🛹 🪪 🚻 🐺 🐻 💙 🪛 💗 🤖 📻 🎤 📰 𖤐 **Mini-Event STORYTELLERZ 2046** **Rollenspiel-Event mit vielen features:** 👉 https://tinyurl.com/y6ruv3ax Als Nicht-Storyteller: 👉 https://discord.gg/storytellerz Event-Playlist: 👉 https://tinyurl.com/ejfbm8bj Charakter-Vernetzung von Anfang an Bürgermeisterwahl - wer gewinnt? Wylie Mensch gegen KI Aetherion: > Jeder Charakter hat eine Stimme: VOTE! kleine Collab-Stories eine wahnwitzige Hintergrund-Story in 4 Akten Radio für News, Shows, Werbung, Musikveranstaltungen Einzelsongs ohne Charakter, ohne Stories versteckte Codes für das gerüchteumwobene SWING - eine virtuelle Kontaktbörse **Radio: 📻 Zugang auch ohne Charakter! ** Bitte kopiere diesen Text in deinen song zum Event, damit andere das Event auch finden - DANKE 🛹 🪪 🚻 🐺 🐻 💙 🪛 💗 🤖 📻 🎤 📰 𖤐 Deutsche Ein-Satz-Lore: Saskia hat einen Unfall mit ihrem eigenen Schwebekissen und wird von RIFT (Jace Navarre) gefunden und ins Hospital gebracht: Oberschenkelzerrung und Schlüsselbeinbruch. [Intro] A rainy night, and I fell from my Hoverboard. Fifty kilos on top of me, I could barely move. The emergency call button was out of reach. No one could possibly find me on that roof. [Verse 1] Then, as if by magic, a young man appeared, and at first I thought he was Jesse. He carried me all the way to the hospital. Jace Navarre, alias RIFT, was written on his card, left behind so I'd know who had rescued me. Thigh contusion, broken collarbone, my Hoverboard still waits on that roof. [Chorus 1] All of that will have to wait now, even though I want to know if it can still be repaired. it was mine, it could hover off-route. All of that will have to wait now. [Verse 2] My mother always used to say to me, accidents are corrections life makes when you've taken the wrong turn. Maybe I was simply distracted by Jax and Ion, and what my interference had brought upon them. I came too close to the window ledge, lost control — and then I fell. [Chorus 2] Jax and Ion will have to test them they can investigate their anomalies. I wanted to solve their mysteries, and overlooked my own. Jax and Ion will have to test them. [Verse 3] Then suddenly I heard this radio song, a voice that somehow seemed familiar. I couldn't place where I knew it from, until I sat bolt upright in bed. He sang of his fur and homeland forest, about a gaze he wanted to meet halfway. the view looked like care and curiosity, and then he sang my name: Saskia. [Chorus 3] That wasn't a coincidence at all, that was the black bear from Long Island, from a week ago, now singing on the radio. He sang of his longing for connection, far from Homeland and family — and I felt really what he'd seen in me. [Bridge] I felt seen through, and yet I wasn't exposed. His song took nothing from me. It gave something back instead: comfort where I hadn't expected it, and the strength to get back on my feet. [Outro] The black bear would have to wait too. Jace, the Hoverboard, Jax and Ion — everything had its own time. But while Midir's song was still playing, the hospital room suddenly smelled of forest.
