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@tranquilOutcast
A Living Altar.
It feels like the sun shines a little brighter these days.
It is, thankfully, not very ostentatious.
Sometimes simple and effective is the way to go.
Mythological roles themselves are not inherently good or evil, it is the hero that ascribes the meaning. Without the boundaries of Doom, Life grows out of control. Without the chaos of Life, Doom grows stagnant. Without Hope, Rage reigns and paints creation in only ugly realities. Without Rage, Hope runs blind. Without Breath, Blood binds us only to our perceived responsibilities. Without Blood, the freedom of Breath leaves it all behind on a whim. This is, of course, without factoring in the classes at all. If you completed your session and your view of the aspects are as narrow as “this one is good, and this one is evil,” Then, truly, you learned nothing. And earned even less.
Life posting. Saw a caterpillar today. I guess. Then I made muffins.
I will have to look away when we start #bloodposting, maybe.
I still don't know what a twink is and I just got called one by paradox space's saddest most useless emperor.
CULL YOURSELF.
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So he was insulting me in an insufficient way? He really does suck at all things.
What does anyone gain from lording over others? Doesn't it get boring?
The same a person gets from Seering, I would think.
What the hell is a twink
The child's minders have brought baked goods for me. Hm.
Oh... yeah that could be...awkward. So why do you call them "minders" instead of "parents"? Do you think these ones are like babysitters? It kinda sounds like you're describing a parents more than minders lol
Hm. Sure? Perhaps. I don't know, for sure. My parents gave me up when I was very young to the Handlers
Oh. That's... that sounds pretty fucked up. Sorry I only know a bit about your situation from that...Memory post and from just what you've shared, but it sounds like it was really messed up. Maybe this is a good opportunity to find some peace?
Centuries!? Whoa dawg that's ...that's wild. I hadn't thought about living that long.
I don't see how I've said anything wrong in that conversation, for the record.
But what do I know about Life?
On the subject of resurrection: Could. Would? Doubtful. There is a reason that the boundaries of Doom are opposite to Life. Overgrowth can be a very unpleasant thing.
My ears are ringing.
My trees and I will never know peace again, I fear.
The child has been successfully sent back to her minders. She will be back when I least expect it, I know.
Children like lots of things, same as adults. I suspect however given your affinity for gardening that she may like plants.
Then you have your answer. Perhaps your relative isolation appeals to her because you are surround by the wildlife she loves to play in
As someone that had an Old One's symbols etched into his skin against his will... Overrated. Stop summoning Old Ones. They only want to infect you with their brand of madness and collapse reality.
Yeah but the ol·ld ones cant combat the pure unfil·ltered unadul·lterated stupidity known as the southern al·lternian man.
Simply remove the life force from elder gods that misbehave.
Honestly, human relationships are as alien to me as troll relationships. I have no other humans nor any trolls on the planet I currently live on. I only properly met my first troll a few weeks ago.
I've got the one beam. I am not allowed to use it.
The child's minders have informed me that I have been adopted by her.