Accountability.

[explosivecombat]

There are all sorts of secrets to this place, really, ways to get from place to place reasonably unnoticed. Some of those ways involve the ability to shift one's appearance, some of them involve shadows and vessels and darkness; for those without those sorts of gifts, though, one has to rely on more conventional means. Panels and doorways, joins and seams that don't join up quite right; portions of the wall that will open up if you manipulate them properly. The Conductor himself tends to rely on the latter; he is, after all, entirely human. He's thin, as though he doesn't eat terribly much, but his clothes are immaculate and sharply-tailored, a suit and long coat all in white and shades of pale grey; his hair is long, trailing at least halfway down his back in a thin, tightly-tied ponytail, and his eyes are cold when he moves to stand at the thirtieth podium – it's not his, it never has been, but it's going to do for now. He doesn't seem anxious at all about being here; there's nothing nervous in his demeanor, and he's keeping his head up, perfectly willing to look everyone in the face. There's a definite arrogance about him, as is probably to be expected, though he'll certainly acknowledge everyone once he's there – when he bows it's enough to be respectful, but not nearly enough to expose the back of his neck. When he speaks, his voice is recognizable but it's quiet, far moreso than one would assume him to be based on the volume of the intercom alone; his tone is even, almost unsettlingly calm given the circumstances, though there's a hardness to it that never quite goes away. "It's a pleasure to speak to all of you in person; I'd say that it's almost a shame that the circumstances have to be what they are, but I'm not going to insult your intelligence like that." He straightens up then; the smile he's offering is understated, but it's not particularly nice. "I understand that we have a fair amount to discuss; shall we begin?" Your host for the evening, everyone; let's start.

Comments

[explosivecombat]

The Gate is more or less the source of the world's power, as I understand it; everything with a soul has a connection to the Gate. If you can affect the Gate, you can change the world, far more directly than trying to influence the world in a more indirect manner.

Again, this is how things were explained to me when I signed on for this.

...I wouldn't say that anyone has taken over as God of your worlds, however. I don't believe that's possible without direct interference in ways that would probably end everything, where you're from. It might not, but the chances of it being catastrophic are too high to bother attempting.

[sunsong]

O...kay.

[ She kind of thinks she maybe gets it. Possibly. ]

So you said us comin' here was just an accident, and that you asked for us partly for your entertainment. But the rest...did this have anything to do with testin' God's powers...?

[explosivecombat]

Precisely.

As I've said, we haven't found our limits yet; this was part of seeing what could and couldn't be done.

Our world is more or less done for, remember; we didn't have much to lose.

[sunsong]

Somehow I feel like someone who became God wouldn't want to give it up and live in an ended world. Has this boss of yours been considerin' going to a different world once he figured out his limits? Or...a different timeline, or somethin'?

[explosivecombat]

I'd imagine so, yes.

[sunsong]

[ figures

how do you kill god, sol wonders to herself, like this isn't at all something that will likely be troublesome ]

Do we get to put that fucker on trial?

[explosivecombat]

No.

I wouldn't recommend it even after all of this is over, anyway.

[blazeit]

So how do we end all of this, anyway. We've talked for a while, but... do we just get to ask as many questions as we want? And then when we're good, we get to execute you or something?

[sunsong]

You know we're like, terrible at taking your recommendations, right. I somehow figure a group that includes me an' Bakugou and Tabby and all these other crazy assholes might actually go "put god on trial? sure why not".

...I mean, yeah, it's probably a terrible idea, but we're terrible ideas inc and someone has to do something about a homicidal maniac who can breech dimensions.

[blazeit]

Yeah, I'm not even gonna lie, God sounds like he's an even bigger asshole than you are because at least you're... you know.. a self-aware smug asshole, and this God guy is some asshole with a god complex that went next level.

[sunsong]

If somethin' ain't done about the person behind the person behind this shit, who's to say we can't just get yanked back here? Or that he won't just, you know, go on murderin' entire countries or even worlds?

[ ... ]

I'm not okay with leavin' that as is. I'll stake my life on endin' anything like that.

[icysemblance]

That makes two of us.

[sunsong]

Yeah, I didn't figure you'd call it quits after offin' King Asshole over there.

[icysemblance]

We have too much to do to call it after that.

[blazeit]

Yeah, same. Honestly, if not killing this asshole right away is gonna help us get closer to tracking down that asshole, wouldn't it be a better move to put it off?

[ Assuming this asshole is gonna help them

which

lbr would he do that... ]

[sunsong]

That's the only reason I'd agree to put it off. I want a meetin' with God, because I have some serious fuckin' complaints.

[blazeit]

Seriously. Starting from "what the fuck is wrong with you?" and then second is probably "the fuck did you do with my quirk".

[sunsong]

Third is "but seriously why did you hire someone who screams asshole from every pore".

Also fourth should be punchin' in their sure-to-be-smug face.

[blazeit]

[ TWO THUMBS UP THIS IS A GOOD PLAN

THAT THEY BARELY THOUGHT THROUGH

BUT IT IS GOOD IN THEORY!! ]