Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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Comments

[sweetsynergy]

[Well, nothing with a power source or heat signature at least. What kind of data are we looking at here?]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ What kind of substance it is, to start with. ]

[sweetsynergy]

[That's easy. It's parchment.]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ That's a strange thing for someone from a time period like Vanity's to have. Is it the same kind of parchment as in the library? ]

[sweetsynergy]

[Probably! But it is definitely the same kind of parchment used to deliver the images that accompanied the first motive.]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ ...sentimentality? That seems odd for Vanity. Still, Omega is going to commit this to memory. ]

[sweetsynergy]

[And at this point, she catches him staring.]

Can I help you?

[eeeonetwothree]

I SINCERELY DOUBT IT.

[ And he looks away. ]

[sweetsynergy]

Lemme rephrase. You have a problem with me?

[There's a second's pause-]

A problem specific to this moment.

[eeeonetwothree]

NOT UNLESS YOU MAKE ONE, VANITY.