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Mister Daddy Priest is In [OPEN]

Who: Wolfwood and YOU
What: Wolfwood's confessional is open!
When: Any time throughout the month
Where: The Church
Warnings: will tag if needed

[A message appears on the Netbook!]

oi

the confessional is open again

come by the church 3PM-5PM if you want to make a confession. leave one shell as payment

whatever you say will be completely confidential btw

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...Yeah, probably, but I feel like any sane priest would listen for a few seconds and turn me away.

So, how about it? You feelin' sane today?

Try me.

... [ Silence, at first. Allen takes in a little breath before he finally starts to talk. ]

How does God love people? Is it like mother's love their children? Because it doesn't seem like it. Does He at all, then?
What is His plan? Why do people talk about it like everything is set in stone? Can destiny not be changed? Why or why not? What determines your fate? Why are some people muck in for fate and some people just people? How do you be just people? What is fate? Can it be changed? Does that inherently make God angry if you do? Does God have anything to do with fate or is fate it's own thing? Is "fate" just another word for things people think are going to happen and it's not a real guiding force or anything?
If God is angry when you help "bad people", who decides who those "bad people" are? Everything is nuanced, isn't it? What makes someone bad? People talk about Heaven and Hell, but what does that mean for condemned "innocent" people and saved "bad" people? What about the people who were damned by the people God is supposed to care about? Why do they get damnation?
If God loves me so much, why does he hate people who help me? Can he, like, fuck off, maybe? Shouldn't He have more faith in humans to take care of their damned selves? Why does He have to go messing with things and muck-up people's lives?

[Wh-

WHUH]

Take a breath, chatterbox!!

[Oh my god he's stressed. He doesn't even remember any of what he was asked because he just got information overloaded.]

Pick your favorite question. One question. Lemme answer that one first, yeah??

All of those questions are related to one another, though. If I don’t say them all out loud, then you’re gonna answer just one, and I’m gonna forget all the other questions because your answer is gonna get me new ones!

[ Huff. ]

I don’t have a favorite. Which one stood out to you?

Okay, well. I do got one thing I need clarified...you talk about God hatin' you like you know for a fact how he feels.

Can you elaborate on that?

[ Allen laughs, bitterly. ] Oh, no, no. You misunderstand. God does not hate me. God loves me.

That's the problem.

It's kind of a long story? But. Sure, footnotes. God wants someone who can overcome all despair and still have it in him to love and forgive and etcetera and so on.

And I'm His fun little science project. Yaaaayyy...

Oh. So you're one of those.

[Well that's unfortunate as hell.]

So it's actual God doin' this to you? Not like...people who worship God doin' it to you in his name?

Mmh. His angel. So like, yes to both?

..mm.

[...]

So lemme ask you somethin'. Do you know what your God's goal is? Like his plan, once all's said and done?

...No.

...

I haven't read the whole Bible yet, so- [ Allen- ]

Join the club, neither have I. We got a bunch here in the church, if you. I dunno. Decide to do some light reading.

[Haha lol lmao]

Look...I don't think the answers you're lookin' for are gonna be there, either. Nobody...can really claim to know what God's plan is, for anyone, or anything.

I'm sorry if you've been fucked with in lieu of that.

Wh... how can you call yourself a priest if you hadn't read the Bible? Is that legal????

I don't know if God knows what His plan is. Seems the sort of wanker to just throw things at a wall and see what sticks.

Hence "science project".

I never said I was a good one.

[So, you know. Jot that down.]

...let's try a different one.

You talked about "fate". I don't really believe in that. People like to use the word "fate" when somethin' happens they don't know how to explain. Turns out, a lot of the shit that happens in the world is unexplainable, and seems insane or completely random. Unfair...cruel.

But if you ask me, some of us are just unlucky, and people are nasty motherfuckers. God don't got nothin' to do with that.

… I’ve always been told it’s… like your path. Predetermined, and absolute. Or so they say. To me, people don’t use it to explain the unexplainable, they use it as their faith. That things will happen, regardless of your choices.

That I will kill someone I care about. That I will bring end to the Holy War. That I will cease to exist. That there’s no use trying to change any of that — it’s my “fate”.

…

But I don’t think that’s true. I think waiting for fate it’s stupid. Why would I not fight against it? It can’t be absolute. I’ll find a way to break it.

[...oh you're going through some SHIT, huh.]

Listen. No matter what people tell you, or how convincing they sound, you've always got a choice. I don't care if it's your "destiny" or whatever.

[Wolfwood grimaces, then he sits closer to the dividing wall between them.]

I'm stuck in the situation I'm in 'cause I made the choice to be in it. Don't mean it's any less shitty, but. It's still my choice. You can't let anybody take that from you.

[ He hadn’t meant to just lay everything out. Maybe this is why confessionals are set up like this? Not seeing the other person… helps. Makes it easier to rant- ]

…What’s your situation?

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[Yeah...and Wolfwood hadn't meant to implicate his own situation, but sometimes you just say things without thinking.

He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose.]

...you sure you wanna know? This confession's for you, not me.

I do.

...

Should we swap sides? [ Allen- ]

Wh- no? Why would we do that?

[Well you see if YOU'RE the one confessing-]

Isn't that how it works? The confess-er is on this side? Or does that not matter?

Look, it just- it don't matter which side you're on, okay? Do you wanna hear it or not?

[Before he changes his mind.]

Sorry! Sorry. Okay. I'm listening!

[...right, then. He's stalled for long enough.

Wolfwood sighs, an old familiar sensation of dread washing over him.]

I was taken by a cult when I was a kid. They raised me to do their dirty work. Get rid of people they need to disappear. And since I was small and didn't know better, they were able to experiment with me as much as they wanted.

[...]

I stay so they don't take other kids to replace me.

[ So, it's not too far off from what Kanda had experienced. Only difference being... the Black Order tended to be a mixed bag of morality a lot of the time. Even the people who made Kanda had varying qualms about what they were doing - many regretting it, even. From the way Wolfwood talks about this, though, there is no such gray morals. ]

...That's awful. Did... did they threaten to do that if you left, or...? Does your world not have laws or enforcement to... protect children like that?

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