to all;

[righteously]

Okay, look. We need to talk.

What the hell is going on around here? That whole 'make the summoned run around like trained jackasses' thing? Not kosher.

Before I say anything else, I'll be the first to admit, I didn't let the bug loose. It was a bad call, somebody got hurt, and I'm sorry. I really am. If I could go back knowing what it did, I'd have let it out in a heartbeat.

But that's the thing, isn't it? I mean, seriously. Let's break this whole thing down.

Those douchebags running the Free Cities (or Thorne, or Solvunn) drag us in from wherever we were, without asking, against our will.

A highly reclusive nation decides to let us come hang out for a Disney vacation in their deeply secretive community as a gesture of good faith.

At a time when Summoned from all three factions coincidentally happen to be hanging out in the same reclusive ass place, something mysterious and terrible happens. I don't know about the rest of you, but I, for one, am shocked it didn't go as planned.

Instead of sending guards, the Free Cities sends us freaking couriers with the most useless note in the history of the goddamn planet telling us to release a device we know nothing about, without telling us what it does, just that we need to be real friggin sketchy about it.

When not everybody obeys without question like good little soldiers, one of our own gets hurt, and they shake the shame finger at us like it's our own fault? Are you kidding me?

First of all, if they can send couriers they can send their own friggin guards to handle crap like this. Or, hell, have the damn couriers release the things, they have hands, they could've prepped the packages their own damn selves instead of foisting it off onto the people who didn't even ask to be here in the first place.

Second of all, even if they COULDN'T, how about they slap in a goddamn paragraph or two on what the thing is? If everything's all hunky dory, and all that little bitch does is provide a protective shield, who CARES if a note that was gonna SELF-DESTRUCT ANYWAY gets read over somebody's shoulder?

This whole thing reeks of grooming us to start following orders without full intel. Surely nothing will come of that. Except, oh wait, Libertas just got friggin' bombed. The continent's going to war, and we're getting played.

And here's the other thing: I'm pretty sure Free Cities kids weren't the only ones running around doing sketchy crap during the happy fun werewolf party. Thorne, Solvunn, you two wanna weigh in here? Bueller? Anyone?

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Comments

[techmaturgy]

Believe it or not, I do know what kinds of supplies are most useful in a situation like this.

[nadine_he_loves]

Well there you go. Somebody has to get things organized. Why not one of our resident geniuses? You're good at overseeing and organizing.

[techmaturgy]

I would rather not be in charge of anything, but these are extraordinary circumstances.

[nadine_he_loves]

You don't have to be 'in charge' to oversee things. I think there's enough of us anxious to do something that a little organization and direction is all that's needed.

[techmaturgy]

Yes, apparently, if tossing around conspiracy theories and pointing fingers is the best most of us can do.

[nadine_he_loves]

Emotions and tempers are high right now. People cope in all different ways. People after a disaster are a lot like kids, they need to have that energy focused and guided.

[techmaturgy]

You seem better suited to that than me.

[nadine_he_loves]

Then how about you can just tell people what to do? We can set it up all up in the clinic, take donations and put together care packages.

[techmaturgy]

I'll see you at the clinic soon, then.