Fourth Dispatch: It's Not What You Think. Voice.
Dear Fellow Residents of Luceti,
Wouldn't it be entertaining to put on some Games here in Luceti? Not that the Cultural Fair wasn't amusing, or any of the other activities going on here -- but true gladiatorial games. The pitting of one creature against another! Think of the thrill and drama and the release that goes along with that sort of entertainment! And here in Luceti we are ideally suited for a very exciting Games indeed.
Who would you sponsor or volunteer for this entertainment? Or would it all be...
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Pokey-mans? I find human beings MUCH more interesting to watch, personally.
Wouldn't it be entertaining to put on some Games here in Luceti? Not that the Cultural Fair wasn't amusing, or any of the other activities going on here -- but true gladiatorial games. The pitting of one creature against another! Think of the thrill and drama and the release that goes along with that sort of entertainment! And here in Luceti we are ideally suited for a very exciting Games indeed.
Who would you sponsor or volunteer for this entertainment? Or would it all be...
[There is a pause here.]
Pokey-mans? I find human beings MUCH more interesting to watch, personally.
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Because they really don't care that you'll get hurt.
And those are just the reasons off the top of my head.
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Best to continue smoothly. Confidently.]
Trust me -- I'd be very poor entertainment indeed! No, these games would be for those truly adept at creating excitement and pathos for the crowds! There is unity in that sort of thing, you know.
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But you'll happily watch someone else who can't fight get beaten to the ground, because you find it fun and someone volunteered them.
Do people die in your world? In these games you're so fond of? People who have no choice in the matter.
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But the ideal is generally to live to a ripe old age and die in your sleep, not get slaughtered while people take bets on your survival.
And then of course, you have the ones who die and stick around afterwards. Angrily.
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[Sometimes it does indeed keep her up at night.]
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Nevermind.
[One should not think about what the President gets up to in his dreams or even in his waking moments.]
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[She follows this up quickly:]
It's only because today I thought...I thought I heard a baby.
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[He raises an eyebrow curiously at that.]
A baby? Where?
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If it helps, this baby seemed to be part of...part of a memory.
[A horrible, horrible memory that she usually tried to justify or just not remember at all.]
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[He pauses for a moment and wonders if there's a tactful way of telling someone that they're probably crazy and hallucinating.]
Huh... strong memories can cause ghosts but... I'd say the child had to have been there at some point.