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hadriel2015-10-19 10:13 am
lingeringhope) wrote in hadriel2015-10-19 10:13 am
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Hello.
[A man is standing before a stone wall - the wall of the cave, probably, though there aren't any distinguishing marks to show where, exactly, he might be. He seems calm, and his face is kind. He looks directly into the camera with no artifice.]
I have no doubt you were all surprised to find yourselves here. I apologize for the rather abrupt arrival - as it turns out, we have no control over who or what is brought here.
[And there, that's the slightest sign of frustration, or possibly annoyance. His mouth tightens.]
In any case, I've tried to make things comfortable for you - humans, is that correct? That's what you call yourselves? And the other things are bears, and they were not sentient [he says, as if it might have taken him a bit to realize], so I've made sure to push them out of the main part of the city. I'd rather you all not get eaten.
You can be useful to us, as it turns out, thanks to your capacity for feeling emotion. Not quite so well as the last ones, but it'll do. You can call me Hope, if you'd like, and if you could all try very hard to feel appropriately hopeful at all times, it would be extremely convenient. I need the energy to keep you fed and the power running - and for other things.
[Hope pauses for a moment, considering.]
While you all seem to be sentient, I'm not certain of your capacity for higher thought, so I'm really not sure explaining things will be much use. I'd rather not waste time explaining things you're not capable of comprehending. But for those who might be curious and wish to try to understand - some time ago a number of my companions died. I'd like to bring them back. For that, I need power, and for power, I need the emotions that you can give me. Hope, specifically.
[And he sighs, annoyance crossing his face again.]
Much to my dismay, of all my fellow - what would your kind call us? Gods? - only one has survived. Fear is here as well, and if you could all try not to give him your fear, it would make my life significantly easier. Just - don't be scared of things. Ignore him.
I suppose if you have any questions, you can ask, but you're not guaranteed an answer. In any case, welcome to Hadriel. I hope the food is palatable.
[A man is standing before a stone wall - the wall of the cave, probably, though there aren't any distinguishing marks to show where, exactly, he might be. He seems calm, and his face is kind. He looks directly into the camera with no artifice.]
I have no doubt you were all surprised to find yourselves here. I apologize for the rather abrupt arrival - as it turns out, we have no control over who or what is brought here.
[And there, that's the slightest sign of frustration, or possibly annoyance. His mouth tightens.]
In any case, I've tried to make things comfortable for you - humans, is that correct? That's what you call yourselves? And the other things are bears, and they were not sentient [he says, as if it might have taken him a bit to realize], so I've made sure to push them out of the main part of the city. I'd rather you all not get eaten.
You can be useful to us, as it turns out, thanks to your capacity for feeling emotion. Not quite so well as the last ones, but it'll do. You can call me Hope, if you'd like, and if you could all try very hard to feel appropriately hopeful at all times, it would be extremely convenient. I need the energy to keep you fed and the power running - and for other things.
[Hope pauses for a moment, considering.]
While you all seem to be sentient, I'm not certain of your capacity for higher thought, so I'm really not sure explaining things will be much use. I'd rather not waste time explaining things you're not capable of comprehending. But for those who might be curious and wish to try to understand - some time ago a number of my companions died. I'd like to bring them back. For that, I need power, and for power, I need the emotions that you can give me. Hope, specifically.
[And he sighs, annoyance crossing his face again.]
Much to my dismay, of all my fellow - what would your kind call us? Gods? - only one has survived. Fear is here as well, and if you could all try not to give him your fear, it would make my life significantly easier. Just - don't be scared of things. Ignore him.
I suppose if you have any questions, you can ask, but you're not guaranteed an answer. In any case, welcome to Hadriel. I hope the food is palatable.
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Sometimes a man's gotta go through obnoxious gods to get what he wants, but we'll see what comes out of it. ... By the way, do I still get my two questions?
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Where exactly are we? I... can't determine at all just how far from home I am, you know? I've never heard of this place before.
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It's—Gravity Falls. It's a small town out in the middle of Oregon. Y'know, in America...
[ Dipper trails off, unsure, but feeling positive enough this god guy isn't going to know what he's talking about. He speaks a lot like he isn't all that familiar with human types, which is odd enough, but if that's the case would he know anything about where they live? ... Probably not. "Very far" says a lot—sort of. ]
... Nevermind. So I guess being able to contact my family and tell them where I'm stuck at is out of the question, huh?
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[Dipper's guess is entirely correct. Hope has no idea where humans come from, or even really what they are. Town names, states, countries? Pretty much meaningless to him.]
You won't be able to contact anyone outside of Hadriel. But I doubt they'll worry about you. Time might move differently there.
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[ That... sure is implying a totally different plane of existence. A concept he's kind of sorta personally familiar with, but would never think the whole dimension hopping (more like unwittingly falling into a another one) thing was personally happening to him. Not without some solid proof, anyway, or at least confirmation.
Of course, it'd only make sense by now. ]
Like how differently?
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