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[unloved_nymph]

I like the computer. You can poke the letters on it and words come out. Your words. And it’s so heavy, um, large. It makes your words important.

Am I doing it right?

I don’t… understand this place. Am I being punished again? Did I do something wrong? I didn’t mean to. I never mean to.

I’ll stop now.

Comments

[1euce]

Computers can do a lot more than that. You can play games on it and stuff too.

Do you get into trouble a lot? Because I do and I can totally understand how you feel.

[unloved_nymph]

Oh, I didn't even know you could read that. That anyone could. I just, um, sorry.

I don't know what's going on.

[1euce]

There's nothing to apologize for!

Well, long story short, we're all human now because Cronus decided it'd be fun to throw us all here. We have to just make the best of our situation.

[unloved_nymph]

Sorry.

[mournedbymen]

Cronus sent us here to punish everyone. So no, not specifically. I believe

...I have to ask, but are you normally female?

[unloved_nymph]

Cronus? But I'm not anyone. Not special.

Yes. Is that wrong?

[mournedbymen]

From what I've seen, that doesn't change his mind. We were just tossed randomly. Or to be punished in our own way though you don't need to know that

No. Abslutely not, it's good. There's quite a few in bodies that are the wrong gender at the moment. I merely wanted to check.

[unloved_nymph]

It's... nice to write. And I like having a place to stay now. I don't mind sharing.

Oh!

[cursed_vision]

New York City, center of the universe. It's the new home for all out of sorts gods, nymphs, and mortals.

[unloved_nymph]

Um, sorry. I've never been to a city before. What happened to Old York?

Is that stupid?

[cursed_vision]

Still there, in another land.

No, it's not

[unloved_nymph]

Good. That's good, right?

[menotthink]

You aren't being punished. It's just...Cronus's big joke on all of us.

[unloved_nymph]

...I don't get it. I'm sorry.

[menotthink]

Cronus is thrusting us to a new place at his whim, he is not punishing you for some indiscretion.

[unloved_nymph]

Oh. That's almost worse.

[pennywaits]

You haven't done anything wrong. At least I don't think you have. We've all been sent here for the entertainment of Cronus. We're his puppets.

[unloved_nymph]

Puppets? I, um, can't entertain anymore. Hera says.

[pennywaits]

I mean he's placed us here to watch us flounder through this new time and his little pranks, nothing more.

[unloved_nymph]

And the Gods let him? I don't understand.