The norodrole /ˈnɔːrədroʊl/ is a black stranger characterized by its translucent body that lacks all solidity. It drips perpetually from its head, tail, and eye markings, which, in addition to the occasional bubbles seen inside its body, gives it a liquid or gel-like appearance. Its dripping causes no loss in mass, and all droplets dissolve and disappear after hitting the ground.
The norodrole cannot be interacted with using physical means, as all solid objects through its body without affecting it beyond a temporary wobbling or rippling effect.
The norodrole speaks in either a hushed and fast-paced whisper, or sings, using droning tones to create simple and recursive melodies. Unlike its speaking voice, which is more-or-less human in quality, its singing voice bears only loose resemblance to human vocalizations, and can more closely be compared to a voice synthesizer.
The norodrole dwells in cavernous, underground locations, such as parking garages, subway stations, and underground roadways. It almost always generates in a large group – the mob first appears as a pool of shadows on the ground, from which various individuals flow and emerge, as though stepping out of water.
The norodrole's disposition is amicable, if not subdued. It spends its life unnoticed in the darkness, far from human activity. An individual norodrole paces and wanders at random, its unsteady body wobbling. When it meets another norodrole for the first time, it trots over with excitement, and greets its new companion with emphatic but subtle gesturing, as though re-uniting with a long-lost friend. This tendency towards sociabilityᶇ continues above all else; the norodrole always remains with others of its strain,𐐗 leading to the formation of large groups. The larger the group, the less it wanders, tending to settle within a vast hollow lot or other such "arena."
ᶇ It seems loves being in a crowd of its brethren – it can't get enough, caught up in this or that bit of conversation or gesture, but it's not mean.
𐐗 you don't have to be alone.
instead, you'll only be cold.
Groups of norodrole stand in clustered arrangements, and display numerous social behaviours towards one another. It is common for individuals to touch each other's hands or faces with brief strokes, or gesture to each other with nods and quick hand motions. The stranger's shadowy form appears to merge with those companions whom it touches, thus making it difficult to tell where one norodrole ends and the next begins. Large enough groups appear as nothing more than rows of faces emerging from a sea of black.Ѫ
Ѫ Every night there's a shadow just outside,
Another bad reminder, that won't pay their rent.
Carrie Sands, "Good Friends".
The norodrole occasionally displays curiosity towards objects, but as it is unable to interact with them on any physical level, its actions are limited to inquisitive stares and tentative strokes.
During its tightly looping and oft-punctuated circling of its general perimeter, the stranger sometimes comes to sit or otherwise rest on top of certain objects, such as cars and boxes, which causes it to adopt a pleased stance and curved expression of the eyes.
Animals elicit a great deal of fear from the norodrole. Individual norodrole move away from even the smallest of insects, while larger groups of norodrole form tight clusters and face inwards in a frightened, defensive posture when stray dogs and cats lope past.
The norodrole's looping melodies echo with a haunting timbre against the walls of its underground environment. A lone norodrole sings a gentle, minimalistic tune, while groups sing complex, calming, structured melodies. At no point does the stranger become over-loud or discordant, and is instead euphonious and lively, regardless of whether the norodrole sings with a group or by itself.
The norodrole possesses exceptionally low stability, and is unable to withstand any contact with living sensitives, shriveling away to nothing when they get too close. Despite this, groups of norodrole appear to enjoy observing sensitives from a safe distance. When a sensitive calls out towards a group of norodrole, the group sings that same pitch back at them.
Despite their distanced friendliness towards people, groups of norodrole cower and pace away from any sensitive who moves towards them. When cornered, clusters of norodrole press with insistance against the surfaces around them, until one-after-another, they dissolve into large black stainsԆ on the walls. A norodrole almost always murders itself by compressing its body against a solid surface in this way rather than face the dissolution caused by proximity to a sensitive.
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Although most norodrole display a strong degree of wariness, there exists the rare individual that is daring enough to approach a sensitive without regard for its inevitable death. As it walks closer, its voice degrades to a low buzz, and the edges of its form grow more vague. Other norodrole reach out in vain to hold back their companions, and turn their eyes away from the sight of their companion's body evaporating into the cold underground air.ɐ
ɐ I'd reached out to her too many times. One of these days, it was going to be the last, I promised, promised myself.
Jackaly Troska, Songs from Blauez.
Although the norodrole cannot survive contact with living humans, it is unaffected by corpses, and always climbs on top of any human corpse it finds. Groups attempt to climb on top of a corpse at once, and may stand at such a density that the corpse itself becomes completely obscured by swarming bodies.
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It is only when in contact with a corpse than the norodrole's melodies take on a dissonant tone, the careful rhythms degrading into chaotic, distorted grates, although their mannerisms remain as happy as ever.