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It's not a literal roleplay, like, we're not breaking the fourth wall. It's just like a parody of the cosmere.

"I'll wrap them up, sounds like that'll take less time," Cass answered, removing the pan from the stovetop and turning it off.

Heh, how many of them knew about the Game?

"No, we give away good cookies, keep good cookies, and usually throw away the bad cookies that we don't eat, which aren't too many," Deteca said, warily circling around him as he went down to get his glasses. "The point is, we would've given you a cookie if you'd just asked, no need to steal." She grabbed the gun, then finally figured out how to turn off the safety and aimed it at him from behind.

Can you clarify what you mean by ‘entered the RP’?

Myriad went where she was supposed to go.

I’m glad this thread exists for you to share it in. TFA, I don’t know what drove you to take that action, but I am deeply sorry that you had to go through and are going through it. You have so many people who love you, I do know that, and none of us want you to be hurt. I hope you can get past the relapse, and that your injuries will heal quickly. <3 Having seen your skill with words and persuasion as a Ghostblood, I have no doubt that you’d be an awesome salesman! Someone who could really help people and break through the annoying salesman stereotype, because you’re anything but annoying. Driving freaks me out too, though I haven’t had much experience with it, so I feel your pain there. Good luck getting the job you want. I believe in you! You can take breaks if you need to, sometimes that helps clear your mind and you can come back to a problem with a new view. I suck at math, so I have no other advice, but I wish you good luck on this too. That sucks. He could just be really busy, depending on how long it’s been. I hear college is hard, after all. But if he is cutting his ties with you, then it’s his loss. I’m sorry you’re losing a friend. Ugh, parents...It’s good that you two have ach other, at least! When you get married, she won’t have to live with him anymore. *hugs and gives cookies* I’m sorry all this is happening to you, TFA. You’re fantastic and don’t deserve it.

Gati sent a scared look at Zura. Anderson was right. They should get Sensation, get out of there, and not look back. But on the fringes of her panic, something like humiliation was beginning to creep in. She had gotten them this way; maybe she should at least go with them to the capital like they wanted. “I want to see how they react,” she said quietly, waiting for the scene to play out further.

How could you ever regret that?

What was their reaction?

“I did,” she mumbled. It hurt saying it. For centuries, she hadn’t had a single problem, and now this? “I think we know what caused it, though, don’t we? It has to be the Augury!” She snapped her mouth shut, looking at the Tühinine. His recollection of past events was untouched. He would know what they were saying.

Gati considered Tion’s words and sentiment as Sagitta and Price spoke. She wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but she caught a few sentences anyway - privacy was hard to give when they were all sitting close to each other. If they lose control, they might be dangerous. Once they’re in the main cities, they’ll be defenseless. They lied to us...they don’t care. They were right about the first bit. Most of the gods would be dangerous if they lost control of their abilities. Gati imagined Entropy destroying vast swaths of land, Infinity locking a country in a time loop, Reality simply warping away miles and miles of space. They could do a lot of damage. Even the ones whose Powers weren’t as ‘flashy’, as Tion had put it, could affect Hopearaa in ways Gati didn’t want to think about. And if instincts began to fluctuate too, like Tion had implied might happen...it would be very bad. The invitation to go with them to the city, however, that was misguided. Defenseless was the opposite of what a god would be, surrounded by people. The Power of Sensation with nobody to manipulate would be foiled, and the Power of Creativity with no one to appreciate it was near-useless. Price underestimated their strength - though Gati couldn’t really blame him. She knew that not many myths out there held facts, and it was difficult even for her sometimes to remember what was real and what was story. Had the gods lied to them? Probably at some point. More often they were lied about; the lies contained their names, but it wasn’t always the gods themselves spreading those lies. And did they care about humanity? Some did. Some didn’t. Did Negation? She didn’t know. And somehow that struck her to her core. Next to her, the Cahayan boy was poked by the Cahayan girl, who looked embarrassed afterward. He gave her a confused look, hand drifting up to where she’d touched him, and Gati felt bad for him. All he knew was that he’d been attacked, and then suddenly he was waking up to find the spectacle that was the last ten minutes. I’ll fill him in later, ask for his name, she thought. It was the least she could do for him - and she’d already done the most, so what was a little more? Sensation still stood at the edge of the forest, illusion flickering. She only looked at him once, then tried to give him his privacy as well, scanning the trees around them instead, amusing herself by rewinding the flaps of a distant butterfly, which took very little energy. Focusing on something small like that helped her calm the first twitches of anxiety, and right now, she needed it. The promise of the Augury loomed in the back of her mind. She’d just switched from Negating the butterfly’s flight to Negating its life, aging it backward bit by bit, when Truth strolled out of the woods like nothing had happened. She was so shocked that her hold on the butterfly faltered, and it dropped to the ground as a cocoon, then rapidly transformed into a caterpillar and shrank to a newborn - then died. He exchanged a few sentences with them, and all Gati could do was stare, until she finally whispered, “You made it!” She had half worried the omniscient god would’ve been recaptured by Victoria, but here he was, having made it from where she’d set him down and then followed them. She relaxed just a little. “It’s good to see you again,” she admitted, then glanced back at the mortals. “Give me a moment to take care of this, then we can talk?” Tion was right; the group didn’t know anything about what was happening, despite their unlikely formation. “It was nice meeting you,” she said politely to the three, smiling at them, then mentally reached for the Power inside her - hoping she had enough after her earlier resurrection - and enveloped them in it. Physically, that did nothing, but apparently it felt...interesting to those who experienced her managing their memories. She did the Ta’e’iloan first, because that one looked like she was ready to fight someone. Gati carefully brought the last while to the forefront of her awareness, then Negated it, ridding her of her time with the gods. Quick, painless. She studied the woman’s expression, then, satisfied, looked at the younger girl and started the process on her. Nothing should have been different. But her Power hiccuped. It surged up, taking more of the girl’s memories than Gati had intended, then receded completely before she could do anything else. She couldn’t feel it at all, and panic was there instantly, telling her she was nobody now, she could never do anything to stop her own doom, and she was doomed, because if her godly magic was gone then the rest of it might leave too - what if she lost her immortality and died on the spot - ! She closed her eyes, breathing hard, then opened them and walked over to Truth. “Something is very wrong,” she told him, and fear was the only thing in her unsteady gaze.

Ohhh

Myriad only understood about half the words the giant, armored man - he’d called himself a sea guard wolf thing? - said, but the words Ghost-stalker made her freeze. She had been told by the first yellow-glowing figure she met that they and others like them were called poltergeists, but that most would know them best as ghosts. And Bulveye killed ghosts? Trying to do it discreetly but knowing the sad extent of her training in these matters, Myriad scanned the man. She could probably Bolt into him if he came at her. She couldn’t see any exposed skin besides his head right now, but moving to a new body didn’t require it. She wasn’t even sure it required touch; she hadn’t done much experimenting along that vein. She resolved to later. A woman came over to them and started asking Bulveye questions, and Myriad was happy to let her. Less interaction with someone who might try to hunt you down was always good in her opinion. She listened to them quietly in case either brought her into the conversation, but didn’t engage them herself. It was interesting, though, what they said. Other galaxies, she thought idly. There must be so many places I have to learn about... @ZincAboutIt @Grey Knight

I’m confused, does the interruption statement refer to me, Stick, or Nath?

Hey Arlin

There’s no picture The next time I see one, I shall attempt to do so. I don’t think I have easy access to any. Cohesion yes, but Transportation’s not that bad.

Thank youuuuuuu

Okay!

Break my oath and kill my spren, thought Cassie. But I’m not going to tell you. Not right now, at least. I can’t. She smiled weakly. “Who knows?” Throwing in a glance at the tortillas she was making, then one at Evelyn, she added, “I think they’re done.”

Interesting! That had some of the factors I would choose, others surprised me. Makes sense.

Whatever you want to create.