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Interview: Session Two
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Welcome back! We have another interview session lined up with your favorite characters here on the L&RP board. Open questions, as always.
So, Star-Pelt, how did your family get phased? I thought your condition was a fluke or something.
: Just be sure there's no random spam...
: I have to wonder the same thing, Star-Pelt. Ye have a weird family, to be sure.
Right, lets keep it clean...
It was a fluke. Star-Wrath got jealous when dear mother liked it a-
: Did not!
Anyways, then Starlight did it on purpose, not as well but at least correctly. And it just became tradition I suppose. Then the pups inherited it I suppose...
: Dag'rema, other than your staff, its components, and phylactrify, are there any other items on which you rely?
Rely upon? I don't like to lean on any items. It's better to be self-sufficient.
You fellows still haven't figured out what my phylactery is, have you? *grins*Even with my soul torn into pieces and captured as it is, my phylactery might still cause some chaos for you all.
*cough*I'm not saying any more...*cough*
: An almost general question, targeted at those who can be at least partially considered 'heroic' (meaning, all you Legionnaires/Scourge undead/Neutral homicidal maniacs stay out of this) - suppose you know for a fact that you have exactly twenty-four standard hours of life left. What are you going to do?
Yes, I know this has probably been done already, so? I wasn't around, and neither were these guys.
: ...Try not to panic.
: Sort out whatever cases I am dealing with right now, and spend time with my heir, who also happens to be my only apprentice.
: Go on a wild hunt.
: Meet my friends for the last time.
: Spend time with Tyreal.
OUR ALL NECROMANTIC POWER THAT FUELS MY BODY INTO TEMPORARILY REACTIVATING THE WHOLE ORGANISM, AND TRY TO HAVE SOME SIMPLE, DOWN-TO-EARTH FUN.
: You stay out.
: *sad puppy look*
: Try and defy undeath, provided I haven't achieved that yet. If I have, don't know, maybe have a walk in a forest.
S- *swarmed by puppes*
Pray thanks for mercy.
Check on mum, see if everything's good.
Uh...eat? Wait, no, drink. Er...
Your not heroic.
The same thing I always do. My duty.
*blinks at Kareithel* Spend time with you hair? Oh, right...
Anyway, I don't know what I'd do. Probably try to spend time with my friends and family, unless there was something more important that I had to do.
Aren't you a neutral homicidal maniac?
I consider myself heroic. Or at least, I used to be. My unfortunate exile has left me more fleeing for my life than performing heroics.
But I suppose I'd probably try to find my way to the Temple again. Elune's holiest of holy places is where I want to die, if she would give me that grace.
That's assuming I have an illness or something, rather than having twenty-four hours before execution in some filthy troll village.
I'd probably spend my twenty-four killing all my enemies. Namely Jeck, Killit, and Sinna. Don't have family to spend it with, after all, and I'm not going to just lay down and die.
Well, in the event of the onset of my death, I would probably put my efforts towards ascension. Perhaps I could transcend it.
: Write everything I know down into a book for others to use.
: Gather th' gang fer one more round to try and do some good.
: What me pap said.
: Meditate, probably.
: Get all my things to be donated to the orphanage. I'd like to take them over myself, if possible.
: I would..
: He said not Neutral homicidal maniacs. Move along
: He said not homicidal maniacs. Move along
: *loads blast rifle*
: Me I would...
:He said heroic. Move along.
: Aren't you dead?
Morec, House of Rivendare:
You can't keep me silent! This is state-of-mind-ism! I will take your liver and- *continues to ramble on*
Yeah, there's nothing you can really do about it when he gets like this...
Find ah way to release da souls mah father imprisoned.
Avenge Celen's death.
Kill as many unholy Horde wretches as possible.
Wait for Bwonsamdi ta take me.
Find mah brothah and use da shades to... do somet'ing for da bettah.
: first i would go back home, too see my sister, and just see my beloved Silvermoon again, then i would do something like try to hit something from an impossible distance, i want to be remembered as the best marksman there ever was in the ranges
Hey Ga'Crane, why are you so apprehensive around Star-Pelt now? Seems like you think hes going to go nuts or something.
: 'ow shall I put dis... Remember dat scene in my mentor's 'ome? Back den Ah began to realize dat while a) Ah actually don't know 'ow much Ah 'urt Nightbane, other dan 'a lot', b) Star-Pelt does.
*grumbles something profane about 'rules'*
: Ah. So you do think he's going to go nuts.
: What? No. Ah don't think so. *looks away*
Me, separated from Ga'Crane by a 30'' soundproof stone wall
: Star-Pelt. Your supposed friend hurts your daughter. Your another friend betrays you. Someone you abhor and maybe want to kill offers you help, on the condition of you leaving everything you have to the said supposed friend.
How do you not fall apart?
*Growls* On top of the fact that I WARNED HIM that she was delicate? That he decides that not even a day later that he's going to chase the skirts of HER BEST FRIEND? One of the few people THAT SHE ACTUALLY TRUSTS, a list that I'm not even allowed to be on? That the friend I killed only wanted to do it for MY best interests? That I KNEW he was going to do it and I couldn't do A THING to stop it? That the fool Nagorm has won out of SHEER COINCIDENCE?
Willpower damnit. Even though I'm not even allowed some time to mourn the loss of my entire life's work, I move on.
: Insults are beneath you. Moving to a completely different time-line in which you somehow are the same, why did you not consider accepting Rane's offer? (Without considering what happened the next morning).
How did you know for sure he couldn't change anything?
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