AUDIENCE: LUP

[retellers]

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[retellers]

I see... Do people also, er, "ascend" where you're from? Like they do in Xie Lian's world?

[evocationary]

I... don't think so? Well, maybe! I think people can become gods, but it's not very common. And it's usually because they're uh, they're evil as shit.

Do you know anything about how yours work, or is that gone too?

[retellers]

... Oh.

[ ): evil gods sound bad but anyway ]

I don't know for sure... but from what was said in my memories, it sounds like the only gods are ones who were around since the beginning.

Though I also feel like I didn't start my life as a god—but not as a human either—so it's a little confusing...

[evocationary]

Huh.

[ she tilts her head. ] Humans don't usually have sharp teeth! So. You're probably right. Maybe you also, uh, ascended? Like Xie Lian?

But that is weird. Maybe you just have weird circumstances. Like, all of us are basically protagonists or antiheroes, so it's not out of the question to think you were like, the chosen one or something.

[retellers]

Maybe, but the conception of ascension was not a familiar one to me when he explained it to me...

[ mysteries! though they look a bit perplexed. ]

"The chosen one"...? What would I have been chosen by?

[evocationary]

I - you know, that's a good question. Anything from an eldritch creature to like, the gods, I guess?

You'll remember soon. Your team's all set, right? We just gotta make it through this week.

[retellers]

... Yes. One way or another, we must persevere, through whatever tragedy this week brings.

[ as everyone bleeds all over the place, probably ]

[evocationary]

[ bleeds all over the evidence ]

It won't be for long. The tragedy. [ she says, firmly. she's - kneading bread dough, now. the movement makes her back hurt, and there's definitely a red stain gathering around her lower back that mostly blends in with her dress. ]

This time, we got it. This is our last chance I do think we really made it count.

[retellers]

[ a pause ]

I do as well, though, um... I think you're bleeding...

[evocationary]

I - oh. God, can you see it? Embarrassing.

[ she huffs, pulling her hair over her shoulder. ] It's fine. It aches but it doesn't hurt that bad. Sorry, I know it's gross.

[retellers]

[ they shake their head. ]

Blood doesn't bother me... but as long as you don't mind, then...

[evocationary]

It's just annoying more than anything. What an inconvenient week!

[ huff. ] Are you doing okay over there? Need any painkillers?

[retellers]

No. I'm used to pain.

[evocationary]

Don't just - say it like that, yikes.

[retellers]

[ ? ]

How should I have said it?

[evocationary]

Maybe a little less sad?

I'm used to pain, yeesh. That just makes me want to give you a hug.

[retellers]

Oh. Um...

[ goat looks a little like they would twiddle their thumbs right now except they have only one hand. ]

I did not mean for it to be sad? Does that help?

[evocationary]

Not... really, but I'll let you slide this time.

[ she sniffs. ] Do me a favor and put the Oreo balls on the counter there in the fridge? They have to be cold or they're no good.

[retellers]

[ goat has to take a moment to remember what a fridge is but they then do so! ]

[evocationary]

[ goat is the best helper ]

Hey - you know you don't have to keep the mask on around me. [ she tells them, shrugging. ] I'm not one of yours, but I can keep a secret.

[ she frowns at this dough in front of her, and then, mutters something about rising under her breath as she picks it up. ]

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[retellers]

Oh, does it bother you?

[ goat reaches up to remove their hood and mask (however awkwardly, with one hand), because spoilers, they're easy mode and just don't remember they're wearing a mask most of the time— ]

[retellers]

[ ta-da i guess ]

[evocationary]

[ i still don't know who this is but i love them immediately ]

Doesn't bother me, I just like to see who I'm talking to! [ she tilts her head, and then: ] Jesus, that makes two for two on the "wow, you're pretty" scale.

[retellers]

[ a pause ] Is... Is that a good or bad thing?

[evocationary]

Good thing! Usually.