Terre Haute

[paradisamods]

[Today, our intrepid explorers have finally made it to Terre Haute. It’s mostly grassland, and on the outskirts small spotted lions, about the size of leopards prowl around. They seem to be more interested in the strange antelope running around than in any people, however. Towards the edge, lies a cliff face, looking out to sea, on occasion giant whales can be seen breaching the water.

Of the weird thing they came to look for, in the distance is a cylindrical shape, lying on its side. But between them and it is a strange village. One made up of excessively tall wooden huts, all of which have electric lights, turned on, though how they’re creating such power is a mystery, they are still very much inside the dead zone.

The residents of this off little village are wandering around, going about their buisess. The residents being a group of bemused looking giraffes. Perhaps you will even see some familiar non-giraffe faces milling about.

Welcome to Terre Haute]

[[GRASSLANDS AND CLIFFS | TOWN SQUARE | JUICE BAR | DANCE HALL | THE ESCALATOR | MIRROR CONTROL ROOM ]]

Comments

[eaglet]

It will be less once everyone here has had their fill.

[assassino]

True, I suppose, but I would only bring back whatever has great value. There are plenty of animals about.

[eaglet]

Yes, but why kill them if you do not have to? There should be a reason for death, even if it is an animal.

[assassino]

[Shrug.]

The thrill of the hunt, of course.

[eaglet]

[He doesn't even know what to say to that!]

To hunt only for the sake of hunting is pointless.

[assassino]

Enjoyment is pointless to you, then?

[eaglet]

I do not find enjoyment in taking lives, even those of animals. It is simply what must be done.

[assassino]

[Mildly dismissive.]

They are just animals, Connor.

[eaglet]

[He gestures widely at the animals, frowning.]

They are living things. It is disrespectful to them and to whatever god created them to kill them thoughtlessly.

[assassino]

It isn't thoughtless. It is for entertainment, for sport.

[eaglet]

How is this not thoughtless? Animals are not created for your amusement, Ezio.

[assassino]

[This look.]

Connor, do not moralize at me. If you truly believe that animals were created by God as living things that deserve respect as humans do, then you would not kill them even for food.

[eaglet]

[THE MOST OFFENDED LOOK IMAGINABLE.]

Do you think your god just dropped animals onto the Earth without thought? They are here because they have a purpose, just like you and me and everyone else. It is the animal's purpose to provide us food from their meat and clothing from their skin, just as it is the purpose of plants to provide us with medicine and food and weapons.

To treat an animal as simple sport is to disrespect the Creator and the gifts he has given us. It is ungrateful.

[assassino]

So if I hunt a deer for sport and then happen to use his antlers in decoration, then the animal has been stripped of purpose? Christ, Connor, my people raise cattle and pigs and birds for slaughter and food, animals that have been ours since birth and bred for the very purpose of meat and material. It is not a sin nor crime to take a wild animal once in a while for the pleasure of sport.

[eaglet]

[Yeah, raising animals for slaughter creeps him out too, so that's... not winning you any points, Ezio......

Connor just huffs and points at him.]

Fine. You do what you wish, but I will not be a part of it.

[And he turns around to stomp away. Teenagers!]

[assassino]

[He rolls his eyes.]

Go on, then, but you'll never be an Assassin if you bleed for every single life.

[eaglet]

[TEMPLAR LIONS, EZIO???

He calls over his shoulder.]

I will kill when necessary, but I will not take pleasure in it.

[assassino]

[Yelling back, so mature:]

When you come back, you'd best be ready for the worst training session of your life!

[eaglet]

[Wow if Connor knew that flipping somebody off was a thing, he would be doing that right now. JERK.]

[assassino]

[UR GONNA GET BEAT KIDDO]