lingeringfear | NPC Inbox: Fear

NPC Inbox: Fear

[Fear's inbox message is simply a crackling of static, with vague thumps here and there. It goes on for about thirty seconds before cutting short, like the sound was snapped off.]

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Do the gods where you come from occupy concrete forms all the time? That sounds exhausting.

I don't know any gods where I come from, so I couldn't tell you.

Does that mean you're nowhere? Everywhere?

In a manner of speaking.

I can manifest myself when I choose.

Are you omniscient? [ she's got a lot murder plans and omniscience sort of... well, doesn't cancel the murder plans but does put a bit of a wrench in them. ]

I am a god.

[And then a few minutes later, because Fear is actually pretty honest when he wants to be.]

But no, I don't know everything. My awareness isn't like yours, but it isn't all-encompassing either. That's why I've been so curious about all of you.

[ the first text drops her heart into her stomach, and then relief floods her after he sends the second. ]

How much about us all do you know now? [ and how much are you privy to? ]

It would be quite a lot to list out.

In general, I can sense your fears. Sometimes, your fears are more abstract and formless, which is difficult for me to interpret. So, I use my power to draw them out in these... 'events', and offer you a venue to channel your fears into a concrete shape.

I know things about you. The longer you stay here with me, the more I become attuned to the way your minds and personalities work. I actually enjoy having you here, though I'm aware the feeling is not mutual.

It's hard for it to be mutual when you torture us, and have all the power in this relationship.

Can you read our minds?

I suppose it would be. I could make deals with you, give you things that you want, but the power would still lie with me. I can't change that.

Not directly. Not your thoughts, as you're thinking them. But if you're afraid, then I can hone in on the specifics of that. It's all rather complicated and it takes some getting used to on our behalf as well. We're not used to dealing with your kind.

You could just stop fucking with us. You could do something to send us home. You could do a lot of things that would change that, but you won't.

[ the rest of the text she doesn't address, but there's a certain amount of relief that comes with it. they're not omniscient, and they're not mind readers. these were two of the biggest things she worried about. ]

Maybe. But I need to.

Is that all?

[ She can only hope that his words mean something good. ]

For now.

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NPC Inbox: Fear

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