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hadriel2017-09-24 02:10 am
feelslikeimspilling) wrote in hadriel2017-09-24 02:10 am
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[ Will hasn't really been around much at all. Finding small comfort in escapism. Fishing was too obvious a choice as was the spot down by the river he'd made for his Fenic fox and Nugs. No, Will had been living low, hiding out in various God's temples and small nooks and crannies not so deep inside the tunnels, practicing how to most efficiently take out some of the monsters with or without a weapon.
His voice is raspy like he hasn't spoken a word in weeks... which is partly true. ]
My mind has been a busy mess of blur and motion. Thoughts buzzing past like worker bees, endlessly in their endeavor... Nauseating- I er, I know a lot of turbulent occurrences have swooped down and splattered, most ungracefully so, all over this shithole of a cavern we have no choice but to call home. It's been testing, to say the least...
[ A moment of silence as Will recalled the fires, the mirrors and so on. That wasn't what he wanted to be focusing on right now. A heavy sigh before he continues. ]
... Such has been out of our control, true, but what about the things that aren't? There's no death here, no justice either, no real justice. Sure, we have the illusion our City Guard like to cast over us, that we're safe and looked after. Frankly, since Jill vanished I can't for certain say I'd trust any of them with my life- Ah, but what does life matter here, huh? No death, no crime. Murderers and monsters are our neighbors. Friendly Mr. Rodgers in his bloodstained sweater...
[ He's rambling, emotional and tired. ]
We need justice. We're ruled by our emotions, literally! God's? What God's?' He reveals the deep things of darkness and brings utter darkness into the light.' Isn't that what a God does? No, all this death, killing, darkness has to stop. We need a system of order, a place to hold the dangerous, a means of judging and sentencing them... How many times can we be revived before it's too late?
... Well, I'm gonna be trying to do something about it, even if I have to do it alone.
His voice is raspy like he hasn't spoken a word in weeks... which is partly true. ]
My mind has been a busy mess of blur and motion. Thoughts buzzing past like worker bees, endlessly in their endeavor... Nauseating- I er, I know a lot of turbulent occurrences have swooped down and splattered, most ungracefully so, all over this shithole of a cavern we have no choice but to call home. It's been testing, to say the least...
[ A moment of silence as Will recalled the fires, the mirrors and so on. That wasn't what he wanted to be focusing on right now. A heavy sigh before he continues. ]
... Such has been out of our control, true, but what about the things that aren't? There's no death here, no justice either, no real justice. Sure, we have the illusion our City Guard like to cast over us, that we're safe and looked after. Frankly, since Jill vanished I can't for certain say I'd trust any of them with my life- Ah, but what does life matter here, huh? No death, no crime. Murderers and monsters are our neighbors. Friendly Mr. Rodgers in his bloodstained sweater...
[ He's rambling, emotional and tired. ]
We need justice. We're ruled by our emotions, literally! God's? What God's?' He reveals the deep things of darkness and brings utter darkness into the light.' Isn't that what a God does? No, all this death, killing, darkness has to stop. We need a system of order, a place to hold the dangerous, a means of judging and sentencing them... How many times can we be revived before it's too late?
... Well, I'm gonna be trying to do something about it, even if I have to do it alone.
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I'm not so sure we couldn't do it on our own. I say, never underestimate a powerful desire for justice as a motivator for autonomous action. You haven't wasted anybody's time, Will.
The doctors might be able to help. I'm sure they'd be willing to. We'd just have to make sure we didn't dump the whole responsibility in their laps, because I think this kind of thing would work best with a lot of people involved.
[ Alas for the darker lights of our souls! They never really go away, because they are part of us, and they can awaken in the absence of the brighter lights. ]
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[ Curufin was of another world, as was his partner and Will was curious about them both. The trouble was, he'd met them both when he was in a very different place. Now, now Will had changed yet he didn't want anyone to notice too much. ]
Hmm, I'll have a word with the few I know, see if it would be something they would be into at least. Still, it's good to know there are likeminded people here and I agree, the more behind us the better chance we have of actually making this work.
[ A moments hesitation. ]
My timing is off is all. Don't think the Gods or the denizens would be even interested in anything of this sort just now.
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I'm not humoring you. You've brought up a very important issue, and it deserves to be addressed. And you deserve credit for bringing it up.
Yes, let's see what the doctors say.
The gods have their hands full right now. But I'm not sure they'd be interested anyway. I think they benefit from the emotions that are generated by having a serial killer or two in our midst. That's one of the reasons I don't think this is a project for them.
And the citizens of Hadriel have a lot on their plate right now as well. But that doesn't mean that none of them would be interested. Besides, it's the kind of project that gains momentum as it goes. Don't worry about your timing.