Avaritia Arrival Log

[cancrymods]

AVARITIA

It's Vegas, baby! Oh wait, I already made that joke on the location page... With Esme's iron-fisted reign brought to an end and the Executors given time to take a very well-earned break, it finally comes down to descend to the next layer of Purgatory. Thankfully, with this being the group as a whole's second descent, things are a little less nerve-wracking this time around... maybe. Hopefully. ... Probably. Welcome to Avaritia. Feel free to use this arrival log to chronicle your initial misadventures in the Greed Layer of Purgatory. As noted in the location page, several locations will require further investigation if you'd like to get some information on them, so get investigating! Drop a comment down to the Investigation Request subheader if you'd like to explore. Get out there and have fun!

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[schardynfreude]

[He blinks down at her, a little baffled, a touch bewildered. Ah - perhaps as the scientific type, she thinks everything must be literal? Physical? That seems--

--familiar?--

--impractical.]

Is it not enough to simply be? Must it be a mechanism, rather than simply...ethereal?

[mementomoritz]

[She frowns in the vaguely grumpy manner of someone encountering a recurring pet peeve and gestures with her hands as she talks.]

Ethereality is still a form of reality- it might not work how we expect, but it has to work somehow. Matter doesn't go by the same rules as energy, yes, but energy is still a thing that exists. These chips exist.

Even if the whole thing ends up being more like philosophy than physics, I still want to know the philosophical underpinnings. ...and if there's deities handling it, I'd appreciate the courtesy of at least a five-minute interview.

[SHE WANTS TO KNOW THINGS, DARN IT.]

[schardynfreude]

Do the chips exist?

[mementomoritz]

If they do, I'm going to find out.

[Her determination is powerful.]

[schardynfreude]

...Huh. I suppose if the physical existence of the afterlife means that much to you, then that's something to work toward.

[mementomoritz]

Mm-hm! It's nice to have a goal in mind. [She's staying positive.] I've already confirmed the existence of myself, as a consciousness, because I'm capable of asking myself that question! Although, of course, you can't take my word for that.

[schardynfreude]

And yet I certainly do trust you on that point. I think this is all getting a bit philosophical now... [MORE than a bit!] But I suppose we are in the afterlife, with our immortal spirits, talking about the idea of sins as some mutable property.

[mementomoritz]

If we turn out to be characters in some kind of self-aware morality play, I hope I'm a metaphor for something interesting.

[Well, at least she's taking existentialism with good grace.]

[schardynfreude]

[That seems to pull a surprised little laugh out of him.] Medic, I can promise you, there is no possible reality in which you are anything boring.