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[parodeity]

Well where'd he plan to get the bodies from, then!

[sharplydressed]

...War, probably? I guess. I mean, we were at a lot of battlefields, y'know?

[parodeity]

I thought your enemies like, vanished?

[sharplydressed]

Oh— yeah, but we go to human battlefields when we fight. They're trying to like, change the course of history, y'know? So we're always going back to stop 'em, and they usually choose places where fights are already happening.

[parodeity]

...Does that ever cause paradoxes?

[sharplydressed]

Not as far as I know, but I think that's probably our job... To stop that kind of stuff from happening. We're just supposed to make sure things happen the way that we know 'em in the future, y'know? Like, if so-and-so dies and this-or-that place, then we make sure they do. That kinda stuff. The details are pretty vague to me, though.

[He assumes they'll become clearer with time BUT HE'S A FOOL AND ALSO WRONG.]

[parodeity]

That...kind of sounds like time player jobs. Huh. Although if your universe worked by my universe's rules, you'd be guaranteed to succeed if it hadn't fucked itself up in the future already...

[sharplydressed]

Your universe sounds super confusing and weird, Dave. [JUST PLAINLY STATED.] I think we're kind of always at risk for things changing, though. Like, the enemies would try new tactics or target new places and we'd have to keep up with 'em.

[parodeity]

Yeah, it is. [ NBD HE AGREES ] But it sounds like time travel definitely worked different for you. Why is life this way?

[sharplydressed]

[POOR DAVE.]

Yeah, it probably did. Also, I've been asking that question for like... what, nine months? Time flies, huh.

[Said one immortal time traveler to another HA HA ah, bad humor.]

[parodeity]

I actually do?

[ FLY, HE MEANS, HE DOESN'T KNOW IF KASHUU GOT UPDATED ON THAT ]

[sharplydressed]

...Y'know, I'm not even surprised at this point.

[APPARENTLY HE DIDN'T THINK MUCH OF THE COMMENT EARLIER but he sure is unruffled. Dave could tell him he shoots laser beams from his eyes or can create shadow clones of himself and Kashuu would believe it.]

[parodeity]

[ at least there is a weirder canon than swordhell, kashuu ]

Beyond that, I only got, like, more time shit. I can do a week back or forward now. You?

[sharplydressed]

[He's grateful for that every time he learns something weird about his home, honestly.]

Nothing new on my end, I think... Um, I'm a little faster and stronger? [He also can't catch illnesses anymore but he's always had a robust immune system, so that'll take him a while to notice.] Going forward or back a week is a pretty long time, though. D'you think it'll keep going?

[parodeity]

Probably. I remember bein' able to go like hundreds of years back and forth, so...

[sharplydressed]

I wonder if that means you'll be able to see how this whole company and town and junk was started up in the first place, someday.

[parodeity]

Maybe. As long as like...they aren't the ones in charge of my caps, here.

[sharplydressed]

You'd think they'd want to give us all the advantages we could get when it comes to figuring this garbage out.

[parodeity]

Man, that would require them to be helpful, though?

[sharplydressed]

Who knows? I think at least a couple of 'em are trying to be.

[BUT AN ETERNAL FUCK YOU TO JIM even though he's been banned from talking to them.]

[parodeity]

You ain't wrong. So...

[ hm. ]

...I still have no idea how we wake the fuck up. But maybe if we like...maybe we don't have to destroy something.

[sharplydressed]

Yeah, usually when I'd wake up before it would be 'cause something bad happened... Someone died, someone got attacked, something like that.

[But looking around the fields now reveals nothing particularly dangerous-looking, bleeding tree aside...]

Maybe if we fall asleep in the dream we'll wake up in real life?

[parodeity]

...I mean, I could go for a nap.

[ IT'S A DECENT FIELD, MAYBE IF THEY LAY DOWN...AWAY FROM THE TREE... ]

[sharplydressed]

Well, unless we come up with anything better, let's give it a try.

[AWAY FROM THE TREE... He'll just lead the way over to a softer-looking patch of grass, far from the Ominous Blood Radius.]

[parodeity]

Short of killin' one of us, that seems like the best plan. And most people get mad when I suggest "what if we stab me a little", so.

[ he will flop down onto the grass, FAR AWAY FROM OMINOUSITY. ]

...This hasn't been so bad, though.