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[lingeringhope]

We need to move. Between the energy from the Door and other concerns, we can't stay here - it's far too dangerous. Thanks to your help, we believe it's possible to use the Door to move the city rather than Fear's powers. This should be substantially easier on you.

Going back underground is still unlikely to be safe. Of the planet surfaces that we've identified as safe, there are two remaining. Sorrow mentioned them before, but I will repeat the gist of what he said, for anyone who wasn't here before - or anyone who simply didn't pay attention.

One planet is rich and lush, with enough cover from the plants and trees that we should be able to effectively hide from the Null. It is warmer and more humid than this world, if you wish for a place with a climate more amenable to your bodies. It will also provide trees, animals, and edible plants.

The other is cold and mainly devoid of life. It would also be a change of climate, but a less amenable one, rather than more. It is the first planet the Null attacked, and where we had embassies. There may still be some information there, but I can't guarantee it. In addition, it may hold dangers we aren't aware of.

These are your choices. I apologize for being unable to offer you more, but it's unlikely that any of the locations we've traveled to in the past are safe any longer.

Please make your choice.

Poll #20672 Where shall we go?

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Where shall we move the city to?

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the jungle planet
40 (50.6%)

the frozen planet
39 (49.4%)

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[voice]

[tongueamok]

[Carlisle is not one to vote in the gods' polls -- any of them, given his goddess would disapprove of him cooperating with them even in the barest amount -- but he cannot keep quiet on this one. While people seem worried about freezing in the cold, he's apprehensive of what they seem to have forgotten, something he knows intimately from his time with the crashed Tranquility: jungles are sweltering.]

What protections will be offered to us so that we may survive in either of these worlds? One can protect themselves from the cold, but there is very little to be done about the oppressive heat of a godforsaken jungle.

[voice]

[lingeringhope]

By definition, it will not be godforsaken. It is warm and humid, but not so scorchingly hot as the world we stay on before.

[voice]

[tongueamok]

You are false deities. It will be as godforsaken as everywhere else we have stayed.

[He's a real winner at parties.]

And you didn't even answer my question. It might not be scorchingly hot, but it will be hot enough to harm someone who cannot take such temperatures. What protections will you offer us in these worlds? Or would you rather we melt away?

[voice]

[puzzlingly]

Carlisle...

「Dude, stop.」

[voice]

[tongueamok]

Atem.

[puzzlingly]

Be kind.

[tongueamok]

I very nearly died due to their machinations. I see no reason to be kind.

[puzzlingly]

What about forgiving?

[tongueamok]

As long a they continue to make us suffer so that they may feast upon us, I see no reason to do that, either.

[puzzlingly]

「So much for that. Atem can't really say he tried, Yugi would surely do a better job at it.」

I don't have many options left, Carlisle.

「A bit of a pause.」

You sound lively today.

「Enough to pick up useless fights.」

[tongueamok]

[Excuse you, Atem, but picking useless fights is a cherished pastime of his.]

I am admittedly better than I have been in years, no thanks to our hosts.

[puzzlingly]

「No need to add that... he'll ignore it, of course.」

What happened?

[tongueamok]

[A pause.]

I am not sure I should discuss such matters in the open.

[Or over the network. It is kind of a private matter, after all.]

[puzzlingly]

「He can get the hint.」

Just tell me, are you better now?

[tongueamok]

You may see for yourself, if you'd like. You are my prized student.

[And also his friend.]

1/2

[puzzlingly]

「Wait, wait...

did he really...」

2/3 oops

[puzzlingly]

「Did he really invite him to see him!?!?!?!

Without having to prod?!?!?!? 」

[voice]

[lingeringhope]

Naturally I intend to let you all melt in the heat, and die of easily-prevented heat related illnesses.

That was sarcasm.

Surely you know better by now. This is a foolish question.

[voice]

[tongueamok]

You could just answer me, you know.

[voice]

[lingeringhope]

Why should I? I have tried with all my abilities to keep you all alive, regardless of what attacks us, regardless of what my fellow gods do, regardless of the conditions you are subjected to.

Your question is insulting - not to me, but to yourself. You should already know the answer, if you are not a complete idiot.

[tongueamok]

Desth, are you being intentionally difficult? What I should have learned is my lesson in attempting to speak with you at all. All I wanted to know is if you will protect us from the sweltering heat and the bugs any better than you did the desert suns, or guard our plants and homes from the frigid cold that would wither them, but clearly a simple explanation, or even a yes or no, is beyond you, isn't it? The rest of your kind prefer for us to suffer, so why wouldn't you?

[Despite his tantrum, that is probably a genuine question there at the end.]

[lingeringhope]

How long have you been here?

[tongueamok]

Long enough to have seen you betrayed by your own kind, and know you cannot be trusted any more than we can. Long enough to have my life literally drained from me bit by bit, and to nearly succumb to a condition exacerbated by the influence of your brethren. Long enough to know better than to expect a clear answer from you. It is less that my question was foolish and more that I am wasting my time.

[Sorry Hope, he's just kind of like this. There's a reason Sorrow is the only one of the gods he's ever felt like dealing with, and even that was for reasons he had to reconcile within.]

[lingeringhope]

You are wasting my time, as well. It is disappointing to discover you are so blind. We are done here.

[tongueamok]

I believe we are.

[And now he's hanging up, because someone made the mistake of showing Mr. Afraid of Technology how to do that once, and now he does it way too often. Click.]