hadriel | Video - Patron Gods Event

[Video broadcast begins with Jill mad as hell! She's had enough and she's not gonna take it anymore!]

That's it! I've had enough of the gods playing with us. We're not toys for them to wind us up and watch us go once a month for their amusement.

And I know I'm not the only one pissed off about all this.

Maybe the gods are too cowardly to do nothing else but show their faces on the network, so let's take it to their doorsteps.

( The second person in this broadcast is unfamiliar but to the few who've run into her for her first few days here. Really, Dylan hasn't got the experiences or history to talk about the gods in the same way, but they did drag her away from something important to… serve as food? What the hell?

But, more importantly, this friendship bracelet? Has her determined to win whatever the heck sort of contest this is. Which is why she's with Jill, outside one of the temples and stood next to a bunch of supplies - toilet paper, random scavenged foods, paint, rubble - with a bucket of paint in her hand. )

We're taking back our control.

( By splashing paint all over the temple? Kay, Dylan. Okay. )

You better not be too scared to join us.

[ooc: You will find similar supplies at every temple for you to let your rage loose at the gods! Logs can appear here or in the designated log community. When replying to the network post here, you can tag Dylan, or Jill, or both!]

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Was the name-calling and swearing necessary?

If you're that insistent, organize this after the competition. The last thing any of us needs right now is any of the more negative emotion gods winning.

[Somehow he thinks she's just insistent on pissing the gods off though that she won't listen to reason. Oh well. BRB gonna go get cleaning supplies.]

[He's going to have a lot of cleaning to do with Jill throwing eggs at the windows. There's such a satisfying sound when they SMACK and then drip down the glass. Hah!]

[Great. Just great. Danse takes a deep breath and heads outside the temple. The cleaning supplies he leaves inside, they're for later. Right now, the priority would be to convince this angry lady to stop tossing eggs in the first place.]

Look. I get that you're angry, but this really isn't the right way to one-up the gods. You're just making Rage stronger.

[Making rage stronger? Well that's the point. She has rage's friendship band to prove it. And who's this guy to tell her what to do? He's not even on the city guard! Far as Jill knows, anyway.]

Shut it, you big tin can!

[And she chucks an egg in his direction. Jill is going to feel so terrible when this event is over.]

[...yeah. The band's a give away. Danse catches a flash of colour on her wrist, and just as he makes the connection, he flinches when the egg connects with his face, hard.

It doesn't hurt, but it's slimy and it smells. Makes it hard to take deep breaths to calm down. Danse brings a hand up to his face and wipes off as much of it as he can.]

Satisfied? Or are you still trying to make me angry? It's not going to work.

[Seeing the egg slide down his face is actually incredibly satisfying.]

Not even close to satisfied.

[And she flings another egg at him just to prove it. DEEP BREATH, DANSE.]

[Gdit.

But you know what? Maybe she'll work all that rage out in her system, and she won't try to bother anyone else. Danse won't try to egg her on, he suspects her emotions will do the job for her.]

Fine. Throw as many eggs as you want at me until you're done. Then leave.

What are you a coward? You just stand there and take it when someone throws eggs at you?

[She looks like he's pathetic in her eyes.]

What kind of man are you?

[Jill draws back and throws another egg; this time to dirty that clothes.]

Edited 2017-03-19 02:44 (UTC)

[Danse doesn't flinch when it hits his shirt, just stoically facing Jill down.]

I've taken worse than eggs. And I think this juvenile act of yours speaks more about you than me. You just have to look at your own network post.

I guess I can't expect you to understand how I feel. You've clearly shoved yourself as far up the god's butt as you can go.

[If Danse is trying to spread tranquility, he's doing a poor job of it by mocking her. He's just making Jill even more angry.]

[He's already brought it up to Tranquility that he's the wrong person to be on the team. But he really can't just let Jill think she can get away with being an ass. ]

For the record, I don't trust these gods either. But I don't approve of inciting riots and mobs, and I don't approve of bullying either.

You're a grown woman, and your response to someone disagreeing to your plan is to call names and throw eggs at them. At this point I hope that you're trying to win this competition, because otherwise you're just embarrassing yourself.

Edited 2017-03-19 03:14 (UTC)

[Jill is wearing that bracelet. She doesn't want to do these things, but she's just so damn compelled to do anything she possibly can to win. Maybe Danse can fight the influence, but Jill and so many others are pawns in the game.]

Talking to you is the most embarrassing thing I've done all day. Or month. Or year. Yeah, the most embarrassing thing all year.

[His attempt at standing up to her appears meaningless to Jill.]

You don't stand for bullying? Well, I don't see you doing a damn thing about it. You wanna lecture me? That's not going to stop me. Someone like you doesn't have the power to do anything right. Let alone protect anyone.

[Nothing new there, Jill. MacCready did a better job of riling him up.]

Don't mistake my patience for inaction. The gods can take care of themselves but if you threatened to physically harm anyone else, then I wouldn't hesitate to intervene.

But I don't believe in unequal responses. I can only try to convince you, failing which I can only wait for you to finish and leave.

[He's not Brotherhood anymore. But inside he is still steel, and he is unyielding.]

Since you just stand there talking, I doubt you could do anything to stop me.

[He seems all talk to her.]

But fine, stand there while I continue to trash this temple.

[Jill grabs a bucket of paint with the intention of walking right past him. Is he going to stop her? She doubts it.]

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