Letter to Selphie on 9/11 - MOGNET GLITCH SAYS YOU ALL GET ONE!

[rialynn]

Dear Selphie,

You don't know me, as we haven't officially met face to face. But I had to write and tell you that your performance yesterday was fantastic! What a funny and inspiring story about the mighty adventures of the Chocoboman. I was actually hoping to write a more light-hearted song, and when I heard your tale, I knew that would make the perfect subject.

I'm working on the lyrics right now, but the melody is strong in my mind. Drop by the saloon some time when I'm working so you can hear it! And thank you again, it was a very entertaining story. Maybe you should consider being a bard yourself!

Sincerely,
Rialynn K.

Comments

[boomchucka]

Hi Rialynn,

That's okay! Really! You... don't need to do that.

~ Selphie

[Squall is going to kill them both if this happens.]

[rialynn]

Selphie,

I'm surprised no one else seems to be on board for this. It seemed like such a cute idea. But I'll respect your wishes if it really is going to produce so much backlash.

~Rialynn K.

[jadethenecromancer]

Rialynn,

On the contrary, I would very much like to hear this. It sounds like such a charming song and we could certainly use a little more joy in our lives right now.

-Jade

[Jade has zero context for any of this, but Selphie's reply instantly made her a prime trolling target.]

[rialynn]

[That...is actually really kind and encouraging. He's right, that was what she'd been aiming for too. But she's glad he doesn't seem to be holding a grudge over what happened to Zelda.]

Jade,

I'll see if I can find a different subject. I still love the idea of a hero in disguise fighting to save the people, so I just need to think of something that won't enrage certain members of future audiences. Any suggestions?

~Rialynn

[boomchucka]

Jade,

I'm already on my bosses shit list. Please don't give him ground to literally kill me.

Wait... Mognet is broken isn't it? Great...

- Selphie

[shear_trigger]

[A reply comes back to Rialynn. But it's not from Selphie, instead it's the original letter that was wrongfully sent in the first place but returned extremely wrinkled and ripped as if someone had gripped it very, very hard.

Opening it, there's a tiny bitty bitty message written in the corner.]

Dear Miss Rialynn K.

Although I'm quite positive your skills as a bard are something to be admired, I must insist that you rethink your decision to create your lovely song. It seems this tale is something of a sensitive topic for some. I would kindly like to ask that you not create the song at all as to spare those effected. Although if that is not a possibility for you, I would like to advise you to perhaps weave the lyrics into something less specific or create a similar tale without the use of the word "Chocoboman."

I do hope you understand and take in mind that not every tale should be told verbatim.

Thank you kindly,
Blizzara

[boomchucka]

Blizzara,

Uh oh...

Can you stop by Cuppa Kupo later? Without the person who is going to kill me the next time he sees me? ._.

~ Selphie

[shear_trigger]

Dear Miss Selphie,

Yes of course I can do that!

Please don't worry so much though! He might have some choice words for you but he would never kill you!

See you soon,
Blizzara

[boomchucka]

Blizzara,

Oh boy... I've earned them this time... I don't think he wants to see me right now either so...

I really screwed up this time.

Thanks,
Selphie

[loudestseed]

Selphie,

What the hell did you do happened?! Are you gonna be home or at your job? I don't wanna talk about it where everyone can read it...

ZD

[boomchucka]

Zell,

Um... I'm at the cafe.

ST

[rialynn]

Blizzara,

I admit that not every audience for which I've performed has been all that enthusiastic about music, but this is the first time I've been booed at before I even finished writing the tune. I don't really understand it, but given the negative responses, I'll have to think of something else to dazzle the masses. Thanks for the honest feedback.

~Rialynn K.

[unyieldingspirit]

Rialynn,

Chocoboman, hm? This sounds like a story well worth the telling. Would that I could have heard this!

Is this a story open to all, or reserved for contributions?

- K'pandolu Tohka

[boomchucka]

Definitely not open at all!

~ Selphie

[unyieldingspirit]

Selphie,

Ah… well, that's too bad.

[tbh she mostly wanted to write stories to make fun of Voyce but oh well.]

Perhaps we can think of something equally adorable for a story, though.

- K'pandolu

Sent the day after the glitch

[boomchucka]

K'pandolu,

Sure! Just... nothing from mine or my friends' childhoods, okay?

~ Selphie

[unyieldingspirit]

Selphie,

Oh- so that's what it is? I understand. But that gives me an idea on where to start thinking… Thank you.

- K'pandolu

[boomchucka]

K'pandolu,

You're welcome?

~ Selphie

[rialynn]

Well...there's probably no harm in letting you hear it, if it's in the privacy of our own house, right? I think you'll love it.

~Rialynn

[unyieldingspirit]

I couldn't imagine any objections to that!

- K'pandolu

1/2

[loudestseed]

Wait, what?!

What the hell was said?!

2/2

[loudestseed]

WAIT! Don't say it here!

Where are you?!

[rialynn]

[At her...house...? Should she really be giving someone her address like this? Maybe she should move somewhere more public.]

I'm not sure who this is, but I'm at the Space Saloon right now. But you don't need to worry, I won't be completing the song.

~Rialynn K.

---> Action

[loudestseed]

[Zell didn't know if he should believe her words, so he'll at least find out what she knew! He didn't give a reply back to the letter, instead heading right to where she said she'd be, following Minimagra's directions. He didn't intentionally keep his name from her, he just wasn't thinking about it at the time.]

[rialynn]

[At least she knows her way to the Saloon by heart, so unless he just so happened to be in that district, it's a safe bet that Rialynn got there first. She still has no idea who was talking to her, and thus, has no idea who she's even looking for.]

[But Zell should be able to figure out who she is easily enough. She's got a Moogle standing on the seat next to her, craning her neck to peer over Rialynn's shoulder as she heaves a sigh and tears a page out of her journal, crumpling the paper up and setting it aside. She already had two paragraphs of lyrics, what a waste. Her lute is slung over her back, and she taps the tip of her feathered quill agaisnt her jaw as she tries to think of an appropriate substitute for Chocoboman. Something with three syllables will probably fit the melody she has in mind a lot better anyway.]