[text] @AMBASSADOR; PAGING ALL CLOWNS; [open]

[prophetable]

[While the cats are away, the mice will play. Or, in this case, a previously unknown username appears on the network at an odd time.]

So, which one of you tore down my lighthouse?

[It's to the point, at least. A companion log to this network post is located here!]

Comments

[unwieldy]

you'll have to find a new way of introducing yourself now.

what happened to you that you had to be replaced?

[prophetable]

[Hubris. But he's not gonna say that.]

I was working on something. Unfortunately, I made a miscalculation. Spirits aren't particularly forgiving of certain mistakes.

[unwieldy]

[ He's keeping up with some of the other conversations that sprouted from this post and... ]

and you're going right back to it.

let me help.

[prophetable]

[Interesting response! Despite a myriad of trust issues that we'll get into later, Diode certainly considers it.]

I intend to.

[And he has to admit that not having help was definitely part of his problem before. It only took being effectively dead to the afterlife for who knows how long to realize that maybe he can't do everything all by himself. Incredible!]

Really, it depends on what talents you have, but beggars can't be choosers. You're free to do what you like. I won't stop you.

[unwieldy]

i'm better with research than i am running around trying to get myself killed like a lot of the people do here.

and i'm sitting on my ass when i'm not repairing lanterns. i have the time.

[prophetable]

Works for me. Congratulations, you're hired.

[Assistant to the Ambassador. A prestigious title.]

[unwieldy]

[ Just don't call him that to his face! ]

contact me when you've got yourself set up.