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violakat, there are two separate chatters with the same user name..soulsearch and SoulSearch2013. And then there is seoulsearch.
Ha ha ha. Just kidding. Actually, it's not uncommon for people to ask, "Do you realize that you spelled 'soul' wrong?"
Depends on whether you're talking about the soul, as in, a core part of ourselves, or Seoul, the location (and place I was found/presumably born/there is no record because I am adopted.)
But I know you were thinking of me, Vi.
I really like the idea of being written in as some kind of mystic seer who looks into people's hearts... That's kind of what I do in real life (and on forums) anyway. 
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The oddly mismatched little band of travelers wound their way in silence through the ever-darkening forest, barely noticing that they were slowly gaining altitude. Finally, just as the sun disappeared behind the tree tops, The Duchess and Wisebeardman came to an abrupt halt, causing a pile-up of people behind them. Amidst muttered apologies and untangling of limbs, the gentle, lamenting song of a violin could be heard.
"It's...it's my late wife's favorite song!" Tourist whispered, turning his head this way and that in an attempt to locate the source of music.
"No," Pipp quietly disagreed, "It's the song I want played at my wedding..."
MissCris cocked her head to the side in confusion- "But I hear the song my grandmother used to play when I visited her. Surely we're not all hearing the same thing?"
Duchess Aimee turned slowly to face them all and spoke softly, saying, "We've reached the foot of the Mountain of Tintin. The music we hear...it's different for us all. I hear the ballad of my lost love..." She trailed off, staring wistfully up at the stars that were just beginning to shine in the periwinkle sky. Wisebeardman was muttering, "Hmmph. I don't hear a thing but you all losing your minds." But The look on his face suggested otherwise.
"Are we stopping here, then?" Pipp asked.
The blue ladybug replied, "Yes, we'll rest here tonight. That music...there's a legend about it, you know."
The girls and the two men sat down on the ground near the shrub where the ladybug was perched. "Tell us! Please." MissCris requested.
"They say," the ladybug began, "that the violinist is a young woman...a peasant's daughter, who ran away to be with her true love-" here Wisebeardman snorted, but he was mainly ignored as his companions were too enthralled with the story. "-her love, of course, being the man this mountain is named for, Tintin. They sought refuge here on this mountain, hiding from the girl's family who didn't approve of Tintin. They say that the two of them are here, but that they were separated, and the music is her way of calling for him."
"So many lost loves..." The Duchess murmured in the darkness. "It's a tragedy, when two hearts entwine and are ripped apart."
"Tell us, Duchess, what happened to you? And the man you love?" Pipp asked.
Wisebeardman stood and mumbled something about building a fire; the rest of the group settled in for another love story. As they waited for the Duchess to begin, Arwen83 appeared, bearing gifts.
"Cupcakes!" Pipp exclaimed.
"Coffee!" MissCris cried.
"Dinner!" Tourist uttered.
Before anyone could say thank you, Arwen smiled and faded back into the night. Happier and more comfortable now, the little group eagerly leaned in to hear Duchess Aimee's tale.
"It began with a kiss..."
Next chapter- The Duchess's Tale and What Happened in the Morning
"It's...it's my late wife's favorite song!" Tourist whispered, turning his head this way and that in an attempt to locate the source of music.
"No," Pipp quietly disagreed, "It's the song I want played at my wedding..."
MissCris cocked her head to the side in confusion- "But I hear the song my grandmother used to play when I visited her. Surely we're not all hearing the same thing?"
Duchess Aimee turned slowly to face them all and spoke softly, saying, "We've reached the foot of the Mountain of Tintin. The music we hear...it's different for us all. I hear the ballad of my lost love..." She trailed off, staring wistfully up at the stars that were just beginning to shine in the periwinkle sky. Wisebeardman was muttering, "Hmmph. I don't hear a thing but you all losing your minds." But The look on his face suggested otherwise.
"Are we stopping here, then?" Pipp asked.
The blue ladybug replied, "Yes, we'll rest here tonight. That music...there's a legend about it, you know."
The girls and the two men sat down on the ground near the shrub where the ladybug was perched. "Tell us! Please." MissCris requested.
"They say," the ladybug began, "that the violinist is a young woman...a peasant's daughter, who ran away to be with her true love-" here Wisebeardman snorted, but he was mainly ignored as his companions were too enthralled with the story. "-her love, of course, being the man this mountain is named for, Tintin. They sought refuge here on this mountain, hiding from the girl's family who didn't approve of Tintin. They say that the two of them are here, but that they were separated, and the music is her way of calling for him."
"So many lost loves..." The Duchess murmured in the darkness. "It's a tragedy, when two hearts entwine and are ripped apart."
"Tell us, Duchess, what happened to you? And the man you love?" Pipp asked.
Wisebeardman stood and mumbled something about building a fire; the rest of the group settled in for another love story. As they waited for the Duchess to begin, Arwen83 appeared, bearing gifts.
"Cupcakes!" Pipp exclaimed.
"Coffee!" MissCris cried.
"Dinner!" Tourist uttered.
Before anyone could say thank you, Arwen smiled and faded back into the night. Happier and more comfortable now, the little group eagerly leaned in to hear Duchess Aimee's tale.
"It began with a kiss..."
Next chapter- The Duchess's Tale and What Happened in the Morning
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But not the kind of kiss you thought!
"Kiss off mister!" Duchess was infuriated. She had just spent 20 mooros for this overshaw and now it was ruined. The Aberdenia had passed dangerously close to her and threw muddy water all over her and so now she sat there at the restaurant in Florentina soaking wet and slathered with mud.
"Nice. My first day in the City of Love and here I sit like a sow junga". Duchess could only mutter to herself. She gathered up some napkins to try and clean up the mess when...
"Can I help"
Duchess looked up and saw a face that looked concerned but just a little bit humored too, but somehow, the sharp grey blue eyes overlaid it all with compassion. The eyes were...
"I saw what happened. It was truly awful and I honestly want to help" "Could you use a friend?"
The question along with the eyes was so honest and so complete that Duchess felt a sudden blood-rush to her cheeks. It took her by surprise again. "that's twice in a row with this guy" she thought.
"I can't believe some people" Duchess said. "That Aberdenia had no regard for anyone" Duchess anger was already tamed by Mr. Eyes.
"I know! And if I find him, he'll rue the day for this..." Again, the smile and the eyes.
Duchess felt a cold truth to that statement lending more information about this man. A fact that the careless Aberdenia would mostly certainly rue the day. "and he would do that for me" Duchess thought as more blood rushed to cheeks already filled.
"My name is Nautilus. If you would allow, I have my vessel docked at Catlyn Bay. You can freshen up and I will have your clothes cleaned for you"
"So I went, and thus started my adventure. Which I will continue another time" Duchess said to her small audience in the foothills. They all looked to be in a trance with their sleepy eyes and mouths wide open.
"but for now, it's time to sleep. The morning has its own plans..." Duchess suddenly took on a look of worry and apprehension.
Next chapter....The Morning
"Kiss off mister!" Duchess was infuriated. She had just spent 20 mooros for this overshaw and now it was ruined. The Aberdenia had passed dangerously close to her and threw muddy water all over her and so now she sat there at the restaurant in Florentina soaking wet and slathered with mud.
"Nice. My first day in the City of Love and here I sit like a sow junga". Duchess could only mutter to herself. She gathered up some napkins to try and clean up the mess when...
"Can I help"
Duchess looked up and saw a face that looked concerned but just a little bit humored too, but somehow, the sharp grey blue eyes overlaid it all with compassion. The eyes were...
"I saw what happened. It was truly awful and I honestly want to help" "Could you use a friend?"
The question along with the eyes was so honest and so complete that Duchess felt a sudden blood-rush to her cheeks. It took her by surprise again. "that's twice in a row with this guy" she thought.
"I can't believe some people" Duchess said. "That Aberdenia had no regard for anyone" Duchess anger was already tamed by Mr. Eyes.
"I know! And if I find him, he'll rue the day for this..." Again, the smile and the eyes.
Duchess felt a cold truth to that statement lending more information about this man. A fact that the careless Aberdenia would mostly certainly rue the day. "and he would do that for me" Duchess thought as more blood rushed to cheeks already filled.
"My name is Nautilus. If you would allow, I have my vessel docked at Catlyn Bay. You can freshen up and I will have your clothes cleaned for you"
"So I went, and thus started my adventure. Which I will continue another time" Duchess said to her small audience in the foothills. They all looked to be in a trance with their sleepy eyes and mouths wide open.
"but for now, it's time to sleep. The morning has its own plans..." Duchess suddenly took on a look of worry and apprehension.
Next chapter....The Morning
Everyone settled in for the night, with arwen83 and the blue ladybug keeping watch. Duchess Aimee however, sat up most of the night, lost in her wistful thoughts of Nautilus and her encounter with him. The next morning, every one got up early and moved on toward the top of Mount Tintin. MissCris mumbled, "Where's the coffee when you need it?" Pipp said, "Dont you ever think of anything other than coffee?!" "Nope", MissCris said with a smirk on her face. Pipp said, "pfft"!! and went to help wisebeardman, who somehow had gotten his beard stuck in a blackberry bush. "Whew, thank you, Pipp!" he said gratefully. Arwen83, who had disappeared the night before, once again made a ghostly appearance in the sky. Duchess Aimee said, "Good, arwen83, you can guide us up the mountain. There's a little resting spot where we can sit when we get there."
The odd group of misfits made their way up the beautiful Mount of Tintin. They came to a wooded area near a waterfall. Everyone sat down to rest for awhile, and Duchess Aimee continued her tale of the night before. "I took Nautilus up on his offer," Duchess Aimee said. "His vessel was so much grander than the other boats docked at Catlyn Bay. He made me a home-cooked meal, and it tasted sooo good"!!
"Did he give you coffee"? MissCris asked wonderingly. Pipp rolled her eyes at this question, as did the blue ladybug and arwen83. "He gave me something better than coffee! MUCH better. "What could possibly be better than coffee"! MissCris said, completely shocked that anything was better than a delicious cup of coffee. "A kiss," said the Duchess. "A beautiful, magical, wonderful kiss. He said that kiss would lead me to my true love, but that I had to examine my soul first to see what will attract my true love to me."
"Let us go now. We must find the seoulsearcher," said the blue ladybug. "What is the seoulsearcher?", Pipp asked innocently. "The seoulsearcher is NOT a what, she is a WHO"!!, the ladybug asserted firmly. "The seoulsearcher is a mysterious entity who searches people's souls and know their hearts."
MissCris said, "I hope she finds coffee in my soul!! I sure could use some!" Pipp started giggling at the thought of coffee residing in MissCris' soul. "I hope she can lead us home," Pipp squeaked. "All in good time, Pipp. We all have our own adventure in the enchanted forest to complete first," the Duchess said. The weary group of travelers continued on up the trail leading to the Mount of Tintin. Suddenly, they came across a beautiful statue of a Zaoman. "Dont touch it," the blue ladybug cried as Pipp reached out. "The Zaoman statue has many powers, some good, some bad. You must not lay a finger on it," arwen83 piped up.
next chapter..the top of Mount Tintin and the Zaoman statue's powers
The odd group of misfits made their way up the beautiful Mount of Tintin. They came to a wooded area near a waterfall. Everyone sat down to rest for awhile, and Duchess Aimee continued her tale of the night before. "I took Nautilus up on his offer," Duchess Aimee said. "His vessel was so much grander than the other boats docked at Catlyn Bay. He made me a home-cooked meal, and it tasted sooo good"!!
"Did he give you coffee"? MissCris asked wonderingly. Pipp rolled her eyes at this question, as did the blue ladybug and arwen83. "He gave me something better than coffee! MUCH better. "What could possibly be better than coffee"! MissCris said, completely shocked that anything was better than a delicious cup of coffee. "A kiss," said the Duchess. "A beautiful, magical, wonderful kiss. He said that kiss would lead me to my true love, but that I had to examine my soul first to see what will attract my true love to me."
"Let us go now. We must find the seoulsearcher," said the blue ladybug. "What is the seoulsearcher?", Pipp asked innocently. "The seoulsearcher is NOT a what, she is a WHO"!!, the ladybug asserted firmly. "The seoulsearcher is a mysterious entity who searches people's souls and know their hearts."
MissCris said, "I hope she finds coffee in my soul!! I sure could use some!" Pipp started giggling at the thought of coffee residing in MissCris' soul. "I hope she can lead us home," Pipp squeaked. "All in good time, Pipp. We all have our own adventure in the enchanted forest to complete first," the Duchess said. The weary group of travelers continued on up the trail leading to the Mount of Tintin. Suddenly, they came across a beautiful statue of a Zaoman. "Dont touch it," the blue ladybug cried as Pipp reached out. "The Zaoman statue has many powers, some good, some bad. You must not lay a finger on it," arwen83 piped up.
next chapter..the top of Mount Tintin and the Zaoman statue's powers
Pipp ignored Arwen's warning and touched the statue. In a flash, she was shown the path to her home, and at the same time, she discovered that hinted that Tourist was the Duchess Aimee's lost love. He had been a wreck on the high seas that changed his face and robbed him of his memories. However, the minute she let go of the statue, she forgot everything she was shown.
MissCris, not to be out done by Pipp decided she too must touch the statue. However, the statue was not so kind to her. Instead it left her in a enchanted sleep, a sleep so deep that no one could wake her up. Not knowing what to do, the sojourners left her hidden in a secluded tree, marked with vines at the suggestion of the Dutchess. She knew that finding the Gyspy Girl was their only hope in learning how to save MissCris.
Suddenly, they heard a melody so sweet that it captivated their minds. They followed the sound as if in a trance. When the music stopped they discovered they were in front of a quaint cabin wagon with flowers on the sides of the windows, and vegetables hanging down the sides.
Next Chapter: Arlene and the Gypsy Girl
And they continued their journey
MissCris, not to be out done by Pipp decided she too must touch the statue. However, the statue was not so kind to her. Instead it left her in a enchanted sleep, a sleep so deep that no one could wake her up. Not knowing what to do, the sojourners left her hidden in a secluded tree, marked with vines at the suggestion of the Dutchess. She knew that finding the Gyspy Girl was their only hope in learning how to save MissCris.
Suddenly, they heard a melody so sweet that it captivated their minds. They followed the sound as if in a trance. When the music stopped they discovered they were in front of a quaint cabin wagon with flowers on the sides of the windows, and vegetables hanging down the sides.
Next Chapter: Arlene and the Gypsy Girl
And they continued their journey
I got swept over the falls. I floated downstream for hours hanging on to a broken tree branch in the shape of a heart and I finally washed ashore at a Dunkin' Donut's. I was given a hot double espresso with cream to overcome my hyperthermia and a box of these strange little munchkins in the shape of elves for my sweet tooth.
I was sitting at this little table made out of a Cyprus tree under the giant mushroom when a beautiful woman sat beside me. She had gossamer wings and glowed soft blue and was quite pleasing to the eye. I don't know if it was music playing or the beating of my heart but there was a song in the air. She may have been sipping a latte as it was quite frothy. She smiled sweetly and said, "Where have you been all of my life stranger?". I said, "My name is Tourist because I am just passing through here". I started to choke on my espresso and she handed me a napkin with her phone number. She bit into one of my munchkins and smiled again at me. It must have been a raspberry filled munchkin as a little bit dribbled down her chin. I was now in a dilemma. Should I offer her the napkin with her phone number or keep it for myself?
I was sitting at this little table made out of a Cyprus tree under the giant mushroom when a beautiful woman sat beside me. She had gossamer wings and glowed soft blue and was quite pleasing to the eye. I don't know if it was music playing or the beating of my heart but there was a song in the air. She may have been sipping a latte as it was quite frothy. She smiled sweetly and said, "Where have you been all of my life stranger?". I said, "My name is Tourist because I am just passing through here". I started to choke on my espresso and she handed me a napkin with her phone number. She bit into one of my munchkins and smiled again at me. It must have been a raspberry filled munchkin as a little bit dribbled down her chin. I was now in a dilemma. Should I offer her the napkin with her phone number or keep it for myself?
Unlike the others who had been drawn to the cabin wagon, tourist was was carried away to the seoul searcher. The Seoul Searcher revealed to him that he would find his heart's greatest desires as long as he remained true to the very end.
(Tagged onto Tourist contribution, to flow with mine.)
and now, back to the next chapter: Arlene and the GyspyGirl
(Tagged onto Tourist contribution, to flow with mine.)
and now, back to the next chapter: Arlene and the GyspyGirl
Pipp, Tourist, and the others crowded around the ornately furnished wagon. Pipp smelled a large, green cucumber, and said, "Wow, this smells like a cotton candy cupcake"! Tourist rolled his eyes, amazed at how Pipp was always hungry only for cupcakes. Wisebeardman leaned down to pet a goat, and the goat promptly started chewing on his beard!! Wisebeardman yelped, "Help, get it off me, it's got my beard!! HELP"!!
The blue ladybug muttered, "Shave off that beard, and you would'nt keep gettin' it stuck eveywhere"!! Still entranced by the sweet music they were hearing, they followed the sound to the back of the wagon and found a beautiful young girl named Arlene. "What lovely music you play," exclaimed Duchess Aimee. "Thank you," Arlene said shyly. "I'm playing it to lure my beloved Tintin down off his mountain, and return to me," she said wistfully.
The Duchess said, "Arwen, you go back and check on MissCris and make sure she's where we left her, then come right back here." Arwen gave a sassy salute, then faded into the Sunnysky and disappeared. Arlene said, "Who is MissCris?" The blue ladybug piped up and said, "She's a foolish girl who thinks only about coffee and she touched the statue of Zaoman after I told her not to"!! Arlene mumbled, "uh-oh, she'll be asleep for quite awhile then. The Zaoman's spell takes a long time to wear off on some people."
Pipp, who also had touched the statue and seen a vision of some sort, struggled to remember what it was. "Oh well, maybe once I eat a cupcake or two, I'll remember what it was," she thought. The Duchess said, "We are in search of the Gypsygirl. Have you seen her, Arlene?"
Arlene frowned and said, "Yes, but she went off to get King Shouryo. Some Charlatan seer told her that she is destined to be his queen." The Duchess said, "Yeah, right, King Shouryo getting married?! THAT'S a laugh"!! Secretly, the Duchess hoped that the Gypsygirl would'nt marry King Shouryo because the Duchess found King Shouryo rather irresistible. Without realizing it, she blushed beet red, a most unusual color for a Duchess to be. The blue ladybug, watching the Duchess, and being able to know a person's thoughts, became most disturbed as she started to realize that there was only ONE true love in the enchanted forest for the Duchess, but also at least THREE other suitors who each vowed in their minds to pursue her!!! The blue lady's eyes opened wide, and she was about to spill the beans, but decided to keep what she knew to herself. FOR NOW.
Arwen returned, and said, "MissCris is fine. Actually, she is snoring and drooling on herself." Arlene said, "oh good, the drooling means the spell is wearing off. We will have to go get her in another day or so."
next chapter: the gypsygirl, king shouryo and arlene and tintin
The blue ladybug muttered, "Shave off that beard, and you would'nt keep gettin' it stuck eveywhere"!! Still entranced by the sweet music they were hearing, they followed the sound to the back of the wagon and found a beautiful young girl named Arlene. "What lovely music you play," exclaimed Duchess Aimee. "Thank you," Arlene said shyly. "I'm playing it to lure my beloved Tintin down off his mountain, and return to me," she said wistfully.
The Duchess said, "Arwen, you go back and check on MissCris and make sure she's where we left her, then come right back here." Arwen gave a sassy salute, then faded into the Sunnysky and disappeared. Arlene said, "Who is MissCris?" The blue ladybug piped up and said, "She's a foolish girl who thinks only about coffee and she touched the statue of Zaoman after I told her not to"!! Arlene mumbled, "uh-oh, she'll be asleep for quite awhile then. The Zaoman's spell takes a long time to wear off on some people."
Pipp, who also had touched the statue and seen a vision of some sort, struggled to remember what it was. "Oh well, maybe once I eat a cupcake or two, I'll remember what it was," she thought. The Duchess said, "We are in search of the Gypsygirl. Have you seen her, Arlene?"
Arlene frowned and said, "Yes, but she went off to get King Shouryo. Some Charlatan seer told her that she is destined to be his queen." The Duchess said, "Yeah, right, King Shouryo getting married?! THAT'S a laugh"!! Secretly, the Duchess hoped that the Gypsygirl would'nt marry King Shouryo because the Duchess found King Shouryo rather irresistible. Without realizing it, she blushed beet red, a most unusual color for a Duchess to be. The blue ladybug, watching the Duchess, and being able to know a person's thoughts, became most disturbed as she started to realize that there was only ONE true love in the enchanted forest for the Duchess, but also at least THREE other suitors who each vowed in their minds to pursue her!!! The blue lady's eyes opened wide, and she was about to spill the beans, but decided to keep what she knew to herself. FOR NOW.
Arwen returned, and said, "MissCris is fine. Actually, she is snoring and drooling on herself." Arlene said, "oh good, the drooling means the spell is wearing off. We will have to go get her in another day or so."
next chapter: the gypsygirl, king shouryo and arlene and tintin