[1] INTRODUCTION
[2] IN OUR MEMORIES
[3] VISUALS PART I: LOGS (text logs included)
[4] VISUALS PART II: PICTURES AND FANART
This is a tribute.
But to who?
[_____]
A mother, a lover, a fighter.
[2] IN OUR MEMORIES
[3] VISUALS PART I: LOGS (text logs included)
[4] VISUALS PART II: PICTURES AND FANART
This is a tribute.
But to who?
[_____]
A mother, a lover, a fighter.
She was compasionate, just, and true-- if misguided and steadfast in her beliefs (a trait which would be considered favourable if not for her unfortunate beliefs.) Though stern with her children, and with Gaians, she acted out of love and did what she truly believed to be what was best for everyone involved.
Some considered her actions blasphemous; they accused her of wanting to rule us with an iron fist, of wanting to destroy our race and clear a pathway for Zurg. The suspected she loathed us, and they were convinced that every caring word out of her mouth was a lie carefully strung together in this magnificent stretch of a tale in order to make the gullible believe her intentions were for the best. After all, what alien race would honestly visit Gaia in order to help us instead of eliminating us or using us to their own gain?
Despite the hatred she encountered, there were those who trusted in her and those who teetered in the middle, overspilling with curiousity and a plethora of questions she seemed too eager to leave unanswered. Even so, her almost nightly meetings at 1919's fountain drew an every-growing amount of people, beckoned by the opportunity to be addressed by her-- or, even better, to have their questions answered.
Her intentions were questioned more and more as time went on, but still she pressed on, even as those loyal to her began to question their own motives. Were they doing the right thing? Were they being strung along on the elaborate plans? Were they nothing more but pawns, a cheap, easy way for her to win the hearts of the Gaian people before she unleashed her destructive powers?
After Flarn's disappearance, assumed death, and reappearance as an almost completely different being, the hostility against Mother increased. SHE was the one responsible for Flarn's current condition. SHE was the reason he was lashing out against Gaians and promising the death of Sorn. SHE was the reason for EVERYTHING.
But it wasn't true. She did what she had to do to save her son, and she did it out of love. His condition afterwards-- his amnesia-- was not her fault. There was no conscious effort on her side to turn him into a harbinger of death. He had been placed in the care of his sister, and before she had realized the error of her ways, she had filled his head with lies and false memories. That, however, is another story for another thread.
Mother blamed us for the condition of her family; she was hurt and torn-- an emotional wreck, with no sign of passionate emotion. But her children were dropping like flies, and those that weren't were beginning to grow into themselves. They were being taught things they'd never heard of before, like dance, music, and love. They were becoming themselves and setting aside their old, tattered beliefs. They were becoming distant, and her refusal to allow themselves to be ... themselves-- her resistance to grasp a new set of beliefs as her children had; to disobey the ways of the Zurg-- is what fueled her anger and hurt.
Eventually, she realized that Gaians and Zurgs were far too different-- "incompatible," if you will. Just after the death of her most beloved son, Narf, she revealed herself to Gaians for the first time, in all of her goddess-like splendor, and announced that she and her remaining children would be departing.
"We cannot allow this madness to continue. Enought blood has been shed. How has we allowed ourselves to turn against each other?
This outbust illuminates a deeper problem. I had hoped to help the Gaian people, to show them a new way ... A society of security, of order, of benevolent rule....
But the Zurg cannot survive in a world of such passion and emotion. It has turned brother against brother and corrupted even the strongest of us.
Gaians.... You have no use for our way of life, and we have no use for yours. To remain among you would only cause more conflict and sorrow and death.
We are simply...
INCOMPATIBLE.
We bid you farewell, Gaia."
This outbust illuminates a deeper problem. I had hoped to help the Gaian people, to show them a new way ... A society of security, of order, of benevolent rule....
But the Zurg cannot survive in a world of such passion and emotion. It has turned brother against brother and corrupted even the strongest of us.
Gaians.... You have no use for our way of life, and we have no use for yours. To remain among you would only cause more conflict and sorrow and death.
We are simply...
INCOMPATIBLE.
We bid you farewell, Gaia."
We miss you, Mother, and we love you very much. We await your return, to embrace you with open arms, to cherish you, and to be with you once more.
We are not incompatible, but merely misunderstood.
