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letsplayamurder2025-07-06 02:51 am
letsplayamod) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-07-06 02:51 am
Arrival
The moment is a bit different for everyone. Perhaps you were just minding your own business somewhere, others may have been in more... dire circumstances. Regardless, you were approached by a figure you can't quite picture, and they offered you an accord; in exchange for aiding them in the healing of a world lost to chaos, you would be granted something almost unheard of. Godhood.
And each of you said yes, more or less.
A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.
The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.
If you are reading this, than our deal has been made. You've awoken in a place that will surely feel strange, so I want you to take some time to acclimate. Meet with the others. Breathe. I shall be along shortly.
-A
Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.
But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.
Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.
And each of you said yes, more or less.
A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.
The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.
-A
Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.
But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.
Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.
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Oh, well, I suppose you would have grown wings already. What is your domain?
[She seems fairly at ease talking about this, possibly due to already clearly being some kind of night-themed magical horse even before being designated Goddess of Dusk.]
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[...is that a thing in Equestria, are there pony C&D notices on HoofTube?]
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[Maybe it's a thing in Equestria, but it was not a thousand years ago! Luna is not versed enough with HoofTube to have encountered this concept!]
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[Maybe they didn't get to that in talking horse school, there's probably a slightly different process there from dumping information into a cloned human brain for some reason.]
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Oh.
[Well, that's a concept she can understand, even if it sounds a little more complicated than she might have thought. Do they have that in Equestria now? There are many, many new laws and systems; she's still working through everything.]
How - lovely. [she does not understand why there is a god of this and she is Not hiding it as well as she would probably prefer]
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Thank you, but please, the exuberance isn't necessary.
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Is it something you did before this?
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[She manages not to grin at Luna's reaction, but the satisfaction is there.]
I was head of a company before this, which did hold quite a lot of patents and copyrights, but I'm not certain why that would have been picked specifically.
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[That intellectual property gotta be coming from somewhere, right?]
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[A quick beat, remembering that Luna had trouble with "copyright".]
That's "research and development." They would be the ones working on new technologies and applications of it.
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And then you put the copyrights upon them?
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[you may have unlocked a special interest]
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[Not at all Luna's special interest, but she does know how that is!]
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