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caughtinanetwork2013-08-03 10:17 pm
goodnightsweetlisteners) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-08-03 10:17 pm
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[Voice]
[The voice post begins with Cecil sounding quite...uncertain, even frightened] H-Hello? Night Vale? I certainly hope you can hear me.
I hope...someone, anyone, can hear me.
I seem to have fallen through some kind of interdimensional portal into a strange underwater city. I'm currently wet, which is quite irritating since my captors don't appear to have brought along my emergency disaster suitcase, or even a single change of clothing. But... I don't appear to be in any pain, or any obvious danger, actually. [His voice is slowly becoming stronger, and actually sounds quite normal at this point, sonorous, and calm]
I have arrived in a plaza at what I surmise to be the approximate centre of town. According to the literature the natives have provided to me, the coral at the centre of the plaza is named Lamufo, and is the dark god of this strange place.
The natives all appear to be extremely pleasant. At this point, I can only assume that this is meant to lull me into a false sense of security, before they devour me or sacrifice me to their deity. I certainly hope that I can find a way home before they do so.
If this message reaches you, Night Vale, please accept my apology. It seems that you may be deprived of my show for some time. Perhaps even...forever.
I hope...someone, anyone, can hear me.
I seem to have fallen through some kind of interdimensional portal into a strange underwater city. I'm currently wet, which is quite irritating since my captors don't appear to have brought along my emergency disaster suitcase, or even a single change of clothing. But... I don't appear to be in any pain, or any obvious danger, actually. [His voice is slowly becoming stronger, and actually sounds quite normal at this point, sonorous, and calm]
I have arrived in a plaza at what I surmise to be the approximate centre of town. According to the literature the natives have provided to me, the coral at the centre of the plaza is named Lamufo, and is the dark god of this strange place.
The natives all appear to be extremely pleasant. At this point, I can only assume that this is meant to lull me into a false sense of security, before they devour me or sacrifice me to their deity. I certainly hope that I can find a way home before they do so.
If this message reaches you, Night Vale, please accept my apology. It seems that you may be deprived of my show for some time. Perhaps even...forever.
[VOICE]
What sort of group are you the leader of, Karkat? Is it a book club or something?
...Huh. So we're immortal, now?
[VOICE]
[He does not get you, Cecil.]
It's not a book club or anything. It's a team of us who played this game called Sgrub, which, long story short, destroyed civilization for our home planet, indirectly caused the extinction of the rest of our species barring us and the Empress, and ultimately led us to create the universe that contains earth.
But no, immortal isn't what I'd call it. Not for certain, at least. I don't exactly know if people die permanently with old age or crap like that.
[VOICE]
Immortality is never certain. Except when it is.
[VOICE]
And that was utterly pointless to say. Do you feel proud of yourself for your own inanity?
[VOICE]
Maybe you just missed the point I was making. All I'm saying is... even if you think you're immortal, you can never be sure. But when you do die, then you know.
[VOICE]
That is a stupid way to put it. Restating your point doesn't make it less dumb, genius!
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