Event Twenty-One

[awashmods]

Sometimes I feel happy, Sometimes I feel sad. Sometimes I feel curious, Sometimes I feel mad. Sometimes I feel silly, Sometimes I feel surprised. How many feelings, Do I have inside?

t's another regular, normal day in the Town. There's absolutely nothing to show that anything could possibly be wrong; the birds are chirping, the sky is bright, and everything is absolutely, entirely wrong. This time, though? The problem is internal. Slowly, bit by bit, people are going to stop feeling entirely like themselves -- or maybe even stop feeling at all. And suddenly that nice, bright day doesn't seem quite so nice and not quite so bright any longer after all. Welcome to Awash's Twenty-First event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[pyrafect]

[ Hand slapped away, she lets it fall back to her side as he denies all the judgments and predictions she has given him so far, a flash of indignation in her eyes as he shouts.

He speaks of rights, but what rights--? The right to conquer the world, the right to destroy it along the way?

If he were in her world, it would be she who would be telling him that he has no right to speak of; she-- she and the other two of the trinity, at the behest of their Father, had created their world, their universe, the land the humans walk upon, had reconstructed it with the ground-up and left but remnants remnants of the old one as a reminder of what humans had become: selfish, terrible, destructive creatures.

They had made them, given them new life. They were the ones who had given them the opportunity once more to even think of constructing concepts like thrones and, and kingdoms, how dare he-- ]