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thatonewingedsorcerer · 4 years

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We Got Video Now

"Okay, so me, the rune witch, and our very tired kelpie, we w-"

"I'm tired cause I own the only braincell of this trio"

"It's cause your the mom friend"

"You're right and I despise that"

"Anyways, we were on a supply run when , One: I remembered we never explain anything about who and where we are, and Two: we found an old camcorder!"

"Anyways, hey hold this, we going to try to get video here"

"Wha- fine"

[There's rustling as someone seems to be handing off a mic]

"Guys!, I think I got it working"

{Video cuts in, it seems to be pointing down as the only things visable is a pair of shoes, it's very blurry}

"The quaility is shit though, eh it's good enough"

{The camera straightens out and the focus is played with for a second, There's two women visible. One has a pair of sunglasses perched on her head, along with two very noticeable eye bags. Her lower half of her face is covered with some cloth, there’s a hood bunched up around her neck. Her red hair looks windswept while still holding a very strong aura of bed head. There’s a bow and arrow on her back along with a quiver, there’s also a longsword on her hip. She’s wearing jeans with a tailcoat buttoned over a dark green shirt, with knee high boots. The second one is wearing a tank top and shorts, there’s a cloak tied around her waist, it reaches her ankles. There’s several runes and sigils visible on her skin, the quality’s too poor to be able to make them out. She has a pair of steampunk goggles on her head and a half-face gas mask. She has a backpack by her feet as she's playing with a butterfly knife}

“Here’s the mic”

{The one with red hair tosses a audio recorder at whoever’s holding the camera}

“Thanks anyway, right now we’re heading to our local string of power lines, 3 miles out. We don’t know how they get power, we don’t know why we can get wifi there, we don’t question it”

“We stopped asking questions a long time ago”

“The rune witch has the dead batteries we need to charge in the bag along with the laptop, so we can edit and post this thing”

{A hand comes from behind the camera and points at the bag at the feet of the one with runes}

“Laptop? I thought you had it”

“Come on!, give me a minute. How far are we again?”

“Bout one and a half miles”

[groan] “Fine”

{they hand off the camera to the red hair one, as the view flips around, there’s a clear view of whoever was recording. They’re wearing too many clothes to be able to place a gender, lots of layers, but two wings as tall as them are sticking out their back. They have sunglasses and a pair of aviator goggles on their head under a hood, along their own gas mask. They take off their sunglasses and pull on their goggles. Putting down their own bag and an instrument case, they take a few steps back and fly off}

“You have it don’t you”

{She only response with a smile}

“Of course you do. Any who while we wait for them to get back, I’ll explain something, like where we are, This is a seam for forgotten things”

{She pans the camera around, there’s piles of different things along with half destroyed buildings. Where the two are standing though there seems to be an absence of things, like a path has been cleared. other than that everything seems to be a stark white}

“A seam is basically a natural generated pocket dimension, while most people make their own pocket dimensions to store things, this one was generated by the multiverse. There’s a bunch of these, some of them are for lost souls, those seams are better known as purgatory, others house broken things, some discarded things, lost things, or forgotten things like this one. We don’t entirely understand how things appear in here, but even if everyone dies it still counts as forgotten for some reason, that’s why we have so many broken buildings here”

{She pans to the broken walls around the two of them, as she hits one of them with the side of her fist}

“But our basic understanding is, you know when you forget about something and it seems to disappear, like you lose some coins in an old jacket pocket and then next year the pocket’s empty, well those coins end up here. Anything forgotten and basically disappear, appears here. This does include storms and fires.”

“One time I got caught in a hurricane, I hated it”

“Yeah, natural disaster just popping up next to us, is not fun. Part of the reason we wear lots of facial covering when we go out the Library, is the dust storms and the stupid amount of poison gas that somehow gets in here”

{She turns the camera to her face and pulls down the cloth covering her face down a little to reveal a small device over her mouth and nose, there’s a couple runes on it. Also the sunglasses also seem to have runes of there own. She turns the camera back around}

“People can also create portals into seams, which is how we got here. We were teenagers, and we found an old cabin in the wood with a bunch of old notes on magic. We took a journal labeled dimensional travel, I guess we thought it would be fun. It took us about three days to gather the things for the spell circle, It really shouldn’t of worked. Well, then we got trapped here, because the portal to our dimension closed behind us. So we use the stuff in here to try to find a way back because-”

{She walks around the wall and grabs a book off a huge pile of random objects, and pulls her leg up to write a quick rune on the cover. A series of symbols appear near the rune}

“Most thing in here have symbols like this when we use a dimensional locate rune our warlock made. We can use these symbols in a dimension travel spell circle to head to the dimension it came from. We still haven’t found our original dimension, but we were able to get to a dimension where the spell circle killed us instead, so close enough I guess”

“How long has it been since wings left I would of thought they would of been ba-”

{A black streak dives out of the sky, tackling the warlock, they tumble a few feet before stopping, they’re in a small pile as the winged one is yelling at her as the scuffle}

“You little bitch, you made me fly 3 miles for NOTHING, I’m going to combo you into fucki-”

“Hey you two stop, just kiss and make up”

“Sorry mom”

“Sorry, mum”

“Ew, no. I’m not even that much older than you”

“You’re literally centuries older then the both of us”

“Ah curse my mythological heritage”

“Give me the camera back”

“Say please”

{She tosses the camera and recorder back to the winged being}

“Alright so our kelpie must have bored you so it’s time to sign off, till next time, that one winged sorcerer”

“Wait wait wait did you say ‘kiss and make up’, What the fuck An-”

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