Back for 25 mins
Probably in a medicine cabinet or something, if they are there at all. Heh, I wouldn't know too well. I don't have allergies, thankfully, else I would probably live in a perpetual Benadryl coma.
...Ah, well... Hm. It's... It's good to meet you, then...? I mean, I... I did die, I just do not remember you... Is someone here, ah... Slated to die, at all...?
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-sighs-
None of them would remember me.
Not truly...
Your- process of becoming a servant.
It seems to cloud the memories they have of their existence after death.
They only remember a bright room- and a friend. I am that friend. But they don't know it enough.
-shakes his head after a moment- They are not slated to die.
I am not a dealer of death. I am here because I grow concerned...
There are servants from my world- where such a system did not exist before. They are disturbed in their rest.
There is a certain sanctity to death. But my concerns are more... that there is one greater than I, who will not be pleased the longer this disturbance, and its' implications pervade.
And so, while I will not deal death- I am here to oversee those servants from my world. Offer them a way to return to rest, by their consent, or otherwise... see that they do rest soon.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post(Smiles.)
If worst comes to worst, we could get you a gasmask or something. I have an inkling there's at least one lying around here somewhere.
...Oh...
(Seems to take pause at this.)
...How... How did such a thing come to be, if your realm was not supposed to have Servants? This... I imagine it must be dreadful for you, oh dear...
edited 4th Apr '16 1:49:09 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-nods-
... I meet all of those who perish. Good, or evil.
The morality does not matter. I am a friend to all of them.
This... interrupts that rest.
And it is a sad, sad thing to see their rests disturbed. Much more to have more than one meeting.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...Well... I would not call myself one to wish death on... On anyone, but...
(Sighs.) ...For what it's worth, I hope they can return to you soon, and I am dreadfully sorry you have to go through with this.
Heh, assuming. Just try not to pick a room with decent ventilation or something.
Gone now.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

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