Viridi (
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[Viridi has learned her lesson.
...Well no she hasn't she never does, but she can at least recognize the fact that the people here were too stupid to be expected to understand why gods needed to communicate the way they did. Or how, exactly, this sort of communication worked.
The telepathic broadcast is once again aimed to everyone within the city. Instead of ringing directly in the ears of the unwashed masses, though, it seems to be reverberating from their communications devices instead. There's an oddly echoing quality to it, and they'll find that her voice is impossible to shut off through the COMP, but hey. She tried.]
So.
You've all been busy. Paying visits to the mysterious 'Velvet Room', huh?
I couldn't help but notice that you're all practically lining up out the door to do favors for some strangers you don't know from Adam. I'd call it altruistic, but we all know you're just hoping to get some shiny trinkets out of it. A new weapon here, a better Persona there... Call me crazy, but it's almost like you're making offerings in the hopes of receiving a blessing from some higher power you're pretty sure is benevolent. Isn't it weird how familiar that sounds? And you know, come to think of it, I could use a spare hand for some fetch quests, too. Since you're all just so eager to be helpful, I'm sure you have time to spare.
Of course, I don't need anyone's faith, but a few favors here and there might just mean some handy-dandy divine intervention in your future. I'm a goddess of my word.
You can even ask Pit! My Treasure Hunt board had the ideal balance of difficulty to reward. Palutena's was the lamest thing ever and Hades basically made his for sadists. So act fast! Once I've got what I want, you're just plain old out of luck.
[Viridi has learned her lesson.
...Well no she hasn't she never does, but she can at least recognize the fact that the people here were too stupid to be expected to understand why gods needed to communicate the way they did. Or how, exactly, this sort of communication worked.
The telepathic broadcast is once again aimed to everyone within the city. Instead of ringing directly in the ears of the unwashed masses, though, it seems to be reverberating from their communications devices instead. There's an oddly echoing quality to it, and they'll find that her voice is impossible to shut off through the COMP, but hey. She tried.]
So.
You've all been busy. Paying visits to the mysterious 'Velvet Room', huh?
I couldn't help but notice that you're all practically lining up out the door to do favors for some strangers you don't know from Adam. I'd call it altruistic, but we all know you're just hoping to get some shiny trinkets out of it. A new weapon here, a better Persona there... Call me crazy, but it's almost like you're making offerings in the hopes of receiving a blessing from some higher power you're pretty sure is benevolent. Isn't it weird how familiar that sounds? And you know, come to think of it, I could use a spare hand for some fetch quests, too. Since you're all just so eager to be helpful, I'm sure you have time to spare.
Of course, I don't need anyone's faith, but a few favors here and there might just mean some handy-dandy divine intervention in your future. I'm a goddess of my word.
You can even ask Pit! My Treasure Hunt board had the ideal balance of difficulty to reward. Palutena's was the lamest thing ever and Hades basically made his for sadists. So act fast! Once I've got what I want, you're just plain old out of luck.
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Think what you like.
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They really need to put some more joints in.
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[ So he can kill you. ]
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This is gonna be rich.
It's like the oldest stereotype in the book - the hardened warrior who never finds love until Eros strikes him right in the chest.
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Must be all the steroids.
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Our aspirants choose this honor, we are not parasites. [ As for the steroid part that's like super weak stuff compared to all the combat drugs raging through his body at any point on the day when he's angry, like now. ]
Many call us monsters, or inhuman, but we sacrifice all that we are, all that we could be, for the destiny of humanity. We are no more monstrous than the galaxy which requires our existence, full of Orks, Eldar, and other... foul beings.
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Not denying the homoerotic part.
A strapping young muscled lad works, too. Eros isn't very picky with his arrows.
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[ Which doesn't stop women from falling in love with them. ]
We give it up, and have only the brotherhood of the Legion. That is all we need. Any other connections are forbidden to us.
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Any brother you want to... check out the mobility of his armor in particular?
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The fact that you understood that innuendo tells me all I need to know. Don't you worry about a thing. The goddess of nature can do double duty this time - nature abhors a vacuum, as they say.
~A 'brother'-shaped vacuum in your heart~
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Please, feel free to amuse yourself and drone on about honor and loving humanity and that kind of thing.
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