002 [video]

[mismanagement]

[Maketh doesn't look well, but she's putting forth a solid effort. She's got her hair up and a coat slung over her shoulder, half buttoned, to cover the mess of bandages. But her face is pale and strained. She's been injured and hasn't yet recovered.]

Hello, Hadriel. I hope you're all well, or at least -- recovering.

Recent events have made two things clear to me. First, that the gods will attempt to turn us against each other. And secondly, that they can influence our minds in ways far more direct that I had anticipated. A protocol must be created so this will not happen again.

[She takes a deep breath and winces.]

However, I don't have the proper training to make such a thing. So I am reaching out to everyone here. If you have ideas, I would like to hear them.

Thank you.

[There's a pause.]

I am sorry, to the man I hurt. I'm afraid don't know your name.

That is all.

Comments

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[She's quiet for a moment, considering him.]

The tactical move is obvious. If your enemy is hungry, destroy their supplies. There are ways to prevent someone from feeling emotion and thus providing food to the gods.

[He ought to be smart enough to realize what she's implying.]

[kickingand]

[ One can only hope he's intelligent enough to grasp what she's trying to get at. Let's see, here- ]

Doping everyone up on benzos might just make it easier for them to chew up our brains. Not something i've ever tried, though, not gonna lie.

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[....

Apparently not. Maketh sighs.]

I was thinking more along the lines of a medically induced coma.

[kickingand]

[ Hey hey, he was close. Ish. ]

Interesting thought, i'll give you that much. Drinking the kool aid except, y'know, not as death inducing. But there's still the little problem of needing to wake up again. And not doing a thing to actually stop the gods.

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I've considered that. We don't have the proper equipment or enough medical staff to sustain it long enough to actually starve them. [There's always lobotomies. But she's hoping it won't come to that.] Thus far, we only know that they can be killed. The proper means of doing so have not yet been revealed.

For the moment, I would settle for a protocol that would make it harder for them to influence our minds.

[kickingand]

Might require knocking them down a peg instead of putting us under for the deep sleep.

[mismanagement]

If you have suggestions, I am willing to listen.

[kickingand]

If I knew more about their origin.. Pagan, Norse, y'know, i'd have a better idea of where to start.

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I don't know those terms. But these gods are named for the emotions they fed on. Hope, Rage, Fear, the like.

[kickingand]

Yeah, I got that, which just means they're nothing i've ever read up on before.

[mismanagement]

Damn.

[kickingand]

Doesn't mean we won't figure it out. Just don't have anything to go off of yet.

[mismanagement]

Please let me know if you discover anything.

[kickingand]

Could do if I knew your name.

[mismanagement]

Maketh Tua.

[kickingand]

Dean. I'll be in touch.