04 | a thrush singing on yon bush

[heavenscorpse]

Characters: V/V and you!
Setting: Meadow floor~
Format: Prose starting, but will match.
Summary: V/V puts on a concert.
Warnings: None

On the promised day, V/V had set out several instruments, most notably guitars, on a makeshift stage that was really just a blanket in the meadow. There was also a small table that had food set upon it, now that food was more widely available and came in forms other than nutrition bars.

V/V herself was waiting for people to show up, strumming her blue guitar idly. If anyone looked her way, she offered a bright smile.

[I'll be putting up a few threads for different songs and for after the concert, and you're welcome to put up your own threads for mingling!]

Comments

[heavenscorpse]

The other planets. I wasn't really - capable of thought then, I wasn't much like this at all.

[warriorscribe]

Did...Earth's thoughts change that, too?

[heavenscorpse]

Mm. People are so wonderful.

[warriorscribe]

*For them to affect a being that had no other thoughts or desires so...Enoch has no doubt.*

They are. Earth does not deserve death, but I feel sometimes...we deserve it even less.

[heavenscorpse]

I completely agree with you.

[Which is why she's not going to talk too much about the current state of er world.]

[warriorscribe]

So many people do lose sight of it - they only see the terrible things we can do, but don't realize that because the rest of us see them as terrible, that we are, in fact...not.

[heavenscorpse]

Mhm! I've seen people do that.