A joke? Not at all. Unruly? Without a doubt.


METATRON: not a joke, but from my perspective, oddly unwarranted.
MURRIT: >([unwarranted?]
MURRIT: >([you think you have any breathing room to call this situation unwarranted?]
METATRON: i feel as if you don’t know who you’re talking to.
MURRIT: >([i feel as if you don’t either.]
METATRON: oh, pardon.
METATRON: i was being literal, that wasn’t a threat against your character.
METATRON: as the time player, i’m sure you had certain expectations you felt would be met.
METATRON: i’m equally as sure gusion hashed a lot of those misconceptions out with you before your land formed.
METATRON: but what you may not know is that i am not exactly the figure you think you are talking to, actually.
METATRON: the others don’t even know i have a true connection to him. they may eventually if circumstances allow it.
METATRON: i’m simply an extension of his processing power, a method of access and memory across your game session that eventually gets back to him, while also allowing direct aid to those who are unable to meet him personally.
METATRON: so in short, he can hear you, but you aren’t talking to him directly.
METATRON: what he sees and what i do are not mutually exclusive, but rarely do they meld together at the same point.
MURRIT: >([shut up.]