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[theweakhavepurpose]

[The video opens on a pile of wood, sticks, shrubbery, and chunks of what might have been siding, all piled into a very obvious pyramid surrounded by rocks.]

So everything has sucked recently. Back home in Montana, when shit got rough we'd always get together and have a big bonfire. Get drunk, make s'mores, all that stuff. It didn't make things better but at least you forgot about it for a little while.

Worth a try right?

[He sounds like he's honestly asking. He's trying really hard to be positive for once.]

I've got some graham crackers, chocolate, and other things for roasting. No marshmallows though so if anyone wants to come through in the clutch it would be appreciated.

I'm lighting this up tonight at dusk, so if you want in, be there. I've only got so much to burn and it might not last more than an hour or two.

((OOC: Feel free to use this like a log and make top levels and do action things. Go forth and get some bonfire mingling on!))

Comments

[itsnotaonesie]

No, I don't--

[Sorry absolutely isn't enough, Peter knows this. All he really can do is try his best to explain what the actual buttholes had happened last week. So he takes a deep breath aaaand here he goooo.]

It wasn't just me. The gods did something. One of 'em blew up a temple, and after that things got weird. They got bad. People started hunting other people down, and like, that's not something that any of us would have normally done! Like, I've seen some really weird stuff happen because of the gods, but I'd never been hit with anything like that before. I wasn't ready for it, I wasn't-- I wasn't strong enough to stop myself.

[Which, of course, he holds against himself 100% even though the gods are fucking gods and have wacky god powers that literally nobody else in town can completely avoid, so.]

[shithefuckup]

[Zack keep quiet as he listens the entire time; Though his brows are still furrowed, his mouth shuts entirely and become into a pensive line as he tries to take in everything that Peter’s said. Honestly, it sounds unbelievable, even to a monster like Zack. Heck, the other part of his mind keeps persisting in wanting some form of violent repayment.

But still...he doesn’t give in to it.

Wild as the story is? There’s an odd gut feeling rising inside him, that it isn’t impossible.]

One: Slow the fuck down. And two- [The grip on Peter’s collar loosens as his glare softens into a more concerned look.] ...s’that the truth? You absolutely sure it’s what happened?

[itsnotaonesie]

[It sounds unbelievable to Peter, too. Even if it is true, he knows how batshit it is.]

I'm positive. I don't hurt people, I definitely don't kill people, that's just not me.

[shithefuckup]

[His head lowers a bit as he mulls over for a few more minutes, still keeping silent; After what seems like quite a while, he finally releases his grip and heaves the heaviest of heavy sighs.]

Geez... [He'd run a finger through his hair, but considering he always keeps his hood on, he just rubs the back of it instead.] Well, it's not like I don't understand you. 'Cause, I get how you feel. Wasn't myself either, I just kept ran like I was some helpless fucking...

[He trails off and makes a face sour enough that it looks he just sucked on a lemon.]

Ugh. Fucking hell, if those gods or whatever are having a tantrum, then they shouldn't drag everyone else in!

[itsnotaonesie]

[Peter hadn't been concerned with Zack hurting him, he can take a beating like a champ, but he's still relieved when he's let go. Even if he isn't convinced that he can forgive himself yet, it helps to not have people out for his blood.]

Agreed, seriously. And watch, we won't even get an apology I bet. I don't usually complain about the stuff they put us through, but this was just--

[He pauses and glances around to make sure there aren't any little kids around to hear A SWEAR WORD, because he's a goddamn boyscout that way.]

This was bullshit.