hadriel_logs | Event Log: Soulmates

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for Soulmates event
Where: All over the city
When: February 14th-February 22nd
Warnings: None

Oh shit, what even happened last night? You're pretty sure you had a normal night, no crazy drunk antics (unless that is your normal night). But this morning you woke up with a brand new tattoo, and it's... a name?

Maybe it's a name you recognize, one of your good friends. Maybe it's a stranger. Maybe it's someone you can barely stand. No matter who it is, you kind of feel like you should look for them and figure out what's going on with this weird tattoo. And when you find them - well, they've got one too, except this one is your name. It would seem weird, except as soon as you see each other you kind of understand. Of course you'd have a tattoo with the name of the person you've found such an amazing connection with. You were meant to be together.

So enjoy your time with your newfound soulmate. Who knows, you might wake up tomorrow with a whole new name on your arm, a new connection, a new love. Make the most of it!

► This log covers February 14th-February 22nd
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[Jo watches Caedra as she answers, shaking her head before the demoness even finishes speaking.]

And it doesn't bother you? It never bothered you that it's all built on ruining lives?

I think you place too much value on them. Does it bother you that your entire civilization is built on the deaths of cattle and sheep and chickens?

[Which is how she views them now, of course. Livestock at best, insects otherwise. It doesn't matter that she used to be one. She was born anew and none of that history matters now. The present is where she prefers to live her life.]

It would bother me more if they had souls. [They don't. She's never seen any animal ghost or anything like that.]

We could take better care of them. Maybe eat less of them. But we're not tricking them either.

Aha! A clever answer and not one many of you seem to latch onto. It's funny, actually, how many I've run across here who insist that souls aren't real. A shame, too, how hard these gods make it for me to prove otherwise, even though I have encountered souls here already.

[But oh well, it doesn't seem to bother her any. It's not her job to prove anything to any of them, and if they continue to prefer their own ignorance then all it does is benefit her when they do things like jokingly pledge their souls to Amamot. Which, admittedly, has not happened yet. But it could!]

But even if we are linked by the names on our arms, I suppose I won't be able to convince you that those souls aren't actually worth all that much. Most aren't, anyway.

You won't. [The names on their arms and the gods' influence are keeping her here for the conversation, but she won't change her mind.]

Everyone has worth. Even if you think it's small, it's there.

Like I said, not worth much. I didn't say they're utterly worthless. That's why killing them by the hundreds and thousands is far more useful than one at a time.

[They overvalue themselves. She knows what they're worth. Approximately six thousand gold each for the average soul, give or take depending on the specifics of the currency and the value of the individual. Souls themselves do well as currency once one has enough stored up, unless consuming them seems viable. It's always nice to have options.]

Killing them doesn't make them worth more. [Jo shakes her head in disbelief. What a ridiculous statement.]

And looking at them as fodder isn't fair.

I don't care what you think is fair, it's still true. Whining about it won't change that.

[Arm labels or not, this conversation has gotten tedious. It isn't like she expects someone with so narrow a view as Jo, or any human, to understand her points and while whatever the gods have done seems to have kept things civil, she's now bored with the back and forth. She frowns, then folds her arms and tilts her head as she looks up at Jo.]

Perhaps in time you'll see the larger picture, if you're dead at home. Maybe from that higher plane of yours, you'll learn something. Give it a few decades, you'll see. If you want that realization to come sooner, though, you'll need to have a far more open mind.

[Jo shakes her head. Her time in Heaven has only deepened her belief that people are all important in their own ways. She had time to think about how lives interact.]

I don't know if I want to listen to a demon telling me to open my mind.

Event Log: Soulmates

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