Stones of Farspeech

[devilstongue]

This place is bullshit.

[ That's putting it mildly, in Molly's not-so-humble opinion. ]

There's one thing to share dreams and other weird things, but getting tortured upon that is just insane. Rewards don't mean shit when it comes over someone's life. Even if you get up again, here, there's no way it's just going to be shrugged off. I don't care how tough you think you are.

[ He's got experience, after all. ]

How do we get out of here rather than just sit around and try to become farmers in broken homes? Please tell me you've at least fucking tried, because I'm done with this.

[ Even if Molly can't exactly go back to being dead, he's getting his friends out of here. No matter what it would cost him. ]

Comments

[want_to_belong]

People have been trying. I'm just not positive where to even start. We're not even sure how we got here to begin with.

[devilstongue]

What does the rabbit say?

[want_to_belong]

When we first got here, he said he didn't know what was going on and seemed surprised that we were here. He said it wasn't him who brought us.

[devilstongue]

Someone is, and we're getting to the bottom of this before something even worse happens.

[want_to_belong]

Yeah, uh... I'd like to find out about it. But do you have a plan?

[devilstongue]

I can't make a plan without more facts. Hence my questioning.

[ Read: Bitching. ]

[lesbeau]

Damn right it's bullshit.

[She's just like, lying on the floor on the other side of their makeshift home. They have beds but she's just there. Sometimes it be that way.]

Every goddamn island it's some other round that doesn't do anything but create more bullshit.

[want_to_belong]

I think a lot of us are in the same spot. People have found info, but I don't think anyone knows yet anything about who brought us here or whatever.

I've only really started trying to look into it recently, so maybe people have more than I know, but usually it seems like we kinda get stuck trying not to die more than anything.

[devilstongue]

That's just not fucking acceptable!

[ He's not mad at you, Prom. Just... everything. ]

[devilstongue]

[ This is like the stone of farspeech version of texting each other from five feet apart, isn't it? ]

Is this one of the hells or something?

[want_to_belong]

Dude.

Like, a lot of this isn't cool at all. But I don't know what to tell you. We don't have answers.

[littlemhigan]

Is shite like this the norm, then?

[devilstongue]

Then we find them. The rabbit has to know something.

[devilstongue]

Been here for a few months now, and it's been a lot of chaos.

[want_to_belong]

I don't know. Gladio's been being real friendly with him. But, he hasn't said that he's really learned more. What if it's true and he doesn't know what happened to us?

There's all these islands with all these gods. And for some people, this isn't even the first time something like this happened to them.

Maybe... Maybe we should just start seeing if we can figure out how to travel between worlds. Maybe we could do that without even finding out who brought us here. If someone did bring us here and it wasn't some weird anomaly... I don't even know.

[counterblows]

People have been trying. Easier said than done when everyone's powers are limited the way they are.

[And their level of tech is...fucking abysmal, honestly. He's not optimistic.]

[devilstongue]

What exactly have you been trying?

[counterblows]

Well, my comms are all shot, so it's not like I can try much. Can't exactly build a goddamn radio tower when the tech here is all fried.

[journalname]

When I experienced something like this last, it was done by a machine. But that does not seem to be the case here, unless it is very different.

[.....]

Or unless we are in another computer, I suppose.

[devilstongue]

Then we find out who is. Break something, make some noise. We can't just stand around and let something take advantage and use us as toys!

Gods like deals, don't they? Maybe we can make some. I'm not planning on going back, so sign my name on the fucking paper.

[ He groans and tries to calm down a bit. ]

Nothing about this makes sense. I just want my people safe.

[devilstongue]

I have no idea what you just said, so... not helpful.

[devilstongue]

A machine. What kind of machine could do something like this?

[ He's just picturing the weird clockwork spike robot he's seen once, and while it was good at murdering, it seemed less good at evil plots. ]

What is a 'computer'?

[counterblows]

Technology. Familiar with it?

[He draws the word out with less exasperation than would be typical, given that he knows some people aren't, actually, familiar with it at all.]

[journalname]

I had one of my own before this! A small thing that could go on my wrist, like a vambrace. We all took one when we left. But I'm afraid it did not make the journey with me, and I could not even begin to guess how it worked.

[As for a computer...boy you're asking the wrong monster]

Computers are very complicated machines, I suppose? The one I am speaking of made it seem as if we were all trapped together in a building, when really we were only sharing a dream that it had made. [well that's close]

[devilstongue]

Are you familiar with the art of talking to people for your information?