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[wonderland_vogue]

[After the last post debacle, she's being only a tiny bit more careful. Just a tiny bit.

Though she sounds bored if not with a faint hint of curiosity in her tone.]

Probably not the best time for this, but I have to ask now that I've poked around a little. How many of you here are older than, say, a thousand years or so? I'm just curious.

On another note, what are your thoughts on the... captors, I suppose, feeding on the various emotions as it were? Such a thing isn't really... uncommon where I'm from, so it's always interesting to see a new side to it from those not as familiar. We have another name for them, as well, but that is something I'll leave to all of you to be curious about.

Though I'm sure someone here could enlighten you on the term if she so felt inclined.

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[restinglichface]

[Lup rolls her eyes. Don't call her out like that, Lydia!]

Get off my ass. You're not foolin' anyone. If there are any liches shittier than the assholes in charge, it's you.

Not all of us suck.

[shhhh ignore the whole forbidden and dark magic thing, ok. she's good.]

[paragonbrosca]

...a thousand years? [What the fuck.] Can't say that's a thing, where I'm from. Everyone has more or less the same lifespan, and it's far below that. Are you a thousand years old?

Our captors remind me a lot of the demons we have back home. Rage demons, fear demons...you see the pattern, they're based on emotions, too. So the fact that the ones here are leeching off us like this? Really not helping me see the difference. People can call them 'gods' but a fear demon is a fear demon, to me.

[wormintheglass]

Goodness, were you raised by a tripartite eldritch entity in a howling wasteland or something? One never asks a lady her age.

[Bianca, who is a. somewhere on the upside of 1500 and b. actually raised in a howling desert etc., is amused.]

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[wonderland_vogue]

[Oh, Lup. She's just grinning at her with that normal predatory appearance, this bitch right here.]

I never named you specifically, did I?~

Oh come on now, I haven't done anything here, isn't there some sort of saying about... I think it was something about turning over a new leaf, getting a second chance, something like that?

[She's quiet for a moment on that last part before shrugging.]

Is that what you told your friends here? That you were a good lich? None of us are good, darling, we all steal emotions.

[wonderland_vogue]

[Now isn't that a rude way to word that question? Honestly.]

Lucky for you that I'm feeling particularly chatty today. I am, darling, way over that. I'm not as testy about my age as others may be.

[Demons. Demons and gods, that sounds about right. She's letting out a soft huff before continuing.]

So they're the same thing across different worlds but with a different name, I can't say I'm terribly surprised. Emotions are a strong force no matter what type of living creature you are, after all.

[wonderland_vogue]

[Oh come on now, Bianca. She's having to bite back a laugh, but the beginning of it is still very audible.]

Afraid not. You'd think after a certain age you wouldn't care anymore, it becomes more of a... matter of pride saying you're such and such ridiculous, by human standards, age and still look as if you were a young adult. But maybe that's just me.

Pity.

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[whip_poor_will]

You looking to start a "Senior-Senior-Senior-Senior-Senior-Senior Citizens" discount around here?

[Ravine, no.]

[voice]

[wonderland_vogue]

[Ravine, please.]

If it gets some sort of nicer treatment around here, I wouldn't mind helping set that up. For myself, mostly. [Lydia, no.]

[voice]

[whip_poor_will]

Hmmm, I wonder what that would make us, then. Millennarians?

Yes, that works.

[Since they've got way more years on those measly centenarians]

[voice]

[wonderland_vogue]

Millennarians, I like the sound of that.

[Put in the years, get the title and benefits (???) from it, of course.]

Just have cards and shirts or something, I don't know.

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[whip_poor_will]

I, for one, would favor cards. Physical clothing and myself do not mesh really well.

[voice]

[wonderland_vogue]

Now all that needs to be done is find a way to make physical cards. And I can absolutely understand the clothing situation, darling, though that's... not much of a problem on my end. [Illusion clothing is the best clothing, it can be whatever you want it to be, after all.]

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[whip_poor_will]

It is unlikely that you will find a printing shop, but I suppose you could always make do with creating a few by hand. After all, it is a small club!

[They are almost taking this too seriously... or maybe not seriously enough?]

[paragonbrosca]

[No one has ever accused Aren of being long on manners.]

Why testy? Surviving that long seems like a good bragging point, especially at those of us who'll never reach it. If you got it, flaunt it.

[Anyway.]

I guess the only one that might be a spirit and not a demon in my world's eyes would be Hope. Demons embody all the negative shit, while spirit's don't. [It's more complicated than that, but Aren's not a mage and she doesn't care about the fine details.] Leeching off all of us is still a pretty dick move, though.

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[storyseeker]

Sadly, I'm just a youthful hundred and ninety-nine.

[Elena's just messing with her. She's like thirty-four.]

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[am_i_a_monster]

I can't even imagine living for a thousand years.

[She has a hard picturing herself living past her teens.]

Manipulating people and feeding off their emotions was common where I'm from too. It's just more direct here. I don't like it, but I guess I'm used to not having a choice about it.

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[knockthemdead]

[Flatly:]

They are like power hungry, awful, selfish, people-sized leeches.

[restinglichface]

[Lydia grins, but Lup just looks as unamused as physically possible.]

Know any other lady liches in this place? Cause your vague ain't vague enough.

[Sure, there's some truth to the other woman's words. Enough people have come into Hadriel looking for a second chance. They'd all made mistakes along the way, hadn't they? Didn't they deserve a place to try again in? Maybe.

But it's been months and Lup can still remember all too vividly what it felt like to be helplessly trapped while her brother had laid dying. She'd screamed and paced and teared at the walls of her prison while his life force went weaker and weaker outside of her reach.

Lup's better at forgiveness than her brother, sure, but she still has her limits.]

It's the truth. We're good liches, somethin' you wouldn't know shit about. I don't float around feeding off of people's suffering.

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[jocoeur]

Could it be that feeding on emotions is the secret to eternal youth?

( is he joking or is he serious in this observation? his expression doesn't seem to hint at it one way or the other... )

[hasitsthorns]

I'm only a spry three hundred and forty. Give or take a couple years.

[ As for the gods... ]

They're alright. Symbiotic sort of relationship, I feel, and we help each other. I'm fine with feeling sad or angry every once in a while unnaturally if it gets me food and an armory.

[wonderland_vogue]

[Come on now, Lup, she's trying so hard. Not.]

"Good" liches. Let me guess, you're living off of love or some stupid shit like that, right? Let me tell you something that you probably conveniently weren't told, because I know how this goes, that won't last you forever. We get older, we get stronger, we crave things that are more powerful than what we could produce.

You'll see, maybe not soon, but it'll happen and you'll be begging for another source. Suffering just happened to be the easiest form to grab at the time.

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[wonderland_vogue]

[Ah, it's this one again. She... has no idea who he is, still, so that's fun.]

Oh come on now, everyone has to survive some way or another, right?~ Not like there's a finite amount of emotions, after all.

[restinglichface]

[Lup is pretty sick of hearing this whole spiel, no matter who the words are coming from. Her sharp expression doesn't change and there's no shift in her irritated, yet confident tone, but maybe there's just the slightest brush of worry twisting in her chest. Something to unpack later.

They'd been able to last over a decade on their love for each other and their friends alone. How could they ever fail?]

I'm not like you. [She's only been a lich for a fraction of the time Lydia has, but Lup knows she's right.] You and your dumbass brother were weak and got greedy, trying to find the easy way out. I'm nothing like that. [Her mouth twists, lips pursing together into a thin line.] I know how serious this shit is, but I've got it. We've both got it.

[wonderland_vogue]

[Oh that comment is the one that gets under her skin and she's slamming her hands down on the broken brick that's in front of her, a snarl slipping past her lips.]

How fucking dare you say that shit, you don't know a damn thing about what Edward and I did before we were liches or how we even acted before your stupid fucking brother and his stupid fucking friends came across us! [Oh boy, here we go.]

You don't know what actually losing a brother, so fucking desperately trying to fix him, then to try and bring him back from everything, only to have everything fucking fail time and time again until you have nothing left!

You want to know the real reason I became what I am? We did it to make sure we wouldn't lose each other like we lost our goddamned little brother! So fuck off and get off your goddamned high horse! You don't know shit.

[wonderland_vogue]

You'd think so, for some reason people have... issues about their age. Just means I managed to survive that long, I guess, it's not like it really matters after a certain point. [Particularly when you're already dead, of course.]

How is it a dick move if you don't notice? You're putting the emotions out there anyway, it's not like just taking what's being put out is really... harming anyone. Though I guess it's more of a dick move when you're forcing someone to feel whatever emotion they're using.