[pcs] babo kim

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we all know i'm too lazy to actually put shitposts here

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[oathic]

... C'mon, it was nothing personal! I talked Jin Ling out of taking the flute and feather instead—don't I get points for that?

[agni honestly is not trying to get points for anything because he hates himself a lot right now, but it's a sign of how comfortable he is around nhs that he can joke like this.]

[unanswering]

One point for that.

[similarly, he's comfortable enough to joke right back, even after being Like This about it.]

[oathic]

... Well, better than nothing.

[unanswering]

You should be more grateful for it, you know, I really could be subtracting several more!

[oathic]

What!? Is this really minus points worthy!?

[unanswering]

Of course it is!

[he folds his arms, there, fingers tapping on one forearm.]

But I'll be generous, and only subtract one.

[a brief, thoughtful hum.]

One added for including Beau, though.

[oathic]

... Thanks, I think.

I just hope no one gives her a hard time for knowing. Bad enough that Hunter's getting some of it, when it was my fault...

[unanswering]

If they do, I'll have a word with them.

[unfortunate that he might not have enough time left here to do much else. hm.]

[oathic]

You can drip slime over them.

[unanswering]

Oh, no, probably their sheets. More effective. I wonder if I could get under doors, like this.

[oathic]

Hidden advantages to being made of slime...!?

[unanswering]

With any luck, it won't be necessary to find out.

[he was a shitty teen once and he will try this if he needs to. directly sliming is no good, it has to be an extremely unpleasant surprise of some form later on.]

[oathic]

Hopefully... if people stay angry, it'll probably just be at me, so that's a relief.

[unanswering]

It really doesn't bother you, does it?

[oathic]

[it actually does hurt, but—]

As a god, you'd go insane if you couldn't handle what people thought of you.

[unanswering]

...I suppose that's true. It's a bit similar for a Sect Leader.

[a pause, there, fingers tapping on his forearm.]

Is it ever difficult, though, to just let people say such things?

[-because he can certainly understand that feeling, if so, after having to ensure his own reputation stayed terrible.]

[oathic]

Mm... People are entitled to their feelings, and I don't want to invalidate them. If it helps people to say those things, then I just consider it part of my job to hear them out.

[unanswering]

And it's still part of your job here? Do any of us even pray to you?

[a little hum, before-]

That doesn't quite answer the question, either.

[oathic]

Well, even if I'm effectively human here, it's not like one just switches off the mindset.

[...]

What's with the sudden curiosity?

[unanswering]

You know what I was like, when we all first arrived.

[a slight wave of his hand, careful to keep the motion small enough that he doesn't drip.]

I've spent some time letting people say what they will of me. Encouraging it, to some degree. It's difficult, at times, not to try to prove them wrong.

[oathic]

[... he shrugs.]

I've always been an outsider. The other gods have insulted me all my life.

Compared to that, this is nothing, especially if it makes people feel better.

[unanswering]

Still, it doesn't mean you should be putting up with it everywhere you go, used to it or not...

[oathic]

People have a right to be mad at me. That's just how it is.

[unanswering]

They have a right to feel as they will, yes, but not more than that.

[oathic]

... I'd rather they say it than bottle it up all inside. That's usually not healthy.

[he can take it.

and he'd rather they blame him than feel guilty themselves.]