We keep boxes in Spring for memorial items, if you wanted to leave something here for him as well. Chad leaves them out on Monday.
If you believe in praying... That is supposed to help souls get to where they need to go. At least, that's the easiest way to explain it. I know this place works differently than what I was taught, but it might do something.
[ and he begins! i'm not rewriting this nonsense but he is reciting common funerary spells, such as: the dead keeping their names; making sure they do not forget their names; guarding them against the loss of their hearts; various protections against the perils of the afterlife; for not dying again in the realm of the dead; to have their powers restored; having power over their enemies; ensuring a safe journey; and for making a spirit worthy.
he's going to be here a while. he's not paying attention to mandi anymore, who is free to do his thing without fear of judgement. ]
[Malik is so responsible... Mandricardo clears his throat, turning his own attention to the memorial. Who to start with.....well.]
...Manwol. I-I think I always was terrified that I was....someone you'd walk all over. In a good way! Like...you were just so high of a person. I was a king, and you were like, untouchable. But the more we talked, I realized that you worked so hard to get where you were. There's so much that you went through, and...just the fact that you could carry on was admirable. I know that you're...not truly gone. But where you are, I know you can do it. I know you can...push forward, okay? But still.....I-I'll miss you. Get back soon. Please.
[I hope that was enough. He has to gather his emotions for the next one.]
[ malik is still doing his thing! his prayers are pretty verbose, and after he does his first act, he's going on to the second. he's sounds like he's practiced this, but that's what happens when your entire job is religion. ]
Glory be to thee, O Osiris Un-Nefer, thou great god in Abtu, King of Eternity, Lord of Everlastingness, God whose existence is millions of years, eldest son of Nut, begotten by Geb, the Ancestor-Chief, Lord of the Crowns of the South and the North, Lord of the High White Crown. Thou art the Governor of gods and of men and hast received the sceptre, the whip, and the rank of thy Divine Fathers. Thy power is widespread, and great is the terror of thy name 'Osiris.' Thou endurest for all eternity in thy name of 'Un-Nefer.' Homage to thee, King of kings, Lord of lords, Governor of governors, who from the womb of the Sky-goddess hast ruled the World and the Under World. The gods come before thee bowing low. They hold thee in fear. They withdraw and retreat when they see the awfulness of Ra upon thee; the thought of the conquests of thy Majesty is in their hearts. Life is with thee.
Let them follow thy Majesty as when they were on earth, let their souls be summoned, and let them be found near the Lords of Truth.
[Thanks, Malik, for your Religion Expertise. But now, finally, he will move on to Sakyou. Malik might have thought that Manwol was the one he was most upset about, but actually..........he's starting to cry a little.]
Sakyou........i-it doesn't feel real, y'know? We'd always talk. After everything, we'd just find each other and talk. Because you'd always understand, right? Because....b-because you were my friend. My first friend here, and...
[He's wiping his tears now, but they're still coming.]
I'm going to fight for you, and make sure you come back safe and sound, because...I-I told you I'd look out for you, right? Because...because I love you. You know I do. And I miss you so much. You're a fighter, and you have...so much to look for. I know you'd probably just wave it off, because I know you don't think you deserve it, but....p-please. We'll get out of this. I'll make sure to see you again.
If you're able to get alcohol for Manwol, she'd like that. I can't get it either, because I'm underage... but there's nothing left to say to them, and they have to make it to the afterlife on their own.
Like I said, since I don't have a definite age on my ID, I can't get it, but...I can try to pull some strings, maybe.
[He sighs. Malik is right, though. And of course he wouldn't like ghosts. Its his job to help people get to where they need to go. Someone lingering would be...]
We'll see them soon, y'know? That's what Wang Lu told me. Either way...they'll be safe there. I hope.
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and alcohol, huh? good to know. she'd probably like something nice, regardless. i need to make something for sakyou, too.
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If you believe in praying... That is supposed to help souls get to where they need to go. At least, that's the easiest way to explain it. I know this place works differently than what I was taught, but it might do something.
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are you offering to pray? i remember doing that with manwol weeks ago
i think i'd like that
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I normally wouldn't offer, but for them...I can make an exception.
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anyways, i'm grateful you're offering. is there anything we need to bring for this kind of thing?
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do you want to meet where the memorials are
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I'll be there in a few minutes... I can't walk as fast as I used to.
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[And here he is! He's brought what seems to be a little bowl of fried dough cookies.]
I can't get alcohol since they won't give it to me...sorry, Manwol...
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Steal some later. I can help. [ said casually. ]
Anyway... Put your offerings down by the memorial. I'll say some rites for the both of them.
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[Not TOO morally opposed to stealing...he is a delinquent.]
Alright. [And down goes the bowl!] Anything I need to say or do?
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[ He rips out a couple pages from the notebook and folds them up, then places them in the offering bowl. ]
Normally, there's funeral mourners for this kind of thing, so that can be your role. If you can make yourself cry, that's even better.
[ you can tell by his tone that he isn't joking about this. ]
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[Okay! Okay, sure. Just talk. Wonderful easy task for an introvert. But hey...it is just Malik.]
[He stares down at the pages in the bowl, feeling anxious, but still sort of overwhelmingly upset. Manwol is dead. Sakyou is dead.]
Do you, uh...mind who we should start with?
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I'm praying for their protection.
[ and he begins! i'm not rewriting this nonsense but he is reciting common funerary spells, such as: the dead keeping their names; making sure they do not forget their names; guarding them against the loss of their hearts; various protections against the perils of the afterlife; for not dying again in the realm of the dead; to have their powers restored; having power over their enemies; ensuring a safe journey; and for making a spirit worthy.
he's going to be here a while. he's not paying attention to mandi anymore, who is free to do his thing without fear of judgement. ]
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[Malik is so responsible... Mandricardo clears his throat, turning his own attention to the memorial. Who to start with.....well.]
...Manwol. I-I think I always was terrified that I was....someone you'd walk all over. In a good way! Like...you were just so high of a person. I was a king, and you were like, untouchable. But the more we talked, I realized that you worked so hard to get where you were. There's so much that you went through, and...just the fact that you could carry on was admirable. I know that you're...not truly gone. But where you are, I know you can do it. I know you can...push forward, okay? But still.....I-I'll miss you. Get back soon. Please.
[I hope that was enough. He has to gather his emotions for the next one.]
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Glory be to thee, O Osiris Un-Nefer, thou great god in Abtu, King of Eternity, Lord of Everlastingness, God whose existence is millions of years, eldest son of Nut, begotten by Geb, the Ancestor-Chief, Lord of the Crowns of the South and the North, Lord of the High White Crown. Thou art the Governor of gods and of men and hast received the sceptre, the whip, and the rank of thy Divine Fathers. Thy power is widespread, and great is the terror of thy name 'Osiris.' Thou endurest for all eternity in thy name of 'Un-Nefer.' Homage to thee, King of kings, Lord of lords, Governor of governors, who from the womb of the Sky-goddess hast ruled the World and the Under World. The gods come before thee bowing low. They hold thee in fear. They withdraw and retreat when they see the awfulness of Ra upon thee; the thought of the conquests of thy Majesty is in their hearts. Life is with thee.
Let them follow thy Majesty as when they were on earth, let their souls be summoned, and let them be found near the Lords of Truth.
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Sakyou........i-it doesn't feel real, y'know? We'd always talk. After everything, we'd just find each other and talk. Because you'd always understand, right? Because....b-because you were my friend. My first friend here, and...
[He's wiping his tears now, but they're still coming.]
I'm going to fight for you, and make sure you come back safe and sound, because...I-I told you I'd look out for you, right? Because...because I love you. You know I do. And I miss you so much. You're a fighter, and you have...so much to look for. I know you'd probably just wave it off, because I know you don't think you deserve it, but....p-please. We'll get out of this. I'll make sure to see you again.
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That'll do.
...There's more spells in the bowl. [ the pages he had placed in there. ]
It will protect them, even if there's no way for them to face judgment.
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[He reaches out to clasp Malik's hands, raising them up to lean against with his forehead.]
T-Thank you. Thank you for doing this.
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I... it's nothing. Just don't tell people about it. I'm not doing this for everybody who dies.
[ I just don't want to be haunted... ]
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I'm sure Manwol and Sakyou would thank you for it.
[And a sigh, as he lowers the other's hands.]
Even if you don't want to meet their ghosts...it's good. Thank you.
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...You're welcome.
If you're able to get alcohol for Manwol, she'd like that. I can't get it either, because I'm underage... but there's nothing left to say to them, and they have to make it to the afterlife on their own.
[ a beat. ] Or daycare, I suppose.
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[He sighs. Malik is right, though. And of course he wouldn't like ghosts. Its his job to help people get to where they need to go. Someone lingering would be...]
We'll see them soon, y'know? That's what Wang Lu told me. Either way...they'll be safe there. I hope.