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[jadus]

[Jadus is standing somewhere in the Jeopardy desert, his featureless mask glinting in the sunlight. His voice is as calm and emotionless as ever.]

It is clear that many are blind to our situation. Many may find a digest of current knowledge useful.

( [A general-purpose primer on the metaplot essentials follows.] )

This concludes my report for the general imPort population. I now turn my attention to those of my own galaxy, for I have questions.

( [Jadus has been wondering these things for months. Now, he finally asks.] )

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[adamantlyardent]

The hour is late and prime for introspection of a somber nature. Perhaps some of you awake will be keen on entertaining a question or two in that vein to pass the hours. I may yet be too young and naive to even presume to ask, but then...no one is being forced to answer me, either.

I assume many among us found themselves here in the midst of or proceeding important events -- the sort of which may be quite excruciating or merely troublesome to be interrupted. Yet for most, the days come and go -- many, many sunrises and sunsets, idle hours and chaotic seconds aplenty.

At what point did you give up on the dreams deferred by your untimely arrival in this realm? Or, if you still cling true to them, what is your breaking point? Do you know how long you're willing to cling to that which you cannot return to of your own will?

Perhaps it's the other way around, though: Those who had no hope which to speak of then...when did you begin to hold and pursue dreams in this world? Have you even begun?