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[necroprince]

[She’s been here for over a week now. Time to get the lay of the land. The video opens up to a particularly tall blonde woman with a golden skeletal arm and a smirk. She's here to cause problems on purpose.]

Greetings, hello, salutations. My name is Ianthe Naberius. I’m new in town, twenty two, a princess of Ida, unfortunately single and dreadfully bored!

Now, I come to you today, not only to introduce myself, but to ask something of all of you.

Who do you hate most in Trench and why? I’m trying to meet people, network, but it’s so hard and overwhelmingly positive! So consider this an open invitation. Warn me about that dangerous scoundrel who kicked your puppy, seethe about how much you despise me for whatever reason, tell me about your parasocial hateful fixation on one of the local divinity. It can be a minor slight you want to complain about, a friend of yours who owes you two perfectly intact human skulls, or it can be an actual danger to this lovely little community of ours.

Now, before you try to say “this is childish and stupid!” You’re absolutely right, but it is a necessary part of self care to allow oneself to be an absolute cunt once in a while. [Or all the time, if your name is Ianthe.] So let’s not make any grand claims to being above something like this, mm?

Feel free to use the anonymity feature. Or the privacy feature, I guess, if you’re shy or worried about being fileted like a fish.

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cw necrophilia

[hauntedsavior]

Duty? Really? Here I am getting unsolicited life advice from a corpsefucker at a party.
Funny how the world works.

I didn't realize John was interested in any "new kids" other than Kiriona. Has he gotten that tired of the ones he has now?

[necroprince]

Really, now? Duty giving life advice? I find it hard to picture that. It is hilarious though. I wouldn't listen to anything that one says.

Oh, that's just what he called me. And by new, I mean he brought Harry and I onto his ship over a year ago. As far as I'm aware, he's only got me and Kiriona left. If he acquired more strays in Trench, rest assured he's not counting them as his anymore.

You've asked a lot of questions fishing for particularly nasty answers and I think I've been rather polite in supplying them. You could at least tell me who you are, pumpkin.

[hauntedsavior]

I suppose I should've seen that coming.
You can call me Clover. Clover Geteilt, if you'd like, but the first name should do just fine.
Call me an interested party. And I really appreciate how up front you've been about these answers. It's been much easier getting them from you than some others.
It's like nobody really wants to start drama with a broken, beaten, and damned God.
How boring.

private

[necroprince]

Interesting that you're going by Clover and yet still you're anonymous.
Just don't be an idiot about it and cause problems for me, or else I'll kill you probably a little more grotesquely than he would. I'm nasty like that.
Anyway. He's their pet project. Of course they don't want to upset him.

private

[hauntedsavior]

It shouldn't take a genius to figure out why. But I'm talking to one, so I'm sure you already know.

They think they can fix him? How delusional can they be?
He seems like he's completely beyond the point of fixing. Anyone who's still trying must have a lot of stuff they're working through.
It must be easier to project all their problems on God instead of looking inward.
But you're not interested in making him your project?

[necroprince]

It's very easy for them to want that. They're the ones that betrayed him and abandoned him, all because they loved him oh so much. Meanwhile I'm the one that dealt with the consequences.
Your descriptions of them are cute though. It's almost like you're describing someone specific. Maybe even projecting a little? Have you tried looking inward, "Clover Geteilt"?
But no. I have better things to do than play therapist and babysitter to a man ten thousand years older than me.

[hauntedsavior]

Projecting... I'm not sure what you mean >:?

Anyway. I'm sorry to hear that the emotional demands of a man in power are once again falling to a woman who works underneath him.
Men will do anything instead of getting therapy, including incinerating entire solar systems.
What happened to letting girlbosses be girlbosses?

[necroprince]

Yes, you do.
In his defense, imagine being God's therapist. He'd push the poor thing to suicide in half a week.

[hauntedsavior]

No, instead he just made his son be his therapist and the Romans took care of it.

I'm not interested in fixing him, if that's what you're implying.
I tried it once. It went... poorly.
And I had the good sense to get out, unlike our dear friends Duty and Patience and Woe.

[necroprince]

I don't know what that means.

Sure, sure. So what do you want from him then. You know, now that you've gotten out.

[hauntedsavior]

Don't worry. It's a joke about another god.

What do I want from John Gaius?
Retribution, maybe. I'm still thinking about it.
I don't want to fix him, and I sure as hell can't make him any worse.
I might be willing to settle for one genuine apology.

[necroprince]

What a funny coincidence. He wants the same thing. Are you sure you're not besties?
Retribution for what, anyway?

[hauntedsavior]

The First House.

[necroprince]

[She takes a minute to laugh out loud.]

This is becoming embarrassing. That's precisely what he wants too.

You're not from our universe, sweetheart. What happened to a clump of dead rock ten thousand years ago doesn't matter there and it doesn't matter here.

[hauntedsavior]

I have pretty strong evidence that I am, sweetheart.
Believe me or not. I know haven't given you much to go on.
In the end, I suppose this is a little more personal.
Neither the angels in Heaven above nor the demons down under the sea can ever dissever my soul from the soul of the beautiful A— L—.

[necroprince]

[This one might be a problem, actually.]

Yes? What about the frozen bimbo?

[hauntedsavior]

That I know her at all should be enough proof that I know what you're talking about.
Don't worry. I don't want to ruin your employment.
Being a princess sounds cushy. It would be a shame to take that from you.

I just want to talk with him. First House native to First House native.

[necroprince]

Not really. I saw her on the beach when I arrived the first time. You're not special. You vastly overestimate the sway you have over me.

And for fuck's sake, call it Earth you pretentious baby.

[hauntedsavior]

I didn't know he let you know her real name.
Earth, then.
Is that a privilege of sainthood, or did you get lucky when you met with her?

[necroprince]

It's not her name anymore but the fact that you sit there alluding to "The First House" as if you have the first clue what it means is about five times as obnoxious as you using a word from ten thousand years ago.
And you could at least buy me a drink if you're going to try to mansplain my job to me.

God, why is everyone around here so obsessed with fucking that piece of freezer meat. No wonder Kiriona hates her so much.

[hauntedsavior]

Then please, enlighten me.
What am I missing about Earth? Where's my disconnect happening?
If I plan to have a nice long talk with John, I should at least have my shit in order.

[necroprince]

You should work on your attitude problem first. If I were him, I probably would have flayed you alive by now. But he's kind of a little bitch about torturing people, so he'd probably just make you explode or something tacky like that.

What do you think the situation is, Clover? Since so far all you've been doing is making grand statements with very little substance. What did John Gaius do to the Earth that you want retribution for?

[As far as she's aware, nobody actually knows. But the question is - what did Alecto tell her.]

[hauntedsavior]

He put the soul of something very big inside something very small.
That "piece of freezer meat" is my home given a form that it was never made to hold.
If I wanted to be less than charitable about it, I could say that John Gaius killed Earth.
And each of the other planets, before they were Houses.
Is that about the shape of it?

[necroprince]

That's what the enemy says in their propaganda, yes.

He's the only one alive who actually remembers and isn't a ghost driven insane by being locked in a freezer for ten thousand years. His sluts believed the enemy, but even they don't know the truth.

Personally, my theory is who gives a shit, but because you think the world revolves around you, let me humor you.

Why would he do that?

[hauntedsavior]

[the enemy? interesting. this isn't the right time to push on that but she makes a fun little mental note.]

I'm still working on the why.
But if I know John the way I think I know him... well, there's a few ways this could have gone.
Earth was already dying. I think everyone knew that, but nobody really wanted to do anything about it.
We had all known for decades that Earth was on a shorter and shorter timer, but everyone was so fixated on finding another planet to colonize instead of fixing things at home.
I believe that John did actually love Earth. I believe he was one of the people trying to save it. I don't know how -- I never knew him before the Resurrection, but I was still there on Earth in his time, on the other side of the world.

But John is also a madman.
I believe that he took the soul of a planet that was already on life support and put it into a body of his own making.
I think that this was his way of trying to save what he loved. But he had to kill everyone there first.
When you're the god of the dead, you can't do much with a living planet.

He did this because he's selfish and shortsighted. He's probably angry at the people who left Earth in this state.
I am, too. But I never thought of nuking the whole planet and starting over. I don't think I have the kind of disregard for life that that solution would take.