He's a sweet kid and she should maybe ask if he's okay. But he looks fine.
"Good luck," she says, and disappears in a puff of smoke.
He's a sweet kid and she should maybe ask if he's okay. But he looks fine.
"Good luck," she says, and disappears in a puff of smoke.
"Ah. When we arrived we were concerned that Melkor and Sauron might have a deadman's switch, as they often do, and confronted them since the point of a deadman's switch is that people who look about to kill you should be told about it. But what they had instead was an interdimensional escape plan, and they fled somewhere too dangerous for us to follow. So he was displeased with us. Also other Findekános approved removing that one from the situation, which Midnight complains about as 'kidnapping'. Then we left them alone and Midnight resented every civilian death that our resources could have prevented and was eventually approached by evil aliens who thought he might be a useful ally in destroying us."
"They were an expansionist militaristic subgroup of a race of parasitic slugs that crawl into your head through your ear canal, access your thoughts and memories, and control you completely."
"He was all excited about exploring other worlds since my magic system can do that, though. Huan was scouting for us when he found you."
"It's not like 'don't rape and torture people' is an exceedingly high bar."
"I think you'd all benefit from getting a bit of distance, honestly," Larya says.
"We don't go near it- that's half the problem -"
"I told you he's cut it out. Are you planning to have him on - indefinite, uh, world-arrest - when he stopped of his own accord? Or relax about it in a few hundred years or something?"
"He can have all the same things the King of any preindustrial society would get. And after a few decades of demonstrated reliability they'd get more stuff."
"I'm assigning a couple people to set up a new planet for you all and then relocate people once you approve it. Anything else -"
"Can I have the hopping between worlds thing that doesn't involve painting blood all over myself and nibbling at our disposable planet?"
"We can assign a teleporter to handle transit to and from your world and vet some people for a wished-on teleport, yeah."
"Of course! You can name the Arda too, if you want, mes all think of the same things and by now they're all taken."
"My world can be Disappear. I'm not sure what distinguishes the Arda besides that I went there and you have a serious flinch reaction to its - category, though."
"Yeah, they usually end up named in theme with a neighbor. And words relating to light, when applicable. 'Shadow' is the other evil Arda."