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[cheerupemoborg]

If this is to happen, I'll need to use this more frequently - at least until I can get something more secure.

The city will be the choice, I think. The chances of an altercation between the citizens and any seriously misanthropic future members may need to be dealt with, but there's a certain degree of safety out there: they wouldn't try anything among so many innocents. The schematics are almost done.

Now comes the important part.


... I wonder if you can read our thoughts. Our Feelings. If so, then you know what it is I'm offering. I wonder if you even care.

[He's been a Herald for greater powers before. Why stop here, if it gets him what he wants?]

What would you have me do?

[He gets the feeling he'll never know.]


[Filtered to anyone whos ever blown up a city.]

So.

How'd you do it?

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[cheerupemoborg]

That implies you'd have to be in the city to do it. Barring actual nuclear weapons, you could probably level a city with a few powerful missiles.

[molotov]

Of course. But missiles that powerful are difficult to find, extremely expensive, and an act that large would be difficult to successfully complete alone.

But most importantly, I have never been hired to demolish an entire city with missiles, and therefore have never had real vested interest in doing it. If someone paid me to do it, and it was not a city that I own property in, I would certainly consider it.

[cheerupemoborg]

Mercenary work. Sounds fun.

When did you use the C-4?

[molotov]

I do enjoy my career.

I use C-4 whenever the opportunity presents itself, which is less often here. Though I did take out three buildings... mmm, a little over six months ago? Right before the whole pirate world change.

[cheerupemoborg]

I take it that wasn't a paying job.

[molotov]

I was bored. [And very, very unhappy.]

[cheerupemoborg]

Bored, really? What do you do when angry?

[molotov]

Whatever makes me feel better. [Blowing stuff up. Also, beating up her soon-to-be husband.]

[cheerupemoborg]

Ever consider trying something more... constructive?

[molotov]

Such as?

[cheerupemoborg]

[LEGOs?]

I hear those expeditions can be pretty informative.

[molotov]

That involves a great deal of being around people that I dislike.

[cheerupemoborg]

You don't want to know more about Paradisa?

[molotov]

I think that the things I want to know do not line up with the likes of the people who go traipsing about the Dead Zone for "clues".

[cheerupemoborg]

Maybe, but there's not many other places to look for answers around here.

[molotov]

I think the castle itself is a better start. Regardless, I have no interest in learning how to escape the castle. Or this world. There are things I want to know, but how to get out is not one of them.

[cheerupemoborg]

Interesting. Like what?

[molotov]

How to get losses back. [It's irrelevant now, but still something she'd like to solve.] Why us instead of others. Why some of us stay for years on end, and others leave within weeks.

[She hesitates before adding:] How to stay here.

[cheerupemoborg]

Stay here? Things in your world must be pretty bad.

You sound like a less ambitious version of that Master person.

[molotov]

Oh, no, quite the contrary. My world is wonderful, and my life there is quite enjoyable. But I have something here that I cannot get there, and I do not wish to give it up. Losses are an acceptable exchange for living in a magical castle and possessing the one thing I could never possess at home.

I do not know who that is. Does he want to stay too?

[cheerupemoborg]

Understandable.

No, he claims to want Paradisa's power for himself or find some way to get his revenge against it. Had I been from a few years ago, I might have wanted to do the same.

[molotov]

[Molotov is rolling her eye. Because that's stupid.]

What do you want?

[cheerupemoborg]

To go home, of course. Alternatively, find out just how it can bring us down to normal the way it does.

[molotov]

What do you mean, "bring us down to normal"?

[cheerupemoborg]

To make those of us with otherworldly abilities average, every day people.