A Story Written By Incongruous-Behavior

[Incongruous-Behavior 2]

Soled shoes. Yes, there we soled shoes. Soled shoes that tapped lightly and rapidly along the smooth surface of the wooden floor boards, which was the primary material that made up the one-story and abandoned amphitheatre. The sound of the tapping reverberated along the strongly built walls, along with gentle sound of a violin and the equally soft-in-sound footfalls of his own marionettes, each with their own finely-crafted soled shoes. A chorus of applause echoed from a non-existent crowd, as well as shouts. In response, two figures, one the man in the soled shoes, and the other the violinist, bowed slowly, smiling a smile of joy. Their hands intertwined, and they bowed yet again, this time with connected hands. Another roar of applause from a seemingly intangible crowd. Lovely, one would agree.

 

Slowly, the sound died out, and the two figures began to walk away, violin in hand, and marionettes following. The two stepped toward the curtain, the chants of the crowd dimming. They stepped through, the chanting now at a full halt. 'Encore, Encore!' They had been shouting.

 

'Savannah, my darling.' The ventriloquist puffed. He put his hands out to proposition a hug, but he received no verbal, nor physical response from his beloved. He knew the painful fact; that she was deaf, but he could not believe it. No matter how much the 'colors' helped her. Yes, the colors. The colors that appeared within her mind instead of sound. Whenever a noise would be heard, a color would appear. The inspiration for her career, you see, were the colors. She wanted to experience them all by playing the violin, see beautiful rainbows and grasslands. Oh, how dreadful it was when she stopped playing, and the colors dissipated from her mind. The only way she could hear her beloved's voice was when she visualized it with the colors. But, it had its toll on her. Each time a color would 'materialize' within her mind, her other senses would wane, too. Yet, she was kept in check by Abraham, the elegant man who had once become her beloved. He now watched her; took care of her.

 

Together they created spectacular performances, and pleased audiences everywhere. But now, this was their last performance. For tonight, they had to commit a vile deed. A deed so vile, that they would be heavily scrutinized for even thinking such thoughts.

 

...Indeed, this was their last performance.

 

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Not much. Simply a couple of paragraphs. This, I know. I simply wanted to introduce you to the plot and my writing style before anything. I will add more writing pieces as I feel the necessity to.

 

I don't have a name, unfortunately. If one could think of an idea, that would be much appreciated.

 

Anyway, opinions of what little I have added? Or even criticism? All is welcomed.

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[Enigma 10]

What, I like about your writing style, that I feel is better than mine, is that you are very good at giving descriptive detail. I was hooked in from the beginning.

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[Dark Den 4]

Youre very good at writing, i espically like your writting style :alright:

[Incongruous-Behavior 2]

What, I like about your writing style, that I feel is better than mine, is that you are very good at giving descriptive detail. I was hooked in from the beginning.

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I wouldn't consider my writing better than your's- you're a good writer, yourself. Thank you for the compliment, though.!

 

Youre very good at writing, i espically like your writting style.

 

Thank you, Den. That's kind of you.

 

I hope to improve myself while I'm here- so please tell me if I do. Or if there's anything I can do to make it better.

[Dark Den 4]

Will you be righting another part of the story again ?

[Kiriashi 117]

That was quite interesting. It really peaked my interest.

 

I can't wait for more!

[Ecowolfsteen 14]

That was nice man! Made me cry! Lol, jk. But, it was vey descriptive and detailed, I was hooked from the beggining like Enigma! Keep it up.

[Incongruous-Behavior 2]

Will you be righting another part of the story again ?

 

Of course. Maybe after I'm done eating lunch. -Wink-

 

That was quite interesting. It really peaked my interest.

 

I can't wait for more!

 

Thank you, I'll have another piece up soon.!

 

That was nice man! Made me cry! Lol, jk. But, it was vey descriptive and detailed, I was hooked from the beggining like Enigma! Keep it up.

 

That's very reassuring; thank you. I suppose I'll have to make the next part make you cry if that's the case, no?

[Incongruous-Behavior 2]

 

A soft clattering sound could be heard as the violinist known as Savannah, and the ventriloquist known as Abraham, walked across the cobble-stone flooring. Each step that was made by them seemed to desecrate the holy sanctum in which they were about to enter. The one known only as Abraham grabbed his beloved's hand as she brought it into the air. He spun her, and she twirled. 'A requiem shall be played.' He beamed; a smile violating his face. The words seemed transparent and non-existent to Savannah, but she nodded as a wind blew and caressed her long hair. 'Your supposition, darling?' This had happened before- Abraham had arched his eyebrows, which he never did normally, signalling what his question was. It was an odd way of comprehending what was supplied, but it worked. 'A musical?' She inquired. A physical response was incurred, and Abraham shook his hand so as to say 'Close'. She pondered.

 

'...A requiem?' He was surprised at the quick speed at which she had perceived what he had said, but nonetheless was happy. He nodded.

 

 

 

 

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As I was writing it, I previewed my post, but it had some weird error. When I went back, nothing was here. This paragraph was all that I could find the inspiration to rewrite, but it will be updated in an hour or so, once I don't feel as depleted as I now do.

[formlesstree4 18]

This is some good stuff. I hope you see it through to the end. Your style is very good. :)

[Kiriashi 117]

I was listening to that song while reading the other one, and WOW.

:clap:

 

Amazing.

[Incongruous-Behavior 2]

This is some good stuff. I hope you see it through to the end. Your style is very good. :)

 

Thank you very much! I hope to finish it, too. I'm writing the continuation of the second piece now.

 

I was listening to that song while reading the other one, and WOW.

:clap:

 

Amazing.

 

That's very flattering, thank you- for what it's worth.!

[Dark Den 4]

Thats very good incorgus behaviour hope you stick with it to the end :alright: