Re: a recent mini-plot in game

[backwordscompatible]

All the places you could've chosen to send me...and you chose Salem, Massachusetts?  In the 1600s?!

They killed me.  Burned me at the stake because of what I was.  Am.  And now I can't sleep at night because I can still feel the flames at my heels and keep reliving that awful moment over and over again.  Reliving my own death.

Congratulations.  That just might've topped the incident with Fate as the worst thing that's ever happened to me.

Comments

[arach_nerd]

...Huh. terrible and historically inaccurate. There's a fun combination.

[backwordscompatible]

Are you really going to try and give me a history lesson right now?

'cause forgive me if I'm not in the mood.

[arach_nerd]

Sorry, I'm a high school teacher that forgot how to stop being pedantic.

[backwordscompatible]

Well, hopefully somebody reminds you. And quick.

[worlds_best_father]

Strange. Were you somehow stripped of magic?

[backwordscompatible]

[Her eyes narrow. This is exactly what she didn't need right now.]

Why would you care?

[worlds_best_father]

[Oh, come on. Humor an old man.]

Just curiosity. Seems easily escapable.

[backwordscompatible]

[Not after the one she encountered on the Thor. That conversation--and what he did to her boyfriend later on--still left a bad taste in her mouth.]

More like trying to uncover some sort of weakness or something.

I know who you are. Go away.

[worlds_best_father]

You say that like I don't already know how to stop a spell user. I'm only trying to figure out why you would allow yourself to be killed in such a way. I really hope it's not some ridiculously self-sacrificing excuse like, "I didn't want to hurt them."

[backwordscompatible]

No, I'll bet you don't.

And I'll ask again: why. would. you. ever. care?

[worlds_best_father]

Well, in my experience, it's always been fairly obvious. Crush the larynx, first, robbing them of the ability to chant. Then the fingers. Then the rest.

I never said I cared, only that I was curious. You don't have to be emotionally invested in an event, to wonder how it happened.

[passengerseat]

[O-okay, she's really pretty, but he's curious, but she's a pretty girl that isn't Julie, how does he even--

NUTS HE'S JUST GONNA DO IT]

You- You got burned alive? Whoa...

[He's not really sure how to handle that, but he wants to know anyway!]

What uh, what are you? If, heheh, people want to, y'know. Kill you. Um.

[backwordscompatible]

Umm...yeah...

[She doesn't know him, but he doesn't seem like he has any bad intentions.]

A sorceress. Magic user.

In other words, a witch.

[passengerseat]

A w-- A witch?

[Wait, he knows what witches are! But she doesn't..really look like one. And they're not real, right? Unless she's LARPing right now? That he can understand.

...maybe she'd want to join him and his friends in protecting Raymanthia one weekend?]

A witch, huh? What realm do you belong to? It's not Bardonia, is it? Because then I think we're, um, obligated to fight. Unless you're not Bardonian or Raymanthian.

[backwordscompatible]

Okay, you've lost me again.

And I'm not obligated to do anything. If you wanna pick a fight, go do it somewhere else.

[nothingbetter]

[This Klarion has no idea who this chick is, but being burnt alive would suck, and while this cake is certainly delicious, he supposes he can spare her a slice.]

[backwordscompatible]

[She hesitates. You look familiar. Very familiar. And not in a good way.]

...what is that?

[nothingbetter]

Don't you know what cake is?

[backwordscompatible]

I know what cake is.

It's just...you can understand why I'm a little on edge right now, can't you?

[klarion]

[This Klarion can only laugh at and find amusement in your traumatizing situation. So have a slow clap, Zatanna.]

And the best part of all is that you get to carry that with you forever. And ever. And ever.

[backwordscompatible]

[This Klarion can suck it.]

You're the one who deserves to be burned.

[klarion]

But I bet you have that burned-to-a-crisp look down to an art! Maybe we can dig into your head and make a painting of those dreams. Finger paints. Just for you.

[backwordscompatible]

The last thing I want is your fingers anywhere near my head.

[klarion]

What a killjoy. You sure didn't have any problem letting a Lord of Order anywhere near your head. Or daddy dearest's, for that matter.

[backwordscompatible]

All the better to drown our your annoying voice with.