Bad Decisions Have Been Made

[storytelleroftime]

THIS IS A PSA ON BEHALF OF TEAM ABSINTHE! MOSTLY ME THOUGH!

Please do not pull off blood sacrifice.

75% of the time that will fuck you over. Source on that figure: A retrospec employee who literally tripped and got stuck in a chest and we had to rescue. So his info might not be uh, the most accurate thing in the world but still.

But seriously don't. I lost a finger and I got nothing but dark miasma, everyone thinking I was a crazy person, and suffering. And only TWO of those are an ordinary part of my life. Nine fingered typing is infinitely harder than you would think it would be! It's really inconvenient and annoying. Along with, well, missing a pinkie. That's a bad thing.

So I'm putting this up here to make sure no one repeats my mistake, and at least, someone gets something out of this.

Comments

[storytelleroftime]

I mean sacrifice in general.

Evil and resentment don't exist in a void. They come from something. And one of the greatest, most classical examples of this, is rejection of sacrifice. When you endure suffering, when you give up parts of yourself, and yet all that it is met with is rejection. Or, even worse, with nothing. That's what breeds resentment.

That's what breed malevolence.

But, I'm not resentful nor malevolent so, this is mostly just me musing philosophically.

[fairhands]

[ He's surprised to see this, wow. Philosophy isn't really the sort of thing he'd expect to see normally. ]

I'm assuming your blood sacrifice was rejected, then? If it prompted this philosophical musing.

...Though, I suppose you're not wrong about it.

[storytelleroftime]

Yes. Yes it was.

And I mean, contrary to what people may believe from this, yes, I am not a complete idiot. I can be right about things.

[fairhands]

I mean, while it's still a questionable action on your part, it doesn't seem to have been done thoughtlessly, so I'll at least give you that.

Just...well, I assume there'll be no more voluntary loss of body parts and limbs from here on?

[ You're a stranger, Maggie, but that's still kind of worrying? ]

[storytelleroftime]

Lol of course not. I won't be doing that again after, you know, that colossal failure.

[fairhands]

Good.

I'm Marcell Csorba. I run a tailor store in Enprise.

[ Since he realised he hasn't actually introduced himself. ]

[storytelleroftime]

Maggie Mayvin. I, write shit, I guess.

[fairhands]

Oh? What for?

[storytelleroftime]

Theater stuff, mostly. Kinda a nerd, I suppose.

[fairhands]

That's nice, actually. Have there been any shows?

[storytelleroftime]

Not with all this Monster Insanity™ there haven't.

[fairhands]

Ah, right. I still get some customers, but it's been bad for business.

[storytelleroftime]

Yep. Can't blame Retrospec for this one though, monsters weren't their fault.

[fairhands]

Wait, they aren't?

[storytelleroftime]

Nope. It's something else that is. Or someone, they aren't sure.