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I was shown by Noctis how to adjust my implant's text-to-speech settings
It's my hope that by the end of the week very few of you will sound like an overenthusiastic woman
Select the voice you want to be represented by using the link below
It'll go a long way in helping me to distinguish your messages from other people's
Thanks
[LINK]
( kaladin's implant reads to him in tiktok's "female-original" voice, but there are so many more to choose from. if you're savvy, you can even record clips of your own and have them uploaded so that it's your voiceβpersonallyβtelling this idiot to stop using bar soap to wash his hair.
feel free to go wild with it. he'll have no fucking idea. )
It's my hope that by the end of the week very few of you will sound like an overenthusiastic woman
Select the voice you want to be represented by using the link below
It'll go a long way in helping me to distinguish your messages from other people's
Thanks
[LINK]
( kaladin's implant reads to him in tiktok's "female-original" voice, but there are so many more to choose from. if you're savvy, you can even record clips of your own and have them uploaded so that it's your voiceβpersonallyβtelling this idiot to stop using bar soap to wash his hair.
feel free to go wild with it. he'll have no fucking idea. )
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And we? We would eat you alive. Do you think I'm possibly the worst? I'll give you a little secret, Big Hero.
I'm one of the ones least likely to gut you, loot you, and leave you in the gutter.
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Does anyone like you yet
I'm worried someone's going to bum-rush you in an alley for acting like the only person in the universe who's ever suffered
You need an ally or twenty
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You know, I didn't even bring that up. Perhaps I should ask you the same, hm?
Besides, I know how to keep allies when I need them.
[ he says. not really answering the question. ]
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You'll have to ask them while you're telling everyone I called you effeminate
Have you needed allies yet Silco
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But I am genuinely surprised about the second
Would you ever consider asking me for help
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I would have to be either dying, or extremely desperate.
But I am a logical man, and do not discount the possibility of anything.
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I may dislike you Silco but I won't let you die when you have a kid here to protect
Consider my help line open to you and yours
My only request is you don't issue fake calls where you leave your business card on the ground for me to find
You can mock me but I ask you not to interfere with my duties as a paramedic
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[ He's glad it made an impact π ]
Don't worry, next time I call, I'll be sure someone is really hurt.
[ That's.
Ominous. ]
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What's wrong with you
Your daughter is here
You need to be smarter
Watch your words
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But. There's a gem in his rooms. How long had he protected that so carefully, from the delusion β it had to be a delusion now that they are here? Was it all a lie? He wanted to now rip her head from her neck β of what he'd been fed a world away. How desperately he'd clung to it. How he'd so carefully protected it, how threatened it had been. How he'd slowly descended into madness, turning everyone against him, escalating a war, and then very nearly losing it.
Oh, he'd gotten so close. He knew how would have been lost. Had it been a lie? Could he do anything? How could he have done anything but the choice he'd made? But had he damned everything? No, no. Time had moved on. It had been a lie.
It had been a lie. ]
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[ yeah.
as if he wouldn't do anything for her. ]
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An offer that extends to family because I know how hard it is to lose someone important
So why are you still trying to goad me
I don't think you need to coddle her
But don't try to take any of her potential allies away by association
I wouldn't refuse to assist her if she ever needed it but others might if you treat them poorly
Please heed me
π i wake-a up, i type-a the tl;dr
Silco even knows it. There is that burning, furious little reminder of his time in Kenos. In how every single person, every ally, they were all out to get him. They would have burned him and everything he worked for, if it would have alleviated the war, if he'd shown them an ounce of weakness. Set had been the one β the only one he trusted with this. The only person who knew she existed, a crystalline soul that he'd so desperately clutched, trying to burn down worlds and people alike. He'd killed gods for her to live β no, no, Set would have told him, it was because he wanted to selfishly, but the god had directly confronted their seat of power, he had to β and it had made things worse. They would have killed him. He would have died. He knew they hated him. They wanted to put an end to him. They would have used any means necessary.
That perfect gem he still holds β they would have cracked it without a care for who was in it. None of them had understood, there, precisely what Silco was fighting for.
They would do it here too. He had people, of course. Set, Tezca, there was also...
But would it be enough? What if she was outside where they all were? What if she needed help? Would Ereshkigal help her? Sebastian? (He would have no choice, twicefold still. But after that?)
Kaladin is right. Silco will never admit that Kaladin is right. ]
I think you are greatly underestimating Jinx's capabilities, if you think that she needs me to forge a path for her.
She's going to run circles around the rest of you. I do not need you to lecture me on how to watch over my daughter. This place is not nearly so hostile that I have to look over my shoulder with every step, after all.
[ He's right. He's right, and that makes him want to fight it more ]
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But when has the capability of our families ever dictated the level of worry we feel for them
On Roshar I'm one of the most powerful men alive yet my parents will always be concerned about me and wish to protect me
It's not an underestimation
It's love
I'll say no more about it
I don't think I need to
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He thinks of wringing his neck, of finding him and carving something into his skin to remind him how dangerous that is, of hiring someone to rip his spine out of his neck and β
The implants hum in his head, reminding him of their presence.
He hates him. He hates how he says this with an easy astuteness. How damned simple he makes it when it is nothing but that. ]
You should remember to say nothing about it at all. It is our business, not yours.
[ He says after a long, long ten minutes of internal raging, which means mostly lighting a cigar and pouring a drink and breathing heavy in his rooms where nobody can see him be angry.
No, he wouldn't let him know how... deeply dangerous that was. Maybe if he doesn't, he will forget it. ]
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so, when the line becomes a fissure, he backs down. )
Very well Silco