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[the video opens on Jane in the same overstuffed armchair she was sitting in during her first video, only this time instead of sprawled out on it, she's sitting up, legs crossed at the knee, foot pumping in the air, and a notebook in her lap with a pen poised over it for taking notes]

So, I've gotta know what you think of the gods? Which ones are your favorites, which ones do you hate, and why? It's for research.

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you mean the ones here who pretend to be gods right

utterly repulsive

I figured saying "fake gods" might offend some people.
I'd like to know why you think so.

its confusing though since my thoughts on real gods might be different

look at them they pretend to be human, they keep us restrained, they want things from us and offer nothing in return, theyre childish and horribly afraid of taking any sort of risk so they sit and suffocate us and meanwhile do nothing but rot slowly away

theyre like some vestigial organ, nobody needs them anymore. their people are gone and they should be too instead of clinging to some useless past that involved them once but now no longer does

They do seem pretty useless.
Other than when it comes to annoying us.
Unfortunately, I need a wide variety of opinions on them.
For the play.

well youll get a bunch of useless opinions too to match the useless false gods

have fun

So far, you're the only one brave enough to say something.
Everyone else seems to be chicken.
Which is dumb, we just had one of the fakers post the other day.
I'm not having fun yet.

prefer sorrow if you want someone who'll be straight with you and not give you bullshit.

love can go fuck a cleaning roomba, maybe theyll get sucked in it.

From his post, he seemed like the no-bullshit type.
[she didn't say anything because she had nothing to say. that doesn't mean she didn't pay attention to other people's conversations]
Why so much dislike towards Love?

[Tyki adjusts the camera for a better view a couple of times before sitting down to speak. He's honestly still getting used to technology like this. And usually he'll just send a wall of text, it's easier for him than dealing with video messages. But he remembers liking the young lady well enough, so he figures he'll put in a little more effort.]

I can't say that I'm entirely fond of anyone who claims to be a god. Hate isn't really the good word for what I feel. It suggests I care more than I really do. [He's overall massively irritated and unimpressed. But this place holds enough interest for him to not really hate the so called gods. That might change in time, though.]

[and the effort is appreciated. she smiles at him and waves]

So it's like indifference? Or is that not the right word for it, either?
[the gods don't interest Jane much, but she has to get a general idea of what they're like if she wants to write her play]

because.

you can control your fears, your anger, your sadness. not always easy but it can be done.

how and when you feel love is not something you can easily choose.

[In Rey's experience, especially.]

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[Jane can relate in a bad way. she would've loved Dan forever if it wasn't for his stupid insistence for the truth]

Yeah.
Love's a bitch.
Hard to avoid and impossible to control.

what kind of research?

[He'll get to the actual question in a minute, probably.]

[Tyki smiles in return, but he's not quite sure if indifference is quite the word he's looking for. Then again, it's probably as close as he's going to get. So after a moment of thinking, he sighs and nods.]

That's about right. I don't find a single one of them more detestable or pleasing than the rest.

I'm on their side of things more often than I'm not, honestly. I admit I'm subjective in the matter. I know what it's like to live as a creature that has to hurt others to survive. My kind were born of fear, after all, and it's what sustains us. [ They're called demons for a reason. ]

Sorrow's my favorite though. When I first got here, he was the first god I got to interact with. We talked a little then about coming back and what that all meant for them. He said something about how he wanted his family back and as someone who had just lost mine and would do anything to have them back, I'unno.

It just really resonated with me. [ A beat. ] Now, he can't get rid of me.

[Cue an arch of her eyebrow.]

Just what sort of research are you doing...?

It's for my play!
I know I have to have Fear, Rage, Confusion, Hope, Sorrow, and Delight in there.
So I need to know what people think of them.
The good and the bad.

[she looks enthusiastic]

Great! This is exactly the kind of background I need. Everyone seems to treat 'em like boogeymen, but I need people with positive things to say about 'em, too. It would be way too easy to go the whole "oh, they're all bad" route and write the play that way, but I want people on their side to have their say. Keep things fair, you know?

[she smiles innocently]

It's research! For my play. I need a variety of opinions to write it.

[Jane tends to resent them for the most part because she's usually the gods' chewtoy, but for the purposes of her play she's trying to be impartial]

Okay, that makes sense. But are there particular emotions you like feeling less than others?

I, like many, don't really think they're gods, I suppose, to start! I've known folk of similar power - greater, in many ways, but the Valar never called themselves gods - they were teachers and guardians, but the only one who ever demanded worship was the Enemy. But... I don't think these ones are Fallen, as He was. Desperate, lonely, foolish. With a poor understanding of what they are doing, or the forces they meddle with. But desperate people will do that. I pity them, I think? I think, for all there is one of them named Hope, that they have forgotten how to Hope.

[she listens with an expression she hopes is solemn enough]

Okay. What makes you say that they've forgotten how to hope?

[ He shrugs ]

Desperation. [ He says succinctly ] Every action they have taken reeks of it, the frantic grasping of a drowning sailor for a life raft. Hope endures. Hope knows, the sun will rise tomorrow, even if you never see it yourself, and so can look forwards without flinching.

I cannot blame them for their fear - can anyone blame a drowning man for seizing upon any source of help? But I do pity them, yes, I think I do.

A play about gods...?

[She questions that innocent smile of yours, Alice!]

[she grins and looks eager]

It's about the history of Hadriel. So of course I have to have some of the gods in there. I'm thinking Fear and Rage for the first act, Confusion for the second, Hope, Sorrow, and Delight for the third.

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