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[Vgray]

Talios enters the clinic still mumbling about Death, and also now mumbling about Oaths.

"Words are meaningless. For an Oath to truly matter, you must risk your self. Your very essence, your very being, your very soul. An Oath sworn by anything else is scarcely an Oath at all."

Another Zenurion appears to greet the god of death and lead him in yet another therapy room while talking.
Ah, greetings Talios. To be honest I was not expecting to see you here. So what seems to be the problem?

"I am not sure what brought this on, but I am feeling oddly powerless, oddly purposeless, in this chaotic gathering. I am questioning my place here, and falling back on the only two things in Creation that make any sense. My spheres. As I contemplated Death, my desire for control over it only grew. What fluke of Creation made it so that the God who most understands Death, has so little control over it? Over what comes after, such that it might be meaningful?"

"By the way, as a courtesy to you all, I will inform you now that my new experiment will require subjects from all of the sapient races that currently exist. Only one from each settlement, and that number will diminish as the experiment progresses. And no, it won't be because the subjects died. If any of you have any objections, please say them now."

"I will allow this, partly because I suspect my Elf-kin will make the experiment more amusing."

[micelus]

"There is no opposition...friend. My Djinn are ever willing, as long as you divulge the fruits of your research."

[FArgHalfnr]

(Huge post had to spoiler it so it wouldn't. Take up ridiculous amount of space)

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

...well i didn't i think i was just...a well little messed up when i came here i well...my...mother died and............and i felt it was my fault and i have to say i have been taking some of my grief and anger out on don...criminals killed my mother....i don't. Wish to go into the specifs of that right now my next problem...i left home my realm you could say cause....i did something bad and lets just say the rest of the gods there wanted me...very...very dead....and finally...i came here and the first. Thing i see is a war going on and people dying....and...it doesn't. Exactly...help that the overbrain.....reminds me of...dad and home....dad was a genius but angry and...he lost so much when...mom went...and now. Hes all alone...i...feel....like I've. Failed everyone....i feel like i don't deserve my name anymore i feel like i just ran away like a coward who dident care about anyone else...and already i feel like I'm lossing another family...even though that's preposterous....you. guys...hehehheh....i guess people get too attached to things they shouldn't. ...so can you help me zenurion?

((Don't worry about taking too much space, that's far from being considered too big for here.))

Hmm... I see. Well fleeing a horde of angry gods is something isn't something I would call cowardice, "common sense" would probably be more accurate. And about the war... Well let's just say that reality is far from being perfect, so that kind of event is bound to happen with or without divine intervention. Mortals die frequently, hence why they are called mortal. This is probably a harsh truth, but accepting it would probably be a good step towards recovery.

As for parental issues, well it might be for the best to accept that you have been separated due to events far from being in your control. Due to this you shouldn't consider yourself guilty, since you probably couldn't have changed these events. Both your parents would also probably be happier to see you alive than dead from a hopeless battle. Perhaps you could try to honor their memory if this isn't enough.

Talios enters the clinic still mumbling about Death, and also now mumbling about Oaths.

"Words are meaningless. For an Oath to truly matter, you must risk your self. Your very essence, your very being, your very soul. An Oath sworn by anything else is scarcely an Oath at all."

Another Zenurion appears to greet the god of death and lead him in yet another therapy room while talking.
Ah, greetings Talios. To be honest I was not expecting to see you here. So what seems to be the problem?

"I am not sure what brought this on, but I am feeling oddly powerless, oddly purposeless, in this chaotic gathering. I am questioning my place here, and falling back on the only two things in Creation that make any sense. My spheres. As I contemplated Death, my desire for control over it only grew. What fluke of Creation made it so that the God who most understands Death, has so little control over it? Over what comes after, such that it might be meaningful?"

I see, confidence issues then? I will guess that the problem might come from your interpretation of the meaning of spheres. It is in no way expected for anyone to have a monopoly or anything close to it on their spheres, I know I am far from being the only one that would be considered evil for example. No, spheres would be somewhat closer to an aspect of personality than a property. As the god of oaths and death your being would be somewhat shaped by these aspects, some might say enough to be considered an avatar of them. I guess that would depend on how much importance you give to either of them. I know for example that I haven't been doing as much science or magic as I would like, mostly because I am too busy with other things at the moment.

"By the way, as a courtesy to you all, I will inform you now that my new experiment will require subjects from all of the sapient races that currently exist. Only one from each settlement, and that number will diminish as the experiment progresses. And no, it won't be because the subjects died. If any of you have any objections, please say them now."

I do. I don't want to see my Lambdent in some experiment I don't know anything about, especially since half of their characteristics are still meant to be secret. So what's this experiment about exactly?

The grin that spreads itself across Jixiu's face would makes it very clear that the last question was a mistake. "Where to start? Well, first of all, it's about the individual knowledge and technological prowess of each races. The other part is the one I'm more interested in, though. I want to see how the races interact. Prejudices, enmities, or even just disagreements of the 'I don't like your face' kind. I want to see how they work, both when cooperating and competing. Which ones excell at working under pressure? Which ones flounder and fail? Which ones do I think are ready to receive my gifts. It is also going to be a test of individual character, simply to make things more interesting. I might even add in an explosion at some point. Actually, no. I will add in an explosion. If something doesn't blow up during experimentation, you're doing it wrong! Don't you agree, Dr. Zenurion?"

The newfound interest in Zenurion's eyes seems to indicate that this wasn't, in fact, a bad decision.
A psychology experiment, then? I'd agree with a few conditions:
1-Only generic Lambdent will participate, the other subspecies will be left out.
2-The experiment will be done entirely in public. Any secret action affecting the experiment will bring an end to my participation, and possibly my wrath depending on the gravity.
3-Two conditions didn't seem to be enough to justify adding numbers, so here's a filler.

[Fr0stByt3]

"Agreed! I wouldn't do anything this harmless in secret anyways! So, unless anyone else has any complaints, I'll begin."

[Vgray]

Talios enters the clinic still mumbling about Death, and also now mumbling about Oaths.

"Words are meaningless. For an Oath to truly matter, you must risk your self. Your very essence, your very being, your very soul. An Oath sworn by anything else is scarcely an Oath at all."

Another Zenurion appears to greet the god of death and lead him in yet another therapy room while talking.
Ah, greetings Talios. To be honest I was not expecting to see you here. So what seems to be the problem?

"I am not sure what brought this on, but I am feeling oddly powerless, oddly purposeless, in this chaotic gathering. I am questioning my place here, and falling back on the only two things in Creation that make any sense. My spheres. As I contemplated Death, my desire for control over it only grew. What fluke of Creation made it so that the God who most understands Death, has so little control over it? Over what comes after, such that it might be meaningful?"

I see, confidence issues then? I will guess that the problem might come from your interpretation of the meaning of spheres. It is in no way expected for anyone to have a monopoly or anything close to it on their spheres, I know I am far from being the only one that would be considered evil for example. No, spheres would be somewhat closer to an aspect of personality than a property. As the god of oaths and death your being would be somewhat shaped by these aspects, some might say enough to be considered an avatar of them. I guess that would depend on how much importance you give to either of them. I know for example that I haven't been doing as much science or magic as I would like, mostly because I am too busy with other things at the moment.

"Ah but it is my personality that causes me to view my spheres in such a way, is it not?"

[AbstractTraitorHero]

That...Actually made me feel better...thanks doc? you should probably make this a proffesion Dr Zenurion has a nice ring to it science guy you may take a mimic keep The individual mimic you pick  safe...you will pay dearly if she is harmed

[hector13]

"By the way, as a courtesy to you all, I will inform you now that my new experiment will require subjects from all of the sapient races that currently exist. Only one from each settlement, and that number will diminish as the experiment progresses. And no, it won't be because the subjects died. If any of you have any objections, please say them now."

I would honestly rather you didn't do anything with the Kitsoonies, so I'd appreciate if you leave them be.

"Would you mind if I commissioned a Kitsoony playwright, at least? I was hoping to make a play from the results."

I don't see how you can manage to distill scientific results into the form of a play, but it should be an interesting challenge at least. Fire away.

[IcyTea31]

"They mortals of this world need to embrace the fears."

>*laughter* *laughter* *laughter*
>They do not.

"It is one thing to embrace fears, another to be consumed by them. Both of them achieve things. There are other ways, but sometimes life is no fun without a good scare."

"Hmmm? Really? Fear makes great and resistant fighters.

>Exactly the opposite.  RESISTANCE to fear makes good fighters.  Certainly, that takes building up said by exposure, or simply being born without it, but still.

"Fear can in fact create good fighters. One simply needs a specific kind of fear used in a specific way."

"By the way, as a courtesy to you all, I will inform you now that my new experiment will require subjects from all of the sapient races that currently exist. Only one from each settlement, and that number will diminish as the experiment progresses. And no, it won't be because the subjects died. If any of you have any objections, please say them now."

"Ask my subjects, not me. They should be volunteers."

"Speaking of Madness of the Gods."

Meow releases the next act of the afformebted play with the same invulnerability as the first couple source copies. He also goes over the previous Originals and fixes any alterations to them. Best to keep the originals pure.

"Please be aware that Madness from the Gods is a completely different text, and should not be 'fixed' by removal. It is at least sixty-six percent original, after all."

[~Neri]

"Madness from the Gods is not an acceptable level of deviation. No need to confuse the mortals."

[IcyTea31]

"The play was already released several Ticks ago. I doubt anyone is confused about it, anymore at least."

[~Neri]

"Ah. Carry on then."

[Fr0stByt3]

Jixiu cracks his neck, pulling out the 'Prayers' folder again, flipping through it again. "Alright. Sorry for the delay, folks. Godly wars and all that jazz. Okay, so, where was I? Ah, yes!"

Confused Spirallion: "That's a good idea! What should I use to model the water?"

"Well, water should work just fine. If there's no need to replace something in an experiment, don't. Keep it as simple as is possible."

Delighted Chokobo: "The village is gathered!"

"Excellent!" Jixiu teleports to the village where the prayer originates. "Hello there, everyone! I have a few announcements to make today! First of all, I'd like you all to vote amongst yourselves and determine which of you is the most intelligent in the village. No, I'm not trying to sow discord. This is an important question, as this marks the beginnings of my first Great Experiment."

[FArgHalfnr]

Talios enters the clinic still mumbling about Death, and also now mumbling about Oaths.

"Words are meaningless. For an Oath to truly matter, you must risk your self. Your very essence, your very being, your very soul. An Oath sworn by anything else is scarcely an Oath at all."

Another Zenurion appears to greet the god of death and lead him in yet another therapy room while talking.
Ah, greetings Talios. To be honest I was not expecting to see you here. So what seems to be the problem?

"I am not sure what brought this on, but I am feeling oddly powerless, oddly purposeless, in this chaotic gathering. I am questioning my place here, and falling back on the only two things in Creation that make any sense. My spheres. As I contemplated Death, my desire for control over it only grew. What fluke of Creation made it so that the God who most understands Death, has so little control over it? Over what comes after, such that it might be meaningful?"

I see, confidence issues then? I will guess that the problem might come from your interpretation of the meaning of spheres. It is in no way expected for anyone to have a monopoly or anything close to it on their spheres, I know I am far from being the only one that would be considered evil for example. No, spheres would be somewhat closer to an aspect of personality than a property. As the god of oaths and death your being would be somewhat shaped by these aspects, some might say enough to be considered an avatar of them. I guess that would depend on how much importance you give to either of them. I know for example that I haven't been doing as much science or magic as I would like, mostly because I am too busy with other things at the moment.

"Ah but it is my personality that causes me to view my spheres in such a way, is it not?"

Is that so? I would've assumed that it was your understanding of them that was the cause, but a personality that tend towards control could also explain the situation I suppose. But the fact that your current view of your spheres bring you pain means there is something that would need to change... Perhaps you could see it this way: Your aspects are so influential on reality that every god is forced to rely on them, everyone need to take death into account for their plans to function, and not even gods are free from it, as proven by Isgon and Si.

That...Actually made me feel better...thanks doc? you should probably make this a proffesion Dr Zenurion has a nice ring to it science guy you may take a mimic keep The individual mimic you pick  safe...you will pay dearly if she is harmed

Err... I don't think it would be a good idea to trust me with the life of one of your mortals, especially if you want to keep them safe.

I just remembered that I forgot to remember to not forget to answer my prayers...

Spoiler: Prayers (click to show/hide)

Annoyed Lambdent:
What the Hell is that doing in my prayer folder?!
Worried Lambdent:
Already taken care of.

Listen to more prayers.

[Dutrius]

"By the way, as a courtesy to you all, I will inform you now that my new experiment will require subjects from all of the sapient races that currently exist. Only one from each settlement, and that number will diminish as the experiment progresses. And no, it won't be because the subjects died. If any of you have any objections, please say them now."

I do. I don't want to see my Lambdent in some experiment I don't know anything about, especially since half of their characteristics are still meant to be secret. So what's this experiment about exactly?

The grin that spreads itself across Jixiu's face would makes it very clear that the last question was a mistake. "Where to start? Well, first of all, it's about the individual knowledge and technological prowess of each races. The other part is the one I'm more interested in, though. I want to see how the races interact. Prejudices, enmities, or even just disagreements of the 'I don't like your face' kind. I want to see how they work, both when cooperating and competing. Which ones excell at working under pressure? Which ones flounder and fail? Which ones do I think are ready to receive my gifts. It is also going to be a test of individual character, simply to make things more interesting. I might even add in an explosion at some point. Actually, no. I will add in an explosion. If something doesn't blow up during experimentation, you're doing it wrong! Don't you agree, Dr. Zenurion?"

You may recruit several of my Efte and Naedercynn for your experiment.

However, you might want to use more than one of each race where possible. Small sample sizes often give misleading results.

[Lord_lemonpie]

Morthan releases the script of Sadness of the Dogs
Sadness of the Dogs has the same plot and lines as Madness of the Gods, but acted out by talking dogs, being tortured live on stage.