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You may have noticed some abnormal behavior regarding the Door. Normally it doesn't bring in anything so large, and we did not expect it to do so this time. Delight and I have been attempting to alter the Door to send you home, as you have so often requested, but as I have said again and again, we have very little knowledge in this area. We will try again.

My appreciation for those who slew the dragons. We did not intend on their arrival, and I would be willing to grant you a favor in return for your efforts - if it's within my power, and not too foolish.

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I don't believe there is anything I could have done to make you, in particular, give me a chance. I do what I can to ensure the continued survival of all those here.

That's a really shitty excuse.

Are you saying that I could have won you over, then?

Not easily, but maybe. Probably. If anything, it might have made being here more bearable, less frustrating. And, fuck, if it didn't work on me, it would have worked on most others, and then you would have had more people working with you instead actively against you.

[ hindsight is 20/20 and all, right? ]

Interesting. I thought you would prefer honestly over false kindness, but I have since learned that I was incorrect. Unfortunately, I am afraid I'm not inclined to take advice from someone who has expressed their desire for my death.

That's all right. I was just letting you know where you went wrong, so when all the things you care for start to slip away from you again, you won't have to wonder why.

Do you ever get tired of making pointless threats?

Not really. Are you getting tired of hearing them? I can make them more creative, if you'd like. [ she's got fucking murder art of the gods, all right, she's just getting started being a super petty bitch ]

Perhaps you should start a diary instead. Keep them to yourself. We are not interested.

I guess it's a good thing I don't care what you're interested in.

You are very tiresome.

That's all, just tiresome? Fuck, I guess I'll have to step my game up.

That isn't necessary.

I know, but I just really like to go the extra mile for you. I mean, you've just done so much for us, Hope.

I understand that you are using sarcasm, but in fact, I have.

Oh, please. I think we've done this song and dance before, Hope. Everything you've done, you've done for yourself. Because you want your family back. Because you're weak alone. Because you're afraid of what might come back for you. You're afraid of what will come back for you.

Without us, you'd go back to being weak, powerless. You wouldn't have anyone but Fear.

Are things really so black and white to you? All of you provide me with power. I take care of you because of that, but also because you are living creatures that ought to be cared for properly. I am not so blatantly self-serving as you want me to be.

Have you ever bothered to try to see things from my perspective? You can't possibly comprehend the amount of hurt you've caused. Why should I think any else of you?

[ And she does not deal well with hurt. She turns hurt to rage and rage to hate. ]

You blame me for things I did not do. It seems to be your fondest hobby.

I don't blame you for anything that you haven't directly caused. I don't blame you for anything Fear has done. I hate you because you're the reason for most of the suffering in this place. You brought back Rage, and Sorrow, and Confusion, and Delight, and you'll bring back the rest of them, and all that they've done and all that they will do to us is on you.

It's on you.

Do you fucking understand yet?

I won't stop bringing them back, but you have your companions to blame for who is brought back first. I do not know why they chose to bring back the ones who would affect them most negatively. Perhaps they enjoy that pain.

Don't you dare try to turn it around on us like that. If you don't know why people brought back who they did when they did then you're a bigger fucking idiot than I've given you credit for.

Rage = Armory. Armory = Weapons. Weapons = DEFENSE FROM THE FUCKING MONSTERS THAT COME IN EVERY COUPLE OF WEEKS THANKS TO FEAR (YOU ASSHOLE) AND SORROW (YOU MEGA ASSHOLE)! Don't get me wrong, I want to skin the pinkies of every single one of my companions that votes for one of your little butt buddies, but you're the one at fault.

You are at fault.

You are at fucking fault for all the shit that happens here. Learn to own up to it, you dick.

[ NO SHE'S NOT FURIOUSLY SMASHING HER PHONE OR ANYTHING OMG ]

You only want to blame us because it's convenient. You will twist anything any of us says or does in order to do that. It makes it both tiring and pointless to speak to you.

You write off any valid points I have because you don't like how I've tried to deal with you. [ and the fact that she wants to super crazy murder you all, but whatever, that's such a tiny thing ]

Most beings do not like it when others threaten them.