Dᴇʟɪɢʜᴛ (
secondreturned) wrote in
hadriel2018-01-20 01:57 pm
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You should have just killed me.
[Did you expect her to be thankful? Delight's text post comes a little belatedly after the poll has been closed and isn't quite the pleasant cheeriness that some of you have come to expect from her.]
I died the moment you saved Hope. We all did. This is just prolonging the inevitable.
I don't much care what you think of my decision or my actions. I tried to save what I could. I planned Hope's assassination for months, negotiated with the beings that killed everything I knew, traded the life of someone I adore very much- all to save my other allies and to save you. This was not a decision made quickly or lightly and I will not be made to regret doing what I felt was right.
I see now that I was too optimistic. You could not be made to lay down your weapons for a more peaceful arrangement- I suppose I should have known better, considering how antagonistic you've been. Still, I had to at least try. Nobody else would.
There's nothing more to say, save for this- don't rely on the other gods to save you. Fear will turn his back at the first opportunity and Hope will not fight alongside you. The others will use you how they see fit. What opportunity for survival you may have had with the Null has faded now. You're on your own.
[Did you expect her to be thankful? Delight's text post comes a little belatedly after the poll has been closed and isn't quite the pleasant cheeriness that some of you have come to expect from her.]
I died the moment you saved Hope. We all did. This is just prolonging the inevitable.
I don't much care what you think of my decision or my actions. I tried to save what I could. I planned Hope's assassination for months, negotiated with the beings that killed everything I knew, traded the life of someone I adore very much- all to save my other allies and to save you. This was not a decision made quickly or lightly and I will not be made to regret doing what I felt was right.
I see now that I was too optimistic. You could not be made to lay down your weapons for a more peaceful arrangement- I suppose I should have known better, considering how antagonistic you've been. Still, I had to at least try. Nobody else would.
There's nothing more to say, save for this- don't rely on the other gods to save you. Fear will turn his back at the first opportunity and Hope will not fight alongside you. The others will use you how they see fit. What opportunity for survival you may have had with the Null has faded now. You're on your own.

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we sure as fuck can't trust you guys, so why the hell did you think we could trust the null?
like, what proof did you have that they'd keep their side of the deal anyway?
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And if you're right, Delight, why should you get a quick death while the rest of us fight to the last? No. You can stay where you are and watch the consequences of your actions.
Pity one of you wasn't named Faith, isn't it?
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[He didn't vote, and he doesn't like the way this thing's been shaking out. Still, what can he really do? She would've been killed in his Family, but at least they wouldn't have made it a freaking spectacle with a vote.]
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And hell, I'm not expecting the fucking gods or the Null to save me or anyone else. I'm looking for us to save us.
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There's no point in tearing apart her logic, or blaming her for her actions, or even arguing the morality of it. None of that will bring about anything important to useful to anyone involved, and besides, the others here will probably cover all those topics anyway. So instead, he decides to address something different.]
I don't agree with or condone what you did, but desperation and the will to survive can cause people do go to extremes they otherwise wouldn't. I'm sorry, for everyone involved, that it came to that.
But no matter what it feels like, it isn't over until it's actually over; until then, there's always a chance, and even the worst situation can change very suddenly. I hope you have the opportunity to see that happen.
[For everyone's sakes, because the alternative has consequences for them all, but also specifically for her.]
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Also, I'm not expecting anything out of the so-called gods. How can I, when you all see us as food?
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As for your warning: we have understood where your people stand for quite some time, and made our decisions despite that. You tell us nothing we did not already know.
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Still do.
It's not just us you've disappointed, but them.
You don't turn your back on pack no matter what. I don't expect you to understand, but I also can't imagine turning on one of my own to save the majority. That's not how pack works. You fight for the good of all, not the many.
But now one of them is dead because of you. After watching the Null almost eliminate your kind, how does that make you better than them?
Also, you 'saving' us by sending us home? Would have killed me. So fuck off with that altruistic bullshit.
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was there a vote to kill delight?
and people seriously opted NOT TO?
[Sorry, she's missed a lot since she played Will It Blend? with her phone. Turns out there are consequences to cutting off communication with everyone and everything for a while. Even if it wouldn't have mattered, Rey would have been 500% on board with Team "Kill Delight".]
WHAT THE FUCK
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Please just answer one question: when we struck a deal, did my art mean anything to you, or was it merely an energy source to fuel your coming plans?
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Figured it was the more merciful option.
Not going to go on the optimism spiel because it would be disingenuous.
But also?
Kind of fuck you.
We're better off on our own.
Don't play noble we never asked you for this.
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I do not believe that we have no chance of defeating the Null. I think we have no chance if you gods and we Hadrielites are split into multiple factions and cannot work together. That is why I spoke for life, not death, not exile, and not prison. I speak for healing. And that is why I say to you that you must fight despair, and keep talking to your brother and sister gods, and that they and you should come to terms with what has happened and look to the future, not the past. Reality is not simple. Betrayal can come from a broken or injured heart or spirit, and the solution is not punishment or abandonment or revenge. I will continue to take this position, and to advocate for it, as long as I live.
But since this may be the last time you are allowed to talk to us for some time -- I hope not forever -- please accept this gift from me. Consider it a token of the hope I still have.
[ And he takes up his melodious Elvish flute, sets it to his lips, and plays a paean to the emotion of delight. Since he's an Elf, a craftsman, and a musician, he has a power to evoke images and the whole rich current of feeling that goes into their making. The tune begins slowly but soon picks up the pace, and breaks into rills of joy and merriment. This melody is one he remembers from the years when his son was small, and he was without a wife and his son without a mother. But father and son were strongly bonded, and they enjoyed one another's company greatly. When little Celebrimbor was steady enough on his feet to join his father in the dance circles at the midsummer celebration, Curufin brought him along. The bonfires crackled away merrily and the sparks flew up in the air, and the harp, fiddle, fife, and boran sounded wildly and joyously all night long. Curufin first lifted his eager little son up on his shoulders and bore him into the circle. Cel clung to his father's arms, neck, shoulders and braids and laughed aloud, his laughter an enchanting music in and of itself. And when finally he demanded to be set down, he wobbled along on his chubby little legs, clumsy but avid to move to the beat, Curufin holding one of those delicate little hands and one of the uncles holding the other. Those moments were times of the purest delight. And now it is a delight that sparkles like moonlight on river-water, and it inundates Curufin's spirit and spills over into the atmosphere. He radiates it so strongly that the air almost vibrates with it, as it does with the clear winding flute melody. ]
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I'm sorry that I helped pick a thing that you don't like, Miss Lady Delight, Sir! [Insert another moment of nervously avoiding eye contact with the camera.] I just, um, I thought, killing is bad and, um, people would be sad if you were gone in the way that is also dead...I did not get a chance to be your friend, also, and I am sorry!
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ive. wanted to die before
i lived to regret thinking it. wanting it.
i hope... at some point
you have enough to live for that you do too.
ill think about you when i see the sun and smile.
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However, it's a little early to say that it's all over for us. Who is to say that none of us cannot grow powerful enough to stop the Null?
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