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sheep_game2024-06-09 12:56 pm
finalbows) wrote in sheep_game2024-06-09 12:56 pm
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who: rose. knock if you dare
where: rose
when: after all that bullshit
[ oh ariana we're really in it now ]
where: rose
when: after all that bullshit
[ oh ariana we're really in it now ]
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Sore losers who can't stop whining about being "hurt" in a ritual where people are dying don't need sympathy, apologies, or coddling. And rolling over while they kill us in "retaliation" is sickness.
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I like hearing you do that for our end.
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But, do you think that'll be it? Does "I could've killed you but I didn't," inspire gratitude, or revulsion?
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We struck them before, in a ritual where no one "had" to die, a large amount on my push. In the moment I was terrified as to how that particular demon might escalate its damages done to us-- to me. I yelled very, very loudly that I didn't care what that meant for them, because the harm I believed was coming to us I found... unacceptable.
Looking at my own body from the outside as an empty, breathing shell... tends, to make me rapidly ready to scratch out any throat I need to. I... still can't... promise, that I wouldn't do it all again, if I was point blank informed it was the complete loss of my own body, or some passing experience of death or pain for someone else. To me, one is hardly worth the other; I've paid a toll of suffering for this body so many times, I cannot possibly account for them all... and if someone else tells me, it's not worth this much of my pain, I cannot... stand back to abide it.
But... that's it. I scratch until the demon's gone, and then I go on my merry way, because I, personally, am prepared to accept that anyone could hurt me at any time. Even if they're dear to me. The times I've ignored that? I've had my dignity, my mind, my will, my future... ripped, right from my hands.
Lily is different. Their estimates are not for the same prices, to protect the same pieces, and they have indicated that what happens in a ritual, shall not always stay in one. I think... they have a fear that their pain is seen as cheap, and easy for others to trade in. My best guess is.. they will try to levy what they see it is worth; to make its new price intolerable to us.
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As long as we have things we value more than anyone's pain, things that the demons can and will try to take, I doubt... that we will ever stop being "debtors." So the next best thing, in my opinion as a lifelong charlatan...
Tax evasion!
...Ahem. That is, we figure out how to blunt the edges of those of their teeth that we most don't like to feel sinking in us. I plan to learn what that looks like for them, too, but we'll see how that goes.
[ he doesn't like having done this to Charon. the man's done him a service he can't easily explain...
but because of how it happened, this is a matter of flocks. ]
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From what I'm hearing, you've been in a desperate situation where you acted desperately to avoid a desperate result. When that situation passed, you calmed down, and went back to being a normal person. --Relatively speaking, that is.
Lily meanwhile, are mad dogs. They take every provocation as an unforgettable, irredeemable sin. 'An eye for an eye,' means nothing. They prefer 'if you take our eye, we will not stop until you and your entire family line is dead.' No, it's even worse, because they already killed all of Rose. And they still don't want to stop.
So, in your own metaphor, our only defense is to make sure they bite us somewhere it won't hurt so much.
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I'm not usually on the end of being bit in that metaphor...
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Did they... say that? That they still want more blood? I didn't speak to a one of them, right after the ritual...
[ he just. rubs at his still-aching thigh. ]
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exhausted angel devil in the privacy of his own home is a nearly unexpressive one. his face doesn't move, shoulders slacken. ]
...I don't want it to mean nothing, that I smiled and chattered after he burned off my leg... I don't want it to mean nothing...
[ he sounds tired. then, for some reason, jumps topic. ]
...Your Name, have you learned how to possess animals yet...?
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No matter what happens, that, is our final secret, and your best defense. If you wake up in a goldfish, it doesn't matter, because if you use that power, you can slip into the body of all manner of other things that are impossible to find each and every of, until you can make your way back to yourself.
It's unsightly, but it's not hard. I recommend trying on a sheep, or even a spider.
...I'll be looking into if it's possible to make replicas of the sigil on our roof, because I'm betting it can keep one safe from the method of torture they chose to employ. What... what else...
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[ oh she didn't know about fishbowl patches ]
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[ a particular red sheep that was in the middle of occasionally dusting the exact same spot over and over meditatively(?) looks up, then plods over. plopplop-plopplop-plopplop. ]
You're going to hate how this looks.
[ angel devil starts pouring with blood all over from wounds unseen, to the point he's nearly vanished under red. and then the shape of him collapses into a pool of it. ]
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