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a friend of metaverse scroungers. ([personal profile] txt) wrote2021-06-12 10:52 pm
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catch-all: lucretia.

shitpost........
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[personal profile] ambiography 2021-07-05 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
I-

[she reaches up to rub at her face, swears quietly under her breath. it was a hard call, it's still hard to experience it, much less to have to explain it to others.]

We... the seven of us, the people I traveled with, we were trying to-- stop something on a world-destroying scale, but in doing so we had to introduce a degree of danger into the world that proved to be... more than it could handle. It wasn't worth the risk, anymore, but they wouldn't have-- theoretically, the plan was working, but they wouldn't have given it up.

[a long pause, there.]

It was the only way to fix what we'd done, and to keep them from continuing to suffer the effects of it. They'd only forget until I could make sure the world was safe.
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[personal profile] ambiography 2021-07-06 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
I did. I could take that onto myself, and let them just-- not have to be a part of it, anymore.

[just let them live in the world, and be happy.]

They were powerful relics. The source of their power was... we split it across the seven of them, so that our world couldn't be found by something seeking that power, but even divided-- it was just too much. They were capable of things we couldn't have expected them to do, and they enthralled people into using and abusing their power.