Voice || End of his Tether

[notjustinthemirror]

Alright. I fucking give up. Who the hell did I piss off this time?

I've impaled myself on my own mannequins, lit myself on fire, knocked a building down on my head, and I don't even want to know what the fuck I just teleported into, but it smells like something crawled up an asshole and died there.

[There's a loud crash and some scrabbling noises.]

And I almost got decapitated by a window.

What the fuck?

Comments

[cashlin]

Lemme be real with you. If we're here mostly to feel shit for the sake of these gods, why wouldn't they want to make us miserable? Think about it.

[notjustinthemirror]

Hope. Fear. Rage.

I'm not really feeling any of those right now. Unless there's suddenly a god of What the Fuck.

[cashlin]

What the Fuck is kind of an emotion. To be fair.

[notjustinthemirror]

True.

I'd like for more "well this worked out fine," or maybe even "that's nice and pleasant." But I guess those gods are still dead.

[cashlin]

Does this mean we're recharging them? Like batteries or something? Or are the really dead ones just... You know. [pbblllt noise.]

[notjustinthemirror]

Pretty sure that's how it works.

We resurrected Rage somehow. If I paid more attention to Hope I'd know how that worked, but I don't.

Of course as soon as we brought her back everyone attacked each other and shit went to hell. So that worked out splendidly for all involved.

[cashlin]

[Well, that makes about as much sense as anything else she's had to deal with in the last several months.]

When do we get to resurrect a god who doesn't try to kill us?

[notjustinthemirror]

Probably never.

The next ones will be gods of existential angst and exsanguination.

[cashlin]

[and there's a drawn out UUUUUUUGGGGGGGH.]

I hate that you sound half serious and I don't doubt it.

[notjustinthemirror]

I'm almost always right and sometimes I hate it.

[cashlin]

For everybody's sake, let's hope you're wrong this time.

[notjustinthemirror]

We'll see.

But if you start bleeding to death from the god of exsanguination I hope I'm around to tell you 'I told you so.'

[cashlin]

Technically, exsanguination isn't a real emotion. But we'll see.

[notjustinthemirror]

Hey it covers a whole slew of emotions: Pain, Sadness, Suffering, Regret, Disbelief, and pretty sure all that red stuff is supposed to be inside me.

[cashlin]

Kind of a mouthful, but I'll take it, I guess.

[notjustinthemirror]

I'm a helper.

It'd be better than getting the god of boredom wouldn't it?

[cashlin]

That guy would get way more than his fill.

Apart from getting yourself killed, what else is there to do around here? I'd keep hunting, but all I've gotten is some extra meat and pelts. Oh, and less ammo.

[notjustinthemirror]

Well you'll run out of ammo eventually and so far we don't have a way to get more. So maybe don't go shooting everything for fun. Much as I know that hurts.

As far as stuff to do, this is about it. Just exist at each other. Look for a way out I suppose.