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Post by Vo Lang on Sept 9, 2022 11:11:04 GMT -6
"Good!"
He smiles and continues eating a bit before speaking again once he has finished with a new bite.
"It is possible to be worthy of more than one thing in the Hoard. Though, I have not seen someone leave with more than two people or things."
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Post by Maiz on Sept 9, 2022 11:25:11 GMT -6
Maiz is sad his question was ignored.
He's also intrigued by the idea of leaving with not just items, but people?
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Post by Onyan on Sept 9, 2022 11:35:03 GMT -6
Onyan just smirks to herself from the answer, before she starts crawling across the table to fetch more food.
Some of it is hard to reach.
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Post by Mojo on Sept 9, 2022 12:59:07 GMT -6
"I'm curious. How many of these people are beings who chose to come with you, as opposed to objects that have developed sentience or souls bound to objects?"
Mojo would return to his seat BEFORE asking this question. The number of... well, "treasures" he could leave with was inconsequential. If anything here chose him, he would be happy, regardless of amount or what they could do.
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Post by Space King on Sept 9, 2022 13:21:56 GMT -6
"You can leave with people?"
He'd stroke his chin at that. Wondering if they were hot.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Sept 9, 2022 14:36:40 GMT -6
Everyone would ask their questions but she was satisfied. Leaving with people even didn’t seem to phase her much. Now the idea of bringing back a persons didn’t sit with her well but maybe a spirit of a hero who could aid her until they finish their final regrets? She’d be ok to help out with that.
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Post by Vo Lang on Sept 10, 2022 20:00:30 GMT -6
"Well, some of the sentient items have evolved into a persona of a person. Maybe an echo of the last holder, or the strongest of them. But there are beings cast away, lost and forgotten. Trapped in their own realities that fate has decided they will never be found in their current reality, their current future. So the Hoard makes you exist in their reality, in their prison, whatever the situation. Giving you the opportunity to manipulate their fate, and if worthy of whatever issue there is, the person may join up with you. Or, you could doom that reality to the rebirth of some ancient evil."
The red haired man would shrug.
"I believe a large luchador man once left with a water nymph not long ago... At least he wore a wrestling mask and had a stage name like Atlas Steel. People always picture Atlas as super muscle bound, but with all that godly energy he actually looked rather thin..."
He'd pause with a hand on his chin as he realized he was rambling.
"Apologies. Well, I'd say that dinner has been fun, but it should be about time to start. I have enjoyed this little talk. Maybe I will take the advice of the man whose other's keep dying or transcending into cosmic beings and issue invite's next time."
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Post by Maiz on Sept 10, 2022 20:04:59 GMT -6
Maiz stands up, ready!
Well, as ready as a man with a drumstick in his mouth and his arms full of bowls of food can be.
"ESH OOOH!"
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Post by Space King on Sept 10, 2022 20:06:23 GMT -6
"Huh?"
He looked up at that, noodles hanging out of his mouth. Did he mean him when he said the one that kept dying or turning into ascended cosmic beings? The latter made sense, but he'd never died. Though he'd taken his fair share of ladies to heaven!
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Post by Onyan on Sept 10, 2022 20:07:34 GMT -6
Onyan snorts and looks at Sunny.
"Ahahaha!!!...is he talking about you?!" she'd point mockingly.
Apparently transcending just sounds like another dying to her.
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Post by Rhona Hall on Sept 10, 2022 20:33:51 GMT -6
She nodded and stood a hand raised in a strong single wave. “Good luck to you all, Im Rhona Hall from Earth if you ever want to stop by for a visit.”
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Post by Mojo on Sept 10, 2022 20:45:57 GMT -6
Mojo would stand as well.
"I thank you again for this chance. Let us see how this goes."
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Post by Vo Lang on Sept 11, 2022 13:26:50 GMT -6
The red haired man would clap his hands and all would go dark and silent once more. The darkness would be all consuming to the point not even sound could move in it's trap. Knowledge would be taken from each person, erasing who they are leaving only the name's. They would come too, but to them it's mid day out in some rural town. Most of them work for the lumber yard in some fashion (Choose a position either tree cutting, desk job, or foreman.). The lunch horn blows, time for the union granted two hour lunch thanks to negotiations on labor intensive work environments. Everyone is gonna meet up with the boss this lunch though. The usual meeting place is the wooden trail benches up the hill. There, the boss would be waiting with his lunch box still closed. He looks annoyed, but that's prolly just his resting face. "Come on everyone. Hurry up I'm hungry." Does this seem off to anyone else?
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Post by Space King on Sept 11, 2022 13:34:29 GMT -6
Wiping his brow when the horn blew Sunny would be glad for a rest. Taking a few moments he'd store his saw and safety equipment away so that it wouldn't go off and knock over a tree where it wasn't supposed to be before heading to where the boss wanted to meet everyone. He was dubious on this of course, negotiations had been intense and as a steward he'd done a fair bit of reporting of unfair labor practices to help put pressure on the company. He knew there was a target on his back, but he wasn't afraid of a hairless loser like the boss.
Still, Sunny would go to make sure things stayed groovy and that this didn't turn into a captive meeting or worse. Hands shoved in his pocket and leaning against an uncut tree he'd wait for everyone to gather.
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Post by Maiz on Sept 11, 2022 13:38:49 GMT -6
Smiling broadly, a sweaty Maiz would drop his axe and head back for lunch, stomach already growling despite the distinct feeling he'd had breakfast not that long ago.
However at the sight of the boss, his smile drops.
"Oh. I thought this meeting was for people who did actual work."
Is it a joke? That depends on how it was taken.
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