NPC Inbox: Fear

[lingeringfear]

[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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[lingeringfear]

No. He saved us once.

After they came for us last time, when the others were all dead and it was just Sorrow and Hope and myself... I should have fought with the others, but I fell back. Sorrow told me the location of the Door and that I needed to bring Hope to it, to open it and keep Hope safe.

Then he stayed behind and died to buy us time to escape. His faith in us gave our species a chance to fight another day.

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[unitas]

Is that saving and sacrifice when he knew Hope would bring him back? That you would locate the Door, open it, and create a new host population to feed off of. You weren't supposed to fight with the others because then you'd all be gone and there would be no one to save Hope and bring Sorrow back.

Smart, strategic, selfish.

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[lingeringfear]

Does that diminish what it was? We were forced into an impossible situation and he died for us. I don't think it's insignificant because he hoped that we'd be able to revive everyone. For all he knew, we'd screw it up somehow... Hope and I weren't exactly the most distinguished of the gods, before all this.

That's probably a good descriptor from your eyes. I don't think he's selfish, though- the opposite. Just not where it concerns you.

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[unitas]

Not to you, it wouldn't. You see him in a very different light than I do. [ Then again, can she blame Fear too much? Sorrow saved him, saved Hope, and virtually gave them a second chance, but she has trouble seeing past the fact that Sorrow is a giant dick and knows how to close the Door and doesn't.

She's likely painted a picture of him that she now uses as target practice with a bow. Arrow to the face! A thousand arrows to his face! ]

You were the last ones: did he really have any other choice? I don't think so. If I were you, I'd keep that in mind.

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[lingeringfear]

I do. Knowing exactly how strategically useful you are gives you equal footing when trying to reason with him. Keep that in mind next time you see him.

You're trying to talk me away from him. [He observes, a little cheekily.] Does that mean you're starting to like me?