Harry has some words about the not-so-fun times at his current game.

[goblinjr]

[Harry is an image of pure exasperation when he addresses his mun, one hand on his forehead, rubbing at the bridge of his nose with a knuckle as if it'll will away some of the headache that's pounding against his skull.]

Alright, let me get this straight: you let me open up a shop so I'll have something worthwhile going for me in that crap shoot, but then you keep coming up with ways to sabotage me? What the Hell?

[Technically, the first two times your shop got vandalized and/or wrecked weren't my fault.]

Oh, please. Don't give me that crap. You want to do it again just so you can laugh at my rotten luck! Isn't it bad enough that you're already pitting me against some freakish monster? [One he doesn't even stand a chance against, much less. He holds his hands up.] Who am I kidding? You don't care. If you did, you'd have just let me stay back home with my friends. [He sighs, his shoulders slouching when his mind drifts off to Pete and MJ.] God, I miss them.

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[galofsteel]

Muns have a thing about giant monsters. It's way annoying.

[goblinjr]

You're telling me. [From one Venom victim to another, eh?] At least you got out. [A beat.] I never did get to say thank you for helping me.

[galofsteel]

It's not exactly the way I thought I'd be out. I was supposed to bring the rest of you with me.

[goblinjr]

That place isn't exactly easy to crack open... We've got I-don't-know-how-many gods there, and even they can't get us out.

[realitywarped]

I tried to protect your coffee shop, but unfortunately not even I can stop your... mundane's apparent penchant for ruining things. Sorry, Harry. I would if I could.

[He is genuinely a little sorry, too. Harry's not bad, as humans go.]

At least you're getting some help in your fights. And you are getting weapons training, yes?

[goblinjr]

[He waves a hand, as if to dismiss the apology.] Don't sweat it. It did what you said it would and kept those shark things away from me. [Just not monsters that are very intent on beating his face in, as he'll soon find out in the next few days.] Not your fault my mun's a raging psycho.

Yeah, whatever that amounts to. Not wanting me to die just means she wants to torment me more. Sword-training only does so much against things that are way stronger, which... makes up most of the population over at Tartarus.

[realitywarped]

At least it proved some use, then. [And oh, he'll feel no small amount of regret when his barriers fail there, too.]

[He smiles, wryly.] Keeping us alive for further torment is essentially a common trait, I'm noticing. And... hmm. Well, perhaps Wolf can help me out there. Not to my levels of strength, of course, but we can probably between us manage something more useful than just a basic sword.

[goblinjr]

Can't tell which one's worse anymore: muns or Themis. [His mouth quirks, but it doesn't quite make a smile.] I'd settle for a bazooka.

[He's just kidding, though. Mostly.]

[isherarmor]

If it's any consolation, I won't laugh. Probably because I'll be too busy trying not to die fighting some...

[Shudder.]

...who knows what. Again.

Another reason I shouldn't laugh is that we're in this together, so your bad luck is my bad luck, and then it's just starting all over again! What is she thinking even letting me assist you?

It's awful of me to say, but I don't think they learn.

[goblinjr]

[That gets a lopsided smile and a quiet laugh.]

A day in the life of Tartarus, I guess. [He scratches the side of his face.] Sorry you're getting thrown to the dogs, too... [Attempt at a reassuring smile is go!] Either way, I've always got your back. Y'know, assuming something isn't already trying to chew on mine.

It's not all that awful, seeing as it's true.

[glory_in_hell]

Honey, if you think that's Hell, you aren't giving the place credit.

[goblinjr]

I don't think it's going to hurt its feelings any if I don't complain enough about how much it sucks living there.

[glory_in_hell]

You live there? How?

[goblinjr]

Well, if you wanna get technical, it's the Greek underworld or something. [He waves a hand as if to say, "Same difference." Either way, it sucks.] We were all brought there by a crazy goddess who decided we needed to suffer for our "sins". Living there is just a really generous way of saying "thrown in a prison".

[glory_in_hell]

Ah, so you've gotten yourself stuck in some chick's playpen? [She shrugs. Whatever, dude. A god has to have fun.] You should be thanking your lucky stars that's all she's done to you, cutie.