There didn't seem to be a good time during the port, so I hope you don't mind that I'm leaving you this note. I wanted to thank you for what you did to help me during the jailbreak, and also, to apologize.
In the few weeks since the spell was broken, I've come to understand some of the less obvious ways a spell like that could hurt people -- hurt I never intended to inflict. I'm sorry for the suffering you experienced as a result of my actions, and I am resolved not to make the mistake again. You're a good friend.
If you ever want to talk D, D & EMD, or the uses of Earth-adjacent plants, just say the word!
[Bodhi spends some time contemplating this rather odd gesture. He can't help being a little... flattered? Paper still feels fancy to him. There's a formality to it as a result, though, and that's just a bit weird. He thought they got along fine, and frankly there's nothing so weighty in the confession of some culpability that hasn't come up in general conversation.
That and being complimented, however mildly, always short circuits his brain for a bit.
In the end, he's too timid to say anything on weightier subjects, but he does force himself to concede a point in gratitude for, well, whatever recognition this is.]
[Oooh, that's a tough question. If Iris is going to be in it, they're kind of ignoring each other right now, and Ford doesn't want to deal with whatever petty revenge he's under the impression Iris would take if they were in a game together. Yes, he apologized, and yes, they had a text conversation, but he's not sure he wants to be in a room with someone who he thinks wants to make him feel bad.]
I'm not sure that's a good idea. My relationships with some of the people who used to play in it are a bit strained.
Pen and paper, folded up and taped to Bodhi's cabin door
There didn't seem to be a good time during the port, so I hope you don't mind that I'm leaving you this note. I wanted to thank you for what you did to help me during the jailbreak, and also, to apologize.
In the few weeks since the spell was broken, I've come to understand some of the less obvious ways a spell like that could hurt people -- hurt I never intended to inflict. I'm sorry for the suffering you experienced as a result of my actions, and I am resolved not to make the mistake again. You're a good friend.
If you ever want to talk D, D & EMD, or the uses of Earth-adjacent plants, just say the word!
Stanford Pines
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That and being complimented, however mildly, always short circuits his brain for a bit.
In the end, he's too timid to say anything on weightier subjects, but he does force himself to concede a point in gratitude for, well, whatever recognition this is.]
Maybe you can help me try to put together a game?
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[He'd just feel a little better with backup.]
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I'm not sure that's a good idea. My relationships with some of the people who used to play in it are a bit strained.
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[Famous last words for a DM.]
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I lost this completely, feel free to ignore if it's too old.