introducing the SHOUTING ROCK

[doggedly]

CHARACTERS: EVERYONE, ANYONE but Sirius Black is doing the initiation
LOCATION: THE SHOUTING ROCK, a large craggy boulder which stands just to the southern border of what centralized camp has been (moved and re-) constructed
WARNINGS: SHOUTING
SUMMARY: there is important information that needs to be disseminated and since there's no network and no owl post, we have to resort to old fashioned methods. that means SHOUTING IT AT EACH OTHER.
NOTES: backdating this just slightly to September 13. also mostly this is for action tags and quick meet-ups and discussions of any weird discoveries - so please feel free to carry on your own brief scenes below. shout back and share planet info and threadjack and heckle each other and carve all over the Shouting Rock. this is the worst Town Hall meeting ever.



The shouting could have occurred at a more inconvenient time. To anyone that lodges complaints about the shouting, Sirius will be sure to mention this very important fact: shouting could have occurred at three in the morning, jungle time, when the camp was hushed in sleep after its recent new additions and recent generalised reacclimation of makeshift tents et al, some distance from what's left of the Tranquility. And after all of that, and finally getting to sleep, only to be woken by shouting? Merlin, just think of how irritating an early-morning Shouting Rock declaration would have been.

(This is still a little irritating.)


"IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT."

Like a text post to the network, bolded. Sirius shouts with his hands cupped around his mouth. No magical amplification, which is another point of luck for you all. So, too, is the fact that Survey Rock has yet to be established. This is Shouting Rock, and Sirius is standing on it and shouting to the camp at large.

"JUST SO EVERYONE KNOWS. If you go that way--" And he points south-west-wards, back toward the way that they came-- "--And you go off into the woods and follow along the river, you're going to get about a day and a half or so, and then you won't be able to go any farther. And I mean you really won't! Nosebleeds, the whole bit. If that's what does it for you, enjoy yourself out there, but for the rest of us, it's like the good old TQ all over again. Some things never change. So, you know. Take care! And there's these massive beasts out there roaming around. Huge, absolutely huge, and not easy to take down. If you can get at one, it'll have good meat on it. They don't seem to have any trouble with nosebleeds. Might be their horns. Blocks it up or something."

A gesture, for horn-on-nose, side of his wrist pressed to his nose. Very educational.

"And, finally--" Wishful thinking, if you thought Sirius was done there. If anything else, this bit gets shouted a little louder than the rest: "I've got a seriously brilliant reward for the first person that can do anything about making alcohol! Alcohol, right? Of any sort, so long as it's halfway to drinkable. We bloody well need it."

With an air of brisk finality, he claps his hands together. Important bit delivered; important announcements sorted.

"Right, that's it. Anyone else that's got anything to say, this is your Shouting Rock, and I now declare it open. Make good use of it!"

Anyone that gets closer to the rock will find that name carved in the side, done in letters three feet high:

THE SHOUTING ROCK

Bit of a shaky hand, since it was magic that actually carved it. It's the thought that counts.

Speak now, Jungleites, or forever hold your peace.

Comments

[bailedontheempire]

"Though," he muses, "I imagine we won't be seeing any mass surveys for a while." Announcements could be shouted from a rock. Multiples questions and answers would... well, he supposes individual canvassing is still an option, but they're far more of an undertaking now.

[likescats]

IT WOULD BE RATHER MORE DIFFICULT TO KEEP THE ANSWERS STRAIGHT.

He's not sure they won't try though.

THEY MAY HAVE TO RE-INVENT PAPER FIRST.

[bailedontheempire]

"Everyone's dating preferences would be arglebargle." Because for some reason a remarkable number of these things are about dating. "Surely one of the local plants will have the right fibres."

It's strange to him, coming from a culture that doesn't use paper very often any more.

[likescats]

PERHAPS. I WOULD NOT KNOW HOW TO GO ABOUT ...MAKING IT THOUGH. CREATING ...WAS RATHER OUTSIDE MY LINE OF WORK.

He thinks over that for a moment.

THOUGH I SUPPOSE ALL OF THIS IS REALLY.

[bailedontheempire]

"I imagine we have very few people who would consider it their line of work here." It certainly wasn't part of his. "I'm sorry... if you told me what your line was work was before that memory must still be missing."

Which was really rather troubling.

[likescats]

I ALSO LOOKED RATHER DIFFERENT ON THE SHIP AS WELL. THAT MIGHT BE PART OF IT.

It's Mayfield all over again really. He really misses being just bones.

I AM THE ANTHROPOMORPHIC PERSONIFICATION OF DEATH. AND BEFORE YOU ASK, NO NOT THIS WORLDS DEATH. MY JURISDICTION WAS ONLY A WORLD CALLED THE DISCWORLD.

[bailedontheempire]

"Ah, yes. This would be rather far from that sort of work." The fact that Bail takes that so calmly really says everything anyone could need to know about the sort of life he leads. Sooner or later, one just starts accepting things.

"I think we spoke of children, once. You were a skeleton?" A skeleton with a child. Of course.

[likescats]

YES. IT'S A TRADITIONALIST APPEARANCE AND I'VE ALWAYS BEEN FOND OF IT. THOUGH THE QUESTIONS ON THE SHIP WERE RATHER TIRESOME.

Well at least he won't need the sign here.

WE WERE DISCUSSING DAUGHTERS I BELIEVE.

[bailedontheempire]

"Yes, I imagines those questions would get rather old rather quickly." It's rude to ask invasive questions about a person's species. But so many people here were pre-spaceflight that they weren't accustomed to the proper manners in a diverse society.

"Yes, and your granddaughter. Actually, if I'm not mistaken, didn't my daughter perform your wedding ceremony?" Somehow that had become very customary for Leia on the ship.

[likescats]

I MADE UP A SIGN AT ONE POINT. THOUGH IT DIDN'T SEEM TO HELP.

Oh well. He doesn't seem that annoyed, just amused really. And he smiles more at the mention of the wedding.

YES SHE DID. IT WAS VERY KIND OF HER. WE WERE MORE THEN A LITTLE CONFUSED ON HOW TO GO ABOUT IT WHAT WITH BEING A BIT SEPARATED FROM THE CONCEPT AND BEING FROM DIFFERENT WORLDS AND ALL THAT. SHE HELPED US GET EVERYTHING SORTED OUT.

[bailedontheempire]

"There was something I wanted to make a sign about, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was." There was a lot of that going around.

"Leia's always wanted to help people." He's so very proud of her. WHo wouldn't want a daughter so driven to such an end? "Our galaxy often needed to combine traditions just between individual planets. I imagine it was even more complicated across universes."

[likescats]

PERHAPS YOU WILL REMEMBER IT WITH TIME.

That luckily seemed to be the case.

YES. AND WE WERE SOMEWHAT REMOVED FROM ALL THE CULTURES IN OUR OWN WORLDS. I SUPPOSE THAT IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU ARE A PART OF ALL OF THEM AND YET NONE.

[bailedontheempire]

"I suppose I will. At least now I remember I don't have to worry about a three year old being here somewhere that I can't find." THat had left him in quite a state the first day.

"And every culture had its own way of addressing you." Deaths. Yes, that happened here.

[likescats]

MY THAT WOULD BE A TERRIBLE WORRY. I HOPE IT DID NOT LAST VERY LONG.

It wasn't safe for kids here, that much was clear.

THEY DID. THOUGH OUR MEETINGS TENDED TO BE SIMILARLY SHORT.

[bailedontheempire]

"Enough came back to realize the ship wasn't as simple as all that. It was only when all I had to go on was the holos that I really worried." Well, that's not true. He worries on general principle. But she's not here.

"With so many, the meetings would have to be brief."