Entry tags:
[Open Catch-all][March]
Who: Mogget & you
When: All through March
Where: Specified in TLs
What: Open catch-all for March quests and such
Warnings: None yet
Warnings: Prompts in TLs inside the post, also open to wildcard prompts!
When: All through March
Where: Specified in TLs
What: Open catch-all for March quests and such
Warnings: None yet
Warnings: Prompts in TLs inside the post, also open to wildcard prompts!

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[And Momo doesn't seem to be unhappy with his choice, so there's that. Humans can be such interesting creatures, when Mogget takes the time to think about it (which he doesn't do very often).]
The Old Kingdom has more... determinism about in than anything beyond the Wall. The people in Ancelstierre are different, though I haven't spent time there in... [Hmm.]
A very long time.
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Was that where you came from or something? I'd prefer the one that values personal choice more, the idea of thinking everything's decided by stuff outside you always feels kinda...defeatist, almost.
[Like you're giving up your ability to choose and just going with what the world dictates for you.]
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[He shrugs one slender shoulder.
While Mogget is a cat, his facial expressions are easy to school. Cats don't really have the muscle range needed to make them and he conveys most things through his voice. Like this, though, things are a little more difficult.
He almost looks wistful as he speaks.]
But I have resided in the Old Kingdom for as long as anyone can remember, so that will suffice.
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Are you immortal, then? You've never really mentioned what exactly you are, but even in stories in my world, things that are meant to be immortal tend to rise and fall with belief. I was surprised how many actual immortals I ended up meeting here.
[Angels, demons, spirits, and so on. It's a curious thing for someone from a world as mundane as Momo's, but at the same time, he met so many so early that he's far more adjusted to the idea now than he was when he arrived.]
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[He looks down at his hands, lightly twisting his fingers together and then looking at his palms. Lines cross from one side to the other, the same as one might see on any human, though such a little detail isn't something he had put any conscious thought into. He runs the pad of one thumb across the lines on the opposite palm, then shakes his head.]
I'm not accustomed to talking about myself. [Mogget says then, and he lets out a soft huff through his nose.] I am immortal, effectively, because I am not really 'alive'. But neither am I dead. I simply am.
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That makes you sound like...well, not even a god, a force of nature or something. Though I don't have much direct experience with any of that except what I've been told here.
[As he mentioned, that sort of thing is relegated to just stories in his world.]
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In the Old Kingdom there are no gods, because it is known how the world came to be, how the Charter came to be, and why things are the way they are. Beyond the wall in Ancelstierre, where magic is often not believed in or even outright denied, perhaps things are different.]
You might understand me that way. [Mogget concedes eventually, giving Momo a sidelong look.]
At least I was, once.
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Yeah, I figured you didn't keep the status when you got turned into a cat. Powers like that don't get punished very often in the stories in my world, but then, I figure it's different when people are actually dealing with that in person.
[There's plenty of fiction about people fighting gods in his world, at least, even if nobody's actually had to do it in real life.]
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My power wasn't taken. It was bound. I still have it.
[And yet... Mogget knows that when he's freed he becomes an entirely different beast. Something cruel and angry that wants nothing more than revenge. He's never given it too much thought, because why wouldn't he want to pay back those who had taken so much from him, and the family bloodline that had perpetuated it?
Since meeting Sabriel, and during his time in this strange place, he had begun to wonder... couldn't there be more to life than that?]
The collar I wear keeps me bound in that shape. The collar, and the bell.