keenscythe
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[x] Listen to Jun-ho, you guess. Let him drag you down the causeway to go poke around in some dusty old rooms. [x0.5]
Quite right; we came here because we want to spend time with Jun-ho (and giggle as he coos over our newest boyfriend). The local admirers can get in line.
So about weird voices...You're no archaeologist, you're just here to pick up guys.
eldingar"Hm?"
"What?" Jun-ho takes a few steps forward, stopping by your side. "What is it?"
"Didn't you hear that?" you ask.
"Hear what?"
prince eldingar"There it is again!" You snap your head around, looking him in the eye. "Do you really not hear that?"
"I don't... know what you're talking about," Jun-ho replies, brow furrowing as he stares into your eyes. "Um. That bad feeling I was getting up there? It's getting a lot worse right now."
"What did I tell you about our being dragons Jun-ho?" you snap, rather more forcefully than you meant to.
sire... king..."I just don't think barrelling into things just because we think we're invincible is really the best idea," he says, his tone growing more worried by the word. He breaks eye contact, his gaze flitting nervously around the room. Honestly it's really starting to grate on you how skittish and... and un-dragony he can be. Is that part of why Mother threw him at you?
"Let's at least go check out that way?" he suggests, indicating over his shoulder with his thumb. "Plenty of rooms over there, we can go shout for whoever the map was pointing to here. Maybe there's gold, too! You like gold, right?"
son of aži"There's a shrine right there," you say irritably, jabbing your talon the other way along the causeway. "I just want to make sure I cover all the- what's the matter with you anyway?" you ask, dropping your arm all of a sudden. "Are all dragons this skittish where you come from? Even the vast majority of magic has difficulty affecting us! The two of us together? We could burn down a city if we wanted to, and no one would be able to stop us!"
"... yeah but... we wouldn't want to," he says haltingly. You grimace, rubbing your forehead.
"That's not the point, Jun-ho. The point is that there is nothing, absolutely nothing in this world or Beyond, that could be any realistic threat to us. So I ask you again, why all the hesitance?"
"I don't know!" he exclaims. "I don't- I don't know okay! I'm sorry, I know I'm annoying and I know this isn't what you had in mind when you brought me but I just- I don't feel right here!"
let us praise you"And... I'm worried about you," he adds haltingly.
"Didn't you hear that?" you ask.
"Hear what?"
prince eldingar"There it is again!" You snap your head around, looking him in the eye. "Do you really not hear that?"
"That's not the point, Jun-ho. The point is that there is nothing, absolutely nothing in this world or Beyond, that could be any realistic threat to us. So I ask you again, why all the hesitance?"
"I don't know!" he exclaims. "I don't- I don't know okay! I'm sorry, I know I'm annoying and I know this isn't what you had in mind when you brought me but I just- I don't feel right here!"
Maybe we should listen to him
Hey come on, he's just trying to look out for your well-being.You double-take. What's gotten into him? Whatever tentative hopes you had that the day could be salvaged with a spot of adventuring are curdling in your gut, turning sour and toxic as mud. Your lips curl into a grimace, a grunt of annoyance escaping you as you half-turn away, glaring at nothing. You just got done having your life dictated to you for the hundredth time, you'd think the least Jun-ho could do is be supportive! Mgh.
Alright then, post-Tyr's Vault/pre-Helheim Atreus.You don't have to take this. You don't have to take anything. Isn't that what being a dragon is all about?
I don't want the quest to end badly. Is that so wrong?OH MY GOD THIS IS JUST LIKE WHEN YOU ALL KEPT VOTING TO CLEAN OUR ROOM
Does anyone have a plugin or something for invisitext and other hidden text? I don't want to highlight every single story I read because [INFORMATION REDACTED SO AS NOT TO INSULT LOVELY QUEST GIVER].
Tamiko got laaaaaaiiiiiiiid~2) Our mom fucked an evil god and we're even more of a disappointment than we thought.
This has secretly been an SMT quest the entire time, except instead of fighting god at the end, we husbando him.So... Who wants to place their bets? I'm going with option 2; More drama potential, and our mom is *totally* the type to go for Dragon Satan.
I'm not sure we had a father. I'm fairly certain our mother generated eggs out of spite alone.So... Who wants to place their bets? I'm going with option 2; More drama potential, and our mom is *totally* the type to go for Dragon Satan.
Does anyone have a plugin or something for invisitext and other hidden text? I don't want to highlight every single story I read because [INFORMATION REDACTED SO AS NOT TO INSULT LOVELY QUEST GIVER].
It's neither; the mysterious invisitext voice is promoting Eldingar to a higher social station with every line in an attempt to charm him with bullshit.I give the following two options about roughly equal chances of being correct:
1) It's a metaphor. All dragons are sons and daughters of Azi.
2) Our mom fucked an evil god and we're even more of a disappointment than we thought.
As much as I want it to be true for Eldingar's self-esteem, I also am worried, as there where, and are to a degree, cultures that have worship mean the exact same things as kill, eat, and/or sacrifice in a painful way.It's neither; the mysterious invisitext voice is promoting Eldingar to a higher social station with every line in an attempt to charm him with bullshit.
See, the good thing about Abzu being gender neutral is that I can safely declare Jun-ho to be best boy."Mhm! You?" He glances at you.
"Of course!" You tap your temple knowingly with one massive talon. "Natural compass. Never lost my bearings in my life."
"Mhm! Just like a pigeon!" Jun-ho agrees enthusiastically.
"... n-no not- not like a pigeon!" you splutter. "I have not and will never again be compared to a mere pigeon! We are dragons!"
"So how's it different?" he asks.
The wind whistles across the great leathery sails of your outstretched wings as you furiously ponder the question.
"I-it's magic!" you say at last. "That's it. Magic. Dragons are magic so the head compass is magic too!"
"Oooooooh." Jun-ho's gaze drifts forward, peering through the low-hanging cloud cover and towards your quarry. "So pigeons are magic too."
"NO-"
I am pretty sure what we're dealing with is a mind-control man,and not a bunch of kids who found their father's brainwash-wave emitter.