I'm cutting a deal with Hope to get my body back. Apparently asking nicely--[which she def didn't do anyway]--isn't good enough for them, so I've been told to fucking "inspire hope" in six people. So, do a gal a favor and just think of Wash's dick and how grateful you are to me for shoving you at it. Thanks, hun. You're a peach.
Alright, you want a speech. Here it comes. Prepare to get your head blown off with all of the hope you're gonna feel.
[She makes a noise as if clearing her throat, even if she's pretty throat-less right now.]
Kyna, I have something to say. I discovered at a young age that if I talked long enough, I could convince anyone of anything. I don't know if that makes me a god or not, but what I do know is that some scary shit is going down here. And even more importantly, I know that we're gonna fucking win. And do you know why? Because we're the only ones who are real out there.
The gods and the Null aren't people. They aren't real. They don't have the ability to connect like we do, to amass friends and lovers and family. The so-called gods are limited by their one big ol' emotion and the Null are just slaves to their fucking machine processes. And that's always going to be their downfall, their inability to form connections to anyone in the outside world. They can only look inward. But, because of our connections with one another, the families we've found along the way, we can see everywhere.
We aren't just captives of this cave anymore, pulled around whenever the gods need a energy boost. Banned together, we're unstoppable. We're finally ready to take this shit back as our own.
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I'm cutting a deal with Hope to get my body back. Apparently asking nicely--[which she def didn't do anyway]--isn't good enough for them, so I've been told to fucking "inspire hope" in six people. So, do a gal a favor and just think of Wash's dick and how grateful you are to me for shoving you at it. Thanks, hun. You're a peach.
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[She makes a noise as if clearing her throat, even if she's pretty throat-less right now.]
Kyna, I have something to say. I discovered at a young age that if I talked long enough, I could convince anyone of anything. I don't know if that makes me a god or not, but what I do know is that some scary shit is going down here. And even more importantly, I know that we're gonna fucking win. And do you know why? Because we're the only ones who are real out there.
The gods and the Null aren't people. They aren't real. They don't have the ability to connect like we do, to amass friends and lovers and family. The so-called gods are limited by their one big ol' emotion and the Null are just slaves to their fucking machine processes. And that's always going to be their downfall, their inability to form connections to anyone in the outside world. They can only look inward. But, because of our connections with one another, the families we've found along the way, we can see everywhere.
We aren't just captives of this cave anymore, pulled around whenever the gods need a energy boost. Banned together, we're unstoppable. We're finally ready to take this shit back as our own.