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hadriel2016-11-15 09:05 am
prazerbutterfly) wrote in hadriel2016-11-15 09:05 am
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Oho, just when it was finally getting less noisy... Some of you are recklessly hasty. [Not that he cares what happens to a lot of people here. He could name only two off the top of his head he'd have any shred of concern for given that Chris was not bad for a human and Sans was just... Sans.
The Noah's been non-existent on the network or anywhere for a while now and anyone that had been keeping an eye on him considering he could be a danger at any time would know that isn't normal. Even now with his shirt hanging open and his skin bare to show that long scar that extends his entire torso he's fingering a still healing wound near his gut. Innocence wounds take a while to heal on a Noah.] Pushing a god or anyone near invincible when you have no control over them is foolish. It gets them to retaliate or makes them showy. They are arrogant and act more like humans than gods. Don't be stupid.
[He pauses with a narrow of his eyes in thought.] In a little town I visited once I encountered a man. Near blew my hat off with the explosion he used to puncture one of the city walls. Fancy coat, emblems clear, I knew he was the enemy. The same scenario a hundred times before. Yet the town was the evacuated and there I was. He questioned my motive and circled me as if I was common prey. I didn't have to kill him. There was no need. I asked his name...
Daisya. Daisya Barry he said. Not on my list. Again, I didn't have to kill him. I bid him good night, safe travels, farewells. [Grin.] But he used that stupid little ball to attack me instantly. He couldn't let it go. He couldn't just walk away. He had to keep pushing despite the fact he was alone and outmatched with comrades nearby. Heh, even after figuring out what I was. Foolish and hasty. I gave him a chance but he didn't take it. He was weak so it went quickly but his screams echoed into the night and his pathetic, broken, weak and dead body hung there all night.
There is proof in those that have returned and left that we are going home. I hate being here as much as the next person but I'm not going to put a ton of effort out trying to fight a god when it'll do nothing for me in the long run. Besides, even if you did win, then what? Do any of you actually have what it takes to do what you must. Even then do you honestly think they even can send us home? You've seen what that resulted in. They tried. You whined.
In any case, I'll be out today on the streets. Cigarettes, lunch or bandages would be highly welcomed. I have nothing better to do.
The Noah's been non-existent on the network or anywhere for a while now and anyone that had been keeping an eye on him considering he could be a danger at any time would know that isn't normal. Even now with his shirt hanging open and his skin bare to show that long scar that extends his entire torso he's fingering a still healing wound near his gut. Innocence wounds take a while to heal on a Noah.] Pushing a god or anyone near invincible when you have no control over them is foolish. It gets them to retaliate or makes them showy. They are arrogant and act more like humans than gods. Don't be stupid.
[He pauses with a narrow of his eyes in thought.] In a little town I visited once I encountered a man. Near blew my hat off with the explosion he used to puncture one of the city walls. Fancy coat, emblems clear, I knew he was the enemy. The same scenario a hundred times before. Yet the town was the evacuated and there I was. He questioned my motive and circled me as if I was common prey. I didn't have to kill him. There was no need. I asked his name...
Daisya. Daisya Barry he said. Not on my list. Again, I didn't have to kill him. I bid him good night, safe travels, farewells. [Grin.] But he used that stupid little ball to attack me instantly. He couldn't let it go. He couldn't just walk away. He had to keep pushing despite the fact he was alone and outmatched with comrades nearby. Heh, even after figuring out what I was. Foolish and hasty. I gave him a chance but he didn't take it. He was weak so it went quickly but his screams echoed into the night and his pathetic, broken, weak and dead body hung there all night.
There is proof in those that have returned and left that we are going home. I hate being here as much as the next person but I'm not going to put a ton of effort out trying to fight a god when it'll do nothing for me in the long run. Besides, even if you did win, then what? Do any of you actually have what it takes to do what you must. Even then do you honestly think they even can send us home? You've seen what that resulted in. They tried. You whined.
In any case, I'll be out today on the streets. Cigarettes, lunch or bandages would be highly welcomed. I have nothing better to do.