i was going to say something useful but i got distracted by your inbox message
so the party thing did you have your hand in that like hey look confusing pinatas that hit you with bouncy balls or are the other gods just really bad at their jobs
Yeah well, I'm not a "god" I'm just a law student with no powers so I'm pretty sure I get a pass on that one.
that must be so rough. all these new people to eat their emotions but its too difficult to hang in person i mean i get it on one level and another like i live in a fucking cave now we all learn to make do
i get that youre confusion and all but we literally just did this song and dance
you: humans are dumb!! me: you suck at using doors you, again: humans are stupid!! me: yes??? but doors???
cant you at least try for i dont know: me: this isnt where youre from originally? you: no because unlike you puny humans we are actually powerful and can hop worlds ha ha ha humans are so weak and incapable of doing the simplest things
to which i will inevitably respond once again: yeah okay but you can't use a door
you know im sensing a pattern want to skip the insults? its gonna be a lot less of a hassle for both of us
[ There are so many songs about being young and confused. It's hard to pick just one! She thought of using a Led Zeppelin song (Dazed and Confused) solely for the line 'soul a woman was made down below' but that felt a little too mean...
I'm not aware of myself. I wear my heart on my cheek but how can I caress if I'm too careful to speak? I rode the bus to the end to contemplate all I could. I have no money to spend but that will do me some good.
Can you come on, come on now? It's not like you're talking out loud. Can you come on, come on now to my way of thinking?
[ Ouch... Though, Will knew what kind of attitude he was coming up against in asking her for help in the first place. ]
Bit of both really.
[ A pause, to take a breath before he unloads. ]
I don't think I can face being here anymore. I can't go home, if I kill myself or die, I'll just come back.
[ He rolls the wedding ring around his finger with his thumb as he talks. ]
I don't want to remember that I have a wife and kid back home... I don't want to remember leaving them to look for the psychopath I'm obsessed with... I can't live here knowing Hannibal is gone... I can't even look Abigail in the eyes anymore, knowing she'd be dead back home...
I just want to forget it all... Ignorance is bliss and all that.
[To her credit, Confusion listens. It wouldn't be the first time soneone has asked her to do this, and quite honestly, there's a benefit to her if she agrees.]
Hmm. That is quite the predicament. What length of time do you want to forget? Be precise.
[The last thing she needs is for him to forget something and end up pissing someone off.]
Hi, I've just been referred here by Hope, who-... well, it's that I've lost all my memories, and I'd quite like them back.
[ beat ]
I'm sure I've been providing you with quite a lot of power in the meantime, so you may not be willing to help, but I'll bargain, or whatever it is I need to do.
[And now he's foisting them off on her, of all the gods. Then again, he's had a bad time since the betrayal and attack, so it's a little bit fair to spread the work.]
You're correct. You've been a small but reliable power source for me for some time now. I should leave you as you are.
[A pause. Because Confusion is an asshole.]
However, as a favor to Hope, I'll consider what you've endured to be payment enough this time. Go take a nap. Your memories will be back after you've been asleep for ten minutes. Oh, and try not to die. It's very taxing on Hope.
[There can be miracles if you believe. Though Hope is frail-- wait, that's not how it goes.]
[ She doesn't say anything at first, doesn't want to blow her chances... but, then, Confusion actually agrees, and she releases a breath she'd been holding. ]
Thank you. [ She'll certainly try not to die, and will keep this whole experience in mind when defending one of their temples... ] I, er - appreciate your help. Really.
[ It's been ridiculous, not remembering anything about - well, anything. ]
I'll be off, then. Napping. [ With the tone of her voice sounding significantly more at ease, Cecily signs off. ]
Asks Quentin, as he steps nervously into her temple. He doesn't know what the hell he's doing, isn't even completely sure what he's doing here at this very moment, if he wants someone to answer him.
"I can figure out the mechanics of the door on my own."
He promises, and draws in a breath, trying a little magic instead. He twists his hands, trying to find enough of a purchase in the space to create a lens. He pinchis his forefinger and thumb to make a loop to peer through, to try to understand the mechanics of the space.
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so the party thing
did you have your hand in that like hey look confusing pinatas that hit you with bouncy balls
or are the other gods just really bad at their jobs
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It isn't our fault you're stupid.
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You could've gone. Mingled with the people, hit some dumb looking avocados
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Going would have required spending time with you (general you) and I'm pretty sure your species gives me an allergic reaction.
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that must be so rough. all these new people to eat their emotions but its too difficult to hang in person
i mean i get it on one level
and another like
i live in a fucking cave now we all learn to make do
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this isn't where you're from originally?
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i get that youre confusion and all but we literally just did this song and dance
you: humans are dumb!!
me: you suck at using doors
you, again: humans are stupid!!
me: yes??? but doors???
cant you at least try for i dont know:
me: this isnt where youre from originally?
you: no because unlike you puny humans we are actually powerful and can hop worlds ha ha ha humans are so weak and incapable of doing the simplest things
to which i will inevitably respond once again: yeah okay but you can't use a door
you know im sensing a pattern
want to skip the insults? its gonna be a lot less of a hassle for both of us
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Nonya business.
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good talk
action; backdated to before the temples were destroyed...
So, instead, she picks one that she relates to and gets to serenading. ]
I'm not aware of myself. I wear my heart on my cheek but how can I caress if I'm too careful to speak? I rode the bus to the end to contemplate all I could. I have no money to spend but that will do me some good.
Can you come on, come on now? It's not like you're talking out loud. Can you come on, come on now to my way of thinking?
action.
( Why yes, that's an excellent start. )
voice
What do you want?
[Confusion's voice is flat and unamused.]
she's just gonna stay in the temple yolo.
Wanted to ask you about the GPS system.
whatever bro, she'll just keep voicing it up
[Confusion sighs, then puts on a fake sweet voice.]
What would you like to know about the GPS?
o/
Can it be switched off?
( There. As to the point as she can get. )
voice
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When it's turned off, no one can locate us?
( SHE'S JUST CHECKIN' SIS she doesn't want to find out that y'all have microchipped them or something. )
better late than never i'm sorry
[Could she be less of an asshole? Yep. Will she? Nah.]
what are you talking about it's been a day :)
People're on a hitlist. Don't need to find out that you've got some power-fueled perma-lock on us, aye?
( Just sayin'. )
i can get with that
o/
Kate seems satisfied. As satisfied as anyone can be after talking to Confusion. )
All I needed to know.
( PEACE~ )
Voice;
anymorebut he's depressed and desperate enough to try anything at this point. ]I'm gonna sound kind of pathetic right now... But I think you're my only hope.
I really need your help.
voice
I'm your only hope? [She gives a quiet tch.] You must be desperate, or maybe you hate yourself.
What is it?
voice
Bit of both really.
[ A pause, to take a breath before he unloads. ]
I don't think I can face being here anymore. I can't go home, if I kill myself or die, I'll just come back.
[ He rolls the wedding ring around his finger with his thumb as he talks. ]
I don't want to remember that I have a wife and kid back home... I don't want to remember leaving them to look for the psychopath I'm obsessed with... I can't live here knowing Hannibal is gone... I can't even look Abigail in the eyes anymore, knowing she'd be dead back home...
I just want to forget it all... Ignorance is bliss and all that.
voice
Hmm. That is quite the predicament. What length of time do you want to forget? Be precise.
[The last thing she needs is for him to forget something and end up pissing someone off.]
voice;
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I'm sure I've been providing you with quite a lot of power in the meantime, so you may not be willing to help, but I'll bargain, or whatever it is I need to do.
voice
[And now he's foisting them off on her, of all the gods. Then again, he's had a bad time since the betrayal and attack, so it's a little bit fair to spread the work.]
You're correct. You've been a small but reliable power source for me for some time now. I should leave you as you are.
[A pause. Because Confusion is an asshole.]
However, as a favor to Hope, I'll consider what you've endured to be payment enough this time. Go take a nap. Your memories will be back after you've been asleep for ten minutes. Oh, and try not to die. It's very taxing on Hope.
[There can be miracles if you believe.
Though Hope is frail-- wait, that's not how it goes.]voice
Thank you. [ She'll certainly try not to die, and will keep this whole experience in mind when defending one of their temples... ] I, er - appreciate your help. Really.
[ It's been ridiculous, not remembering anything about - well, anything. ]
I'll be off, then. Napping. [ With the tone of her voice sounding significantly more at ease, Cecily signs off. ]
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Asks Quentin, as he steps nervously into her temple. He doesn't know what the hell he's doing, isn't even completely sure what he's doing here at this very moment, if he wants someone to answer him.
voice because she mean
The response comes from his phone, clear and bored.
"What do you want?"
Did you hear her roll her eyes? Because she did.
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Looking around the ceiling, taking in the architecture.
"So how hard am I barking up the wrong tree?"
voice
Honestly.
"Clarification on what."
voice
Stepping back, making a slow circle as he addresses the space.
"Magic, psychic, high tech-"
voice
THANKS, CONFUSION. SO HELPFUL."You're here because you got snatched up by the Door. And no, I'm not going to tell you anything about jt. Ask Sorrow."
voice
He promises, and draws in a breath, trying a little magic instead. He twists his hands, trying to find enough of a purchase in the space to create a lens. He pinchis his forefinger and thumb to make a loop to peer through, to try to understand the mechanics of the space.
voice
"That is astoundingly stupid." That kind of awed. "The Door really outdid itself this time.
"You're wasting my time. Go talk to Sorrow if you want to know about the Door. I don't have answers for you."
voice
Wonders Quentin, and shakes his hand out. Not magic in the classical sense from his world, then. Interesting.
"All right. That's what I came for. Thanks for the time."