The Sereni-TREE: Tales For Lost Times

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Monday, October 25, 2021 9:04 AM


The Man They Call Soul...

It's been almost 10 LONG years since anyone has graced these hallowed halls, so just for the hell of it, here is thread 67 in the chronicles of the Sereni-TREE!

For “The Guide to the Clubhouse / Treehouse / Sereni-Tree Threads”, telling our story and providing links to all such threads:

Early in this link is the very long post containing “TheRealMe’s Guide to the Sereni-Tree, V7”. This post is a description of the ship.

Early in this link will be an out-of-date crew list:

Here is a summary of our previous thread, located at:

Um...things happened, Rat returned, Ebo returned, everyone disappeared again, Mai and Soul headed out looking for lost crew while Jake7 stayed behind...things got quiet...


Monday, October 25, 2021 9:26 AM


The Man They Call Soul...

People use the phrase "quiet as a tomb" to describe absolute stillness. The barren space of the former treehouse, airship, and now starship SereniTREE isn't quite that still, but it is close. There are the usual clicks and hisses of various components working, beeps and whirs echoed from various workstations and powered down screens, and faint music plays from underneath the pool table in the middle of the common room. More than that though is the feeling in the air, the faint energy that tells you that while the space may be empty, it is not void. Stories and memories swirl around, echoing through the halls and rooms, regaling the shadows with epic tales of bygone eras.

Then, another sound rings out, shattering the silence and making the dust fall off of the glass root beer bottles behind the bar. At first it is just a banging, slow and regular; but before long it transforms into a scraping and clanging cacophony. Behind that, a voice can be heard, low at first, but it quickly gains volume until a series of curses can be clearly heard. Finally, with a long groan of metal, the door to one of the shuttle pods creaks open just far enough for a figure to stumble through.

"Gorram door, gorram crappy design, gorram floor, ah my ruttin' head..."

Rubbing his left temple with one hand and scratching the stubble on his chin with the other, Soul, Security Chief of the SereniTREE, glances around the empty room.

"Okay, I know I wasn't in there for THAT long. Then again, there was no label on that bottle that Mai where the hell is everyone?"

OOC: I have no idea if this will gain traction or if any of the old crew will even see this. I was just feeling a bit nostalgic today. If anyone new wants to join, feel free! We are on a ship that changes as we need it, cruising through the 'verse to see what wackiness will find us!



Monday, October 25, 2021 11:03 AM


Flying on duct tape and a damaged registry.

OOC: Now I'll have to re-correlate peeps and their screen names. I may have lost a few brain cells since then.

"Whatever is wrong with you is so right for me." -- Marillion.


Friday, November 5, 2021 10:32 AM


The Man They Call Soul...

Soul sits on one of the stools at the bar, nursing a root beer. He glances around as memories flood him from every direction. Smiling softly, he chuckles to himself.

"A wise man once said, 'I wish there was a way to know you were in the good old days before you actually left them.' We knew, though. We knew we were in the good old days while we were living them, and we truly LIVED those days."

He pauses for a moment, almost as if waiting for a reply he knows won't come. Then he raises a bottle in the air.

"Here's to old friends and family, to epic adventures and days of relaxation, to drama and comedy, and to stories that will echo on long after we are gone. Here's to the clubhouse, the treehouse, the flying treehouse and the spaceship that carried us across the universe. Here's to the creation that inspired all of us. Here's to the SereniTREE."

He taps the bottle on the counter and downs the root beer in one gulp, letting out a burp that echoes around the room. He laughs again. It's a good laugh.



Friday, February 11, 2022 11:16 PM


A noise startles her awake. "Gotta be more old ship noises. It's been too long for anyone to be around and I'm sure I'm alone here." She closes her eyes to go back to sleep, but the sound of glass breaking sets her senses on alert and she sits up abruptly from her bunk. "Gorram it! Looks like I have to go find out what's going on..."

As Jake7 cautiously makes her way through the ship, she hears a loud belch and heads to where the sound echoed from.

She enters the bar and, shocked at the sight before her, she tentatively whispers in confusion: "Soul??? Is that really you?"






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