Event Eighteen.

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Who told you so, dilly dilly, Who told you so? ‘Twas my own heart, dilly dilly, That told me so.

ouch is one of the most intimate, romantic ways to be close to someone else. The Town knows this very well -- the Town wants everyone to be as close as possible. Perhaps that's why this bonding is so...aggressive. Because you're in for quite the shock on this otherwise peaceful day when you brush against the next person on your path. Maybe you're going out of your way to touch people. Maybe you've got a terrible urge to just see what's lurking in someone's heart. Maybe you trip over a conveniently placed rock -- whatever the cause, you're getting an up close and personal look into someone else's heart. Welcome to Awash's eighteenth 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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[expulsions]

[He's glancing back and forth between the two Vals.]

I don't know if my heart would ever create more than one of me. [It might. He doesn't know yet, but he's still watching the prinnies crowd around.] And if we keep going would we find other versions of you, too?

[promissum]

["We wrote a new post about your exploits, dood!"]

That's likely. I have a lot of responsibilities, so it's like this in here.

[expulsions]

Lots of versions of you doing lots of things and...making penguins write about your adventures. [A teasing grin.] Think I could borrow them? I can think of a few publishers who'd want to hear about the last couple of summers.

[promissum]

I don't make them post. I only make them work.

As long as you pay them in sardines I can lend some to you.

[... Wait?]

You wrote down your life story?

[expulsions]

I don't have sardines on me, but I'll keep that in mind. [There's a pause...and he laughs nervously.] Sort of? It's complicated. [And meta.] Don't worry about it too much.

[promissum]

You can also pay them in HL, but you probably don't have that where you're from.

"Sort of"?

[expulsions]

Considering I have no idea what HL is, you're right, we probably don't have that. [He's still laughing though.] I was bribed, it worked out, and here we are. My mom's a writer, too.

[promissum]

HL is the currency of the Netherworld. [Says purple Val, though normal Val also agrees.]

Did she help you edit your story or was that all you?

[expulsions]

I might have some drachmas on me but I don't think the conversion rate's even. [There's a grin.] Just me. It's just a side thing, and it's not really about me? I've been writing guidebooks about other gods and heroes.

[Mira I regret all of this.]

[promissum]

HL has been suffering from inflation. Whatever you have is likely too much for the prinnies.

[Who are paid in sardines under Val.]

... Did you do research on all of it?

[expulsions]

Prinnies aren't very good with money, are they? [He's still watching them bop around because this is so. Fascinating. And weird.]

If by research you mean I've met some of these guys and heard stories? Yeah. Tons.

[promissum]

They aren't. They're also paid the least out of any class.

[They do their little penguin salute at both Vals and Percy. These ones at least have been well trained.]

I believe first hand research is meeting someone to write down their stories.

[expulsions]

Some of them were long gone by the time I was born so I had to hear the stories myself later. [...a salute to one of the prinnies? Sure.] But obviously all of that doesn't matter here since it's not like I can do much.

[...] Wait you pay these guys? I thought they were like prisoners.

[promissum]

I don't pay them. These ones are still in training.

Once they're done with me, they get shipped off to other demons. Those are the ones who pay them. How else do you think they're going to pay off their sins?

[expulsions]

Is it really paying off their sins if you're paying them for work? Or does the payment just go back to demons? [How do economics work??]

[promissum]

That's how they pay them off. Once they have enough they can go to a Death and reincarnated.

I believe in Celestia they're forced to do good deeds. Like picking up litter.