Sansa's pious mind. Faith is her small grain of sense in a senseless world. ]

[sorcerous]

There is no growth, without chaos. But creation can only be found between them both -- which is why a war is as pointless as it is.

And though the heroes are more chaotic than Order intends, they do fulfill their purpose... after a fashion.

Such insight, young one.

[consultmybooks]

...order is not quite so set in its ways as that. Whether that's a reason to be comforted or disturbed even further, though, even I couldn't say.

[sorcerous]

What do you know?

[emblazing]

You know this place well.
[ it's a calm glance, a petite woman on the screen with silver hair and violet eyes, all poise. on her shoulder is a black dragon, as if it were a household pet, cheek against her own. ]
At times wars, battles, must be waged to clear a path towards peace. I would not wish it necessary, but chaos too often has a role in the succession of Kings and Queens.

[sorcerous]

With order, there is no change. No challenge.

[ Not a batted eye at the presence of the dragon. ]

[halfwitch]

It's not a real story if it's about here.

[sorcerous]

On the contrary. Haven't you noticed? This place is nothing but stories.

[adventurerextraordinaire]

[Cade blinks.]

"Are you a bard toooo?"

[sorcerous]

I am no lowly bard, but a Prince, and a sorcerer.