Quest 235
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Blood. All that trouble because they wanted our blood.
It's a mockery, isn't it? Doing something as awful as this and then saying it was all for a good cause, thanking us for being so helpful? And even moreso when they know full well it's not the first time people have asked for donations of blood here. Blair had her charity ball for it last year, when we all wore red, and Dr. Chase helped everyone give blood if they wanted, to help the people in the hospital that needed it. I remember that. And I remember asking how it could possibly help, putting one person's blood into someone else, and if it wouldn't hurt the first person to take it out that way.
It's horrible. It's just--it's just horrible.
But this isn't the first time they've done something like this, is it? They've asked us for things of ours before, set us to tasks that had no real meaning behind them. And they got themselves into trouble for it, too, didn't they? They took our hair when it wasn't due to them, and then Adrastus came to give it all back, and that was a mess in itself.
And now they've done this, and I can't help but wonder if due will come due once again.
How dare they do something like that to that poor little girl. How dare they do it to those innocent, unsuspecting people. How dare they do it to all of us, those monsters--
Blood and machines. It's a favorite trick of theirs, isn't it?
His blood was all over the floor, all those knives and needles under his skin--
It's not enough. It's never enough. But I have to do something or I'll go mad.
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I'm sure by now most people have seen these around the City; it's quite difficult to miss something like that, I imagine, when they're littering the whole Square like leaves from a tree. And likely that was the whole purpose of sending them in the first place, too--just to add a bit of insult to injury, and make us all the more frustrated at everything that happened this past weekend. And it worked. Something like this treats the whole ordeal as though it were nothing more than a joke, as though people weren't suffering and worrying and frantic throughout the whole thing, and it was all just another one of the City's games that lasted awhile and now has come to an end.
I remember a time once before when the deities took 'donations' from us. It was a whole month of tasks to complete--borrowing something from an enemy, making a loved one cry. And I remember the last was that they asked for our hair, as a donation to some unknown cause. And then that was the end of it. Or so we thought, until a few months later when suddenly all our hair was returned to us. It had been taken wrongfully from us, we were told, and some balance had been disrupted by it.
That was a long time ago, almost two years by now. I remember it was January or February, one of the winter months, because Sam and I had to go outside and bury onions in the snow because I never wanted to see them again after I puzzled out what he'd gotten them for. But I wonder what might come of all this, now, since the deities have made certain to thank us for donating our blood to them. Were our accounts really so out of balance that we owed it to them? Or have they cast things out of balance themselves by taking it from us? Because if it turns out to be the latter, then I expect this won't be the last we hear of it. Our dues may come due again, after all.
I wonder.
In any case, no matter what happens this coming Thursday, our Thanksgiving party will be going on as planned. Please do let Penny or me know if you'd like to come, if you haven't already--everyone's invited, but it would help to have a count of how many people to expect, to make sure we have enough of everything to go around. And please do come, if you think you'd like to; I think we could all use something to look forward to, at the moment.
Tamaki, if you'd be so kind as to introduce me to your friend Miss Maria, I'd be very pleased to meet her. I have a package here with her name on it, as it turns out, and I'd like very much to deliver it.
For anyone else that needs me, please feel free to call. I'll be in the Library most of the day, I think; there's something I need to take care of.
[OOC: Well, someone's in a bad mood. People dying needlessly at the whims of the deities kind of does that to her. >> If you're in the Library, feel free to action her up; if not, have a Network post! ♥
ALSO: regarding Thursday's dinner, is anyone interested in doing a (possibly heavily backdated, considering the holiday) log for the party? I can put one up if there's interest, or assuming is cool, either way. Just let me know!]
Blood. All that trouble because they wanted our blood.
It's a mockery, isn't it? Doing something as awful as this and then saying it was all for a good cause, thanking us for being so helpful? And even moreso when they know full well it's not the first time people have asked for donations of blood here. Blair had her charity ball for it last year, when we all wore red, and Dr. Chase helped everyone give blood if they wanted, to help the people in the hospital that needed it. I remember that. And I remember asking how it could possibly help, putting one person's blood into someone else, and if it wouldn't hurt the first person to take it out that way.
It's horrible. It's just--it's just horrible.
But this isn't the first time they've done something like this, is it? They've asked us for things of ours before, set us to tasks that had no real meaning behind them. And they got themselves into trouble for it, too, didn't they? They took our hair when it wasn't due to them, and then Adrastus came to give it all back, and that was a mess in itself.
And now they've done this, and I can't help but wonder if due will come due once again.
How dare they do something like that to that poor little girl. How dare they do it to those innocent, unsuspecting people. How dare they do it to all of us, those monsters--
Blood and machines. It's a favorite trick of theirs, isn't it?
His blood was all over the floor, all those knives and needles under his skin--
It's not enough. It's never enough. But I have to do something or I'll go mad.
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I'm sure by now most people have seen these around the City; it's quite difficult to miss something like that, I imagine, when they're littering the whole Square like leaves from a tree. And likely that was the whole purpose of sending them in the first place, too--just to add a bit of insult to injury, and make us all the more frustrated at everything that happened this past weekend. And it worked. Something like this treats the whole ordeal as though it were nothing more than a joke, as though people weren't suffering and worrying and frantic throughout the whole thing, and it was all just another one of the City's games that lasted awhile and now has come to an end.
I remember a time once before when the deities took 'donations' from us. It was a whole month of tasks to complete--borrowing something from an enemy, making a loved one cry. And I remember the last was that they asked for our hair, as a donation to some unknown cause. And then that was the end of it. Or so we thought, until a few months later when suddenly all our hair was returned to us. It had been taken wrongfully from us, we were told, and some balance had been disrupted by it.
That was a long time ago, almost two years by now. I remember it was January or February, one of the winter months, because Sam and I had to go outside and bury onions in the snow because I never wanted to see them again after I puzzled out what he'd gotten them for. But I wonder what might come of all this, now, since the deities have made certain to thank us for donating our blood to them. Were our accounts really so out of balance that we owed it to them? Or have they cast things out of balance themselves by taking it from us? Because if it turns out to be the latter, then I expect this won't be the last we hear of it. Our dues may come due again, after all.
I wonder.
In any case, no matter what happens this coming Thursday, our Thanksgiving party will be going on as planned. Please do let Penny or me know if you'd like to come, if you haven't already--everyone's invited, but it would help to have a count of how many people to expect, to make sure we have enough of everything to go around. And please do come, if you think you'd like to; I think we could all use something to look forward to, at the moment.
Tamaki, if you'd be so kind as to introduce me to your friend Miss Maria, I'd be very pleased to meet her. I have a package here with her name on it, as it turns out, and I'd like very much to deliver it.
For anyone else that needs me, please feel free to call. I'll be in the Library most of the day, I think; there's something I need to take care of.
[OOC: Well, someone's in a bad mood. People dying needlessly at the whims of the deities kind of does that to her. >> If you're in the Library, feel free to action her up; if not, have a Network post! ♥
ALSO: regarding Thursday's dinner, is anyone interested in doing a (possibly heavily backdated, considering the holiday) log for the party? I can put one up if there's interest, or assuming is cool, either way. Just let me know!]