Dream Post XI

[wotanon]

[ sometimes NSFW is the post-bad game therapy that's needed. ]

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[happydreamed]

All traditions start from somewhere. I'm honored to be part of the creation of a new one.

[sangreine]

And we'll be honored to have you. [ She feels safe speaking for everyone, who wouldn't like Doctor? ]

And to think, when I first figured out my affinity for music it made me very uncomfortable.

[happydreamed]

Oh? Any particular reason?

[sangreine]

I wish I knew -- well, maybe not wish, not now that I enjoy it myself. But I'm not sure of the reason. It's locked away in my memories.

There's a whole list of things that upset me for reasons I don't understand. Certain words, the sight of twins. And I have a fear of being alone that's far more intense than I think is probably normal.

[happydreamed]

[Cuddling Intensifies.]

I see... I imagine most people here are the same way, to some degree.

[sangreine]

[ She loves when that happens! ]

Some are, yes. Some people arrive with their memories intact.

[happydreamed]

Do they? What makes them so lucky?

[sangreine]

I don't know all the details, but I believe they were out in the rest of hell and chose to come here for a chance to graduate. Something like that. Graduation gives us options we wouldn't normally have.

I'm not sure if I envy them or not. [ Her memories are horror shows. ]

[happydreamed]

An escape from hell at the price of playing these games, is it...

I do wonder how 'tis determined where people end up in Hell.

[sangreine]

No idea. And I don't know if we're the luckier ones or the unluckier.

[happydreamed]

I do prefer this over the fire and brimstone torture variety, if only because I hadn't thought such a thing would allow for making friends.