catch all >> august

[trollophoroi]

WHO >> Fandaniel & All These Random August Threads
WHAT >> Various closed threads.
WHEN >> August
WHERE >> All around Fragment~
Content Warnings >> Probably some mentions of death at some point, Fandaniel being a little crazy, and some nsfw in the threads.

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[trollophoroi]

[ Fandaniel has some, uh... issues. Yeah. ]

You said it yourself: an unfortunate byproduct of being a living being.

[ Fandaniel snaps out a MeRai Kruz of his own to follow up on Matoba's, leaving that first Pumpkin King to crumble. Briefly, he wonders if they'll ever be able to collect actual pumpkin drops from those. Hmm, monster pumpkin croquettes... pumpkin tempura... what else? ]

Although I would contest that greed is not a trait of a living being, only a human being. We are fully capable of deciding to help one another above all else and yet? We aren't allowed to, not to any useful extent.

[worldbent]

[Look at you, Daniel, thinking crafty already! Matoba has hardly gotten around to paying attention to monster drops still; he's not a very artistic-minded guy. But maybe once he notices Fandaniel gathering up the spoils, he'll think to join in!]

[Now with the rest of the Pumpkin Kings shambling forward, he lets loose a larger PhaRai Rom to do a good chunk of damage, while Fandaniel focuses on taking out the rest with his single-target attack.]

All living creatures compete for resources, no? I see... Is your argument that our evolved sense of morality should raise us above that base squabble for resources, then?

I wonder. Even if we have the means, could that knowledge still erase our natural instincts? Maybe... But all it takes is one marble to knock all the dominoes down.

[He says, timed with tumbling one of the Pumpkin Kings. Poetry!]

[trollophoroi]

Should it not do exactly that?

[ Lightning, lightning, and more lightning, and soon enough, the last of the Pumpkin Kings fall, and even though Fandaniel is considering what kind of foods could be made using their parts, those drops have not yet been added to the game. Thus, it remains wishful thinking.

Ahead, beyond the slowly despawning monsters, the treasure chest, glinting away in the candlelight of the dungeon.

As to their... what is this now? A philosophical debate? ]

Why develop reason and morality and the idea of what's right and wrong if we will only ever resort to acting as beasts scrabbling in the dirt at the first sign of hardship? Why evolve at all in that case?

[worldbent]

[If only they could collect some hefty pumpkins! It'd be just in season for pumpkin bread and pumpkin cupcakes. Alas. :(]

[Matoba waits in the wake of the fallen Pumpkin Kings, shiftily glancing about to listen for the sounds of any more monsters, but the clearing goes quiet. All done? He cautiously lowers his grimoire, bound by thickly-woven silk cords around his waist, and steps forward towards to cross the approach to the chest.]

"Why"... Hmm. [He crosses over the head of a fallen Pumpkin King as it despawns, barely regarding the monster's corpse.] "Why".... "Right and wrong"... Do you think that you have a well-developed sense of "right" and "wrong", Fandaniel-san?

[trollophoroi]

[ They could do so much with pumpkins, so much! Fandaniel will have to send a complaint to Hien, noting to do exactly that when the Pumpkin Kings leave absolutely zero delicious pumpkins behind. ]

Do I? A fair question to ask. I would like to think that I do...

[ Ah, but there's a huge "but" in that sentence somewhere, left unsaid. He trails along after Matoba, following him along to the chest, though he isn't too keen to open it himself. That inevitably fruitcake discovery is aaaall yours, pal. ]

Only we all have different ideas of "right" and "wrong", don't we?

[worldbent]

Exactly~

[And thus, you've stumbled upon the problem, Danny! Matoba cheerfully calls back as he runs his hand along the front of the digital treasure chest and hits the button to unlock it, thus revealing their spoils:]

[Ah, a fruitcake! Matoba will never say no to a sweet, no matter how hard it is. He sticks it into his inventory with a pleased hum. No armor today, but that's alright...]

And thus, if we cannot all agree on what is "moral", then it's not a real "law", is it? How can we humans place ourselves above the beasts that are loyal to what is factual? And what is factual is survival...

[He dusts off his hands as the treasure chest despawns.] ...And power.

[trollophoroi]

[ A fruitcake. What a queer treasure to leave in a dungeon, Fandaniel thinks, watching from just around Matoba as he picks it up and takes it. There are, of course, multiple copies, so it isn't as if Fandaniel won't get one, too, but...

Well, maybe someone else will like it.

Or maybe he can surprise someone by dropping it on their head. Now that? That would be funny. ]

If that is the case, humanity is doomed to rip itself apart and become naught but beasts all over again. Not that it would surprise me. It's what we all truly deserve for our unending hubris...

[worldbent]

[Weird indeed, but certainly not the weirdest dungeon "reward" Matoba has gotten or heard about! Now, if the devs saw fit to add some better sweets, he'd really have motivation to grind more dungeons...]

[Fandaniel's really got the right idea of it, though. Throwing weapon.]

You're probably right, [Matoba replies cheerfully, and steps back away from the treasure pedestal. Their work is done here.] If we survive at all.

Technology is just the constant advancement of that hubris, I think. Just like this game.

...So. Shall we? [Out of the dungeon and back into the rest of the game, to continue this march of hubris they're on.]

[trollophoroi]

Isn't it just? Watch it be released and all those who can afford to while away the days here do just that, forevermore, leaving their cities, towns, and villages with empty, desolate streets.

[ Fandaniel should definitely say that with less good cheer in his voice and yet that's exactly how he puts it, as though he's happy by the sound of that outcome. Then again, that, too, is how he almost always sounds.

Life is a joke, Matoba, and all of them but the clowns telling it. ]

Mm, but yes, let us depart this place. I wonder if I can find a particularly obnoxious place to hide this fruitcake.