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[explosivecombat]

With matters of one's heart and soul so close in mind, due to the recent holiday and all the romantic connotations therein, I ask that you forgive the possibly morbid nature of the question I have for you tonight:

The state or condition of one's soul is often brought into question when their deeds are brought to light or held up for scrutiny; the concept of the damned and those destined for salvation aren't new concepts by far. However, I have to ask what that means for all of you - do you accept your soul as existing only as a metaphysical concept, a matter of faith, something unproven and intangible? Or is it something undeniable where you come from, not a matter of faith but rather proven to exist? Does it fail to exist for you at all?

Or, perhaps, is it something else entirely - something that was rendered from one of the above options into another?

I suppose I should apologize for such heavy subject matter; I imagine some will find it rude to attempt to quantify such a thing. However, it's been something I've had reason to consider lately, so no apology is forthcoming.

Comments

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

That's usually the case. Some choose to believe out of faith, and some don't due to a so called lack of evidence. I am forced to assume that this lack of evidence is simply because they've never tried to summon a squadron of ghosts to crush their enemies. Otherwise, they'd have little room for disbelief.

[explosivecombat]

[.................]

How did you manage to summon the undead like that, anyway?

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Since I wasn't the one who actually performed the ritual, I'm not certain as to how it was actually possible. But I do know that it involved calling the souls of those who met an unpleasant end and tethering them to objects they owned in life.

[explosivecombat]

[...OH MY GOD, COBRA...]

...well, with that in mind, I can see where they may have been a bit angry with you.

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

If anything, they should have directed their anger at the witch who performed the ritual, not me.

Why have you been dwelling on this topic anyway? Is it anything that needs to be brought to my attention?

[Cobra just wants to know if someone's going to drop some sort of soul bomb or something on one of the cities.]

[explosivecombat]

It's nothing to worry about; there's no threat to this world, to my knowledge, and death seems to be as little a concern as ever.

It's something relevant to my own world; something that I think about from time to time. Nothing more.

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Very well. Then I won't concern myself with it.

[But he will start thinking about developing some sort of soul weapon.]

[explosivecombat]

[...oh my god, thank you for believing him and having a rational reaction to "don't worry about it," as opposed to jumping down his throat and demanding to know what he's hiding.

Or at the very least, thank you for acknowledging that it is none of your business.]

Excellent.

Ah, Commander - the weekend of the second of March. Are you occupied at that time? We have further plans to discuss.

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

No. There's nothing keeping me from attending a meeting on that date.

[explosivecombat]

Good. Would the same location as last time be acceptable?

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Yes, that will be fine.

[explosivecombat]

Excellent. I'll see you then.

[Aaaaand end feed.]