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[golder]

( When her image appears, she may immediately be recognizable to some. She is young, with healthy colour in her cheeks and a brightness in her eyes where not long ago there had been neither. )

Where I come from, there was an entire epoch in history where great heroes walked the land. One of my forebears, Durran Godsgrief took to wife the daughter of two deities of wind and sea. They rained down such a tempest upon the wedding party that Durran's family and guests all died.

One after the next, he built successfully larger castles to weather their grief. Until finally the seventh, built with the aid of either the Children of the Forest or Bran the Builder finally survived and withstood the gods' rage. He was known as Godsgrief ever after, for having caused them such a bother.

( She is wise enough now not to speak of Lann the Clever instead, as she assumes her secret must ever remain precisely that. Her green eyes hold the camera, as she tilts her head, effecting a thoughtful façade. )

The word 'hero' carries a different sort of weight here than what I am familiar with. Is it simply this world, or others? ( She wonders if hers is merely an anomaly. ) Is the definition of heroism someone with godlike powers in the songs and stories of your realm, or are some ordinary people who manage to accomplish great things?

( Myrcella is, for now, putting on the impression of wide-eyed curiosity to stem her panic at having not only been resurrected, but with the ability to maim others if this file is correct. Her features soften apurpose, and she gives a sweet smile to her audience. )

Thank you.

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[ghoulking]

Every world has their own definitions of things. Which is natural because it's related to its history and culture. And sometimes, it's hard to even define what a hero really is and what it really means.

For some people, something as simple as giving blood is an heroic act.

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[golder]

Indeed, and my aim here is to learn as much as I can about those differences. I like the example I noted, as one does not need to be a great warrior or accomplish a spectacular feat in battle necessarily to be considered one where I come from.

Though the deeds of knights are sung about often enough. Why would someone give blood, though?

( She's read the pamphlet and been debriefed, but she'd heard nothing about this. )

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[ghoulking]

In my world, and even in this one, blood is often necessary during medical procedures, since people often loose much blood during them and it needs to be replenished. For that, they use other people's blood - donated by volunteers. Since it's such an important thing, a lot of people consider it heroic for volunteers to give such a vital part of themselves to save others.


Of course there are many other examples. Someone who saves a child from drowning, someone who helps to catch a murder. General consensus would be a person who is admired for their courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.

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[couldbebeautiful]

It's—sort of a mix of both. I mean, yeah, you've got stories where they're almost godlike and shit, but you've also got stories where the hero's just someone who found themselves in the right place at the right time.

[There's a moment's pause, before she adds:] This Godsgrief guy sounds more like some unlucky bastard than a hero to me, honestly.

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[golder]

( This woman's language is terrible. Myrcella would be more scandalized if this woman did not in fact have a very good point. She inclines her head. )

I believe the latter must happen far more often than is actually written. There we do agree, madam.

( She blinks, and then looks mildly amused. ) Unlucky, perhaps, but I am certain his parents were wed well and proper.

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[couldbebeautiful]

Yeah, but it seems to me like some people prefer the "badass action hero" story more than the latter.

[The notion that her casual swearing might scandalize anyone has long since abandoned Veronica. Anyway, it could be much, much worse—her eyes at least widen a little when she realizes what Myrcella must've taken her words for.]

Shit, no—I didn't mean it that way. I just meant he was really unlucky, I wasn't trying to imply he was. Um. Really a bastard. [A moment's pause, then Veronica buries her face in her hands, lets out a muffled groan.]

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[fistofthejoestar]

I'm not certain there's really as much difference between the two as one might think. Every person carries within them the same potential.

[with enough motivation, there's nothing that humanity couldn't overcome - any one of them. it's something that Jonathan believes quite strongly.]

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[golder]

( Myrcella ponders that for a long moment, brows furrowed. )

I agree, but what of those who do not then put it to good use? Either for something great, or for selfless reasons.

[fistofthejoestar]

As I said, we all have the same potential within us. How we use it is ultimately up to our own discretion, however.

[he'd believed that his entire life, but this world had given him proof that he'd never searched for. even Dio, in his infinite cruelty, could have been a good man if he'd had the inclination. it was all a choice.]

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[dr_eldarov]

I suppose the answer would depend upon who you asked in my world. More often than not, in my world when we say hero, we mean someone with ordinary means and abilities who does something incredible of an altruistic nature. The number of people with actual powers is so low I think most in my world are under the impression they never existed at all, or think that if they did, they no longer do. We certainly have not been able to verify anyone in the past had such abilities, despite the existence of many songs, stories and legends about them. So even the one person I have reliable testimony might have magic or at the very least some kind of superhuman ability who is living in my world in my era was not considered a hero until she fought off a large chunk of the German army on her own and arranged for the Russian backed freedom of France from German control. It is her calm, her resilience and her her ingenuity people talk about, not the fact she is allegedly descended from the Ural Mountains themselves that people call her heroic for.

Heroism is, where I am from, something you do, not a thing a person is simply born into being. Many more villains and evil figures in my world's stories and lore have powers than heroes. Heroes are those who overcome great odds to do great things, which in a way means both definitions you suggested could apply, but in practice means the latter is the only hero most people know of or will ever believe in.

Of course, here, things are quite different, but I have not been here long enough to be able to provide any real insight into the common culture of this place.

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[am_i_a_monster]

Heroes can be people who try to help even when they aren't appreciated. It can be hard to realize who the real heroes are.

In my world, the word superhero was used in comic books to describe people with powers.

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[golder]

Ah, there is something I knew not. So those of us with powers are these superheroes, then? And ordinary people who do great things heroes.

It is rather mixed, in my homeland; there are those like Durran, and others who to read of them may as well have been gods. Do you think both should be honoured equally, lady?

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[am_i_a_monster]

Yeah. It's confusing, right? I think the people that can be brave without powers are the super ones.

No, not here. Anyone can have powers here.

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[pummelgranite]

[ Oh, she has plenty to say on the topic. Plenty she's been chewing on about her own predicament and circumstances here, and what it means. If she still believes a thing that the old woman told her, then her Pantheon is here to serve and inspire humanity, to die for them. But how much can she still trust what she's been told?

Well, that's all way too much to get into on a network post, so she settles for a simpler tangent: ]

Was it worth it?

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[golder]

For Durran, my lady? Some stories claim he ruled for a thousand years thereafter. Though that might actually mean that his descendants did, which is true.

( And she has to pass herself off as one of them in this place. Myrcella takes a moment to peer at the other woman, and finally nods. )

For such a legacy, I believe it was. He and Elenei, his Queen were a love match.

( If she knew more of this woman, she would have spoken of Garth Greenhand instead. She might yet. )

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[oddbod]

[Oh, just one look and Clara can tell that this is a very sad young girl. She knows about masking fear and sadness - she's masking her own right now.]

Anyone who seeks to help others is a hero, I think. It isn't about power - it's about selflessness.

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[golder]

( Unaware that Clara is so keenly perceptive, Myrcella gives her a small smile. She seems kind, and she wishes she could regard her with more warmth than which she is capable of in this moment. )

I think you are right, my lady. The songs are sung of gods and knights, but the act of giving food to someone who has none is heroism as far as I am concerned.

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[song_of_ice]

[He supposed it was only a matter of time before other Westerosi were brought in, others outside of House Stark. He had seen Tyrion and the Kingslayer, but of all of the members of House Lannister, he hadn't expected to see the innocent princess. They hadn't spoken very much and he knew nothing about her, save what little he saw at Winterfell.

Still, it seemed impolite not to reach out and speak to her. She was likely out of sorts and still trying to adjust, much like his siblings had. Whatever dispute he had with the Kingslayer, she never warranted coldness or cruelty.]

My lady. [He would be polite and courteous, as honor dictated.] You should know your uncle is in this world.

[Uncle. Father, it was whispered.]

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[golder]

( She had been told that more than a few members of House Stark were present here. Yet it is a shock to meet one again, especially this one whom she'd thought bound for the end of the world. If possible, he somehow bears a sorrow much more profound in his countenance than the last time she had seen him. Was it really four or five years past, now?

She finds herself stricken with empathy, and while she does not smile, her expression is gentle. He has no reason to speak to her. In truth, none of his House do. But he has reached out anyway. A display of kindness Myrcella will not allow herself to forget. )

Ser. ( Her tone, too is as polite as her regard. ) Thank you. I was aware, but you didn't have to inform me of it. That was kind of you.

( How similar they are, she thinks, seeing the sadness in his face and body language as a reflection of her own. )

How have you fared since last we saw one-another?

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[craftpunk]

It differs from world to world. [ A beat. ]

Which theory do you swear by? The Children or Bran the Builder?

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[golder]

Yes, and I would learn of other worlds. ( It is still almost like a dream. To be here, and hear of so many other worlds.

Myrcella doesn't need to think overlong about her reply as a shadow of an impish lilt enters her voice. )

Both.

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[reek]

[ Despite her golden hair, Theon doesn’t recognize her as a Lannister, but the things she says make her unmistakably Westerosi. He listens to her message without much interest. These tales and histories were bashed into his head as a child in Winterfell, and he’s heard this one at least one hundred times. It always stood in such stark contrast to what he had learned on the islands. ]

If Godsgrief had given into the gods’ rage, he would have been regarded as a hero on the Iron Islands. The Drowned God may well have taken him on as an oarsman.

[ There’s a touch of harsh bitterness in his voice and coldness in his eyes. He doesn’t pray; not to the Drowned God or the northern gods, but there are times where he needs to remind himself where he came from and the type of man he should have become. ]

Let that act as an answer to your question.

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[golder]

( She remembers his face from her family's stay in Winterfell. Though she can't place him at first, he makes his identity known in short order by the mention of the Drowned God.

Lord Stark's ward, then. Theon Greyjoy. She does not blame him for being cold, nor correct him for being rude. Instead, she smiles faintly. )

Maybe. But he was too stubborn for that; a trait which those of my House still bear.

( Bitterness is something she may begin to comprehend well. An undercurrent of it wells within her to think of how her life had ended. And why. )

I appreciate your candour, my lord. Thank you. I was just a little girl last I saw you, but it is good to meet again.

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[baetiful]

[ Well, of all the people he assumed this porter would drag in -- he had to admit, he expected to see Cersei well before her quiet and beautiful daughter. But that's the thing about the porter. It could not be predicted.

And the good news is that this now gave Jaime Lannister something to protect. ]

Wouldn't you know, princess? You are supposedly one of those heroes now. Of course, some here are a bit more proactive in their heroism than others.

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[golder]

( Now here's a face she has not seen since childhood. She had known he is important, before her uncle Tyrion had sent her away to be fostered with House Martell. That his rise was an unprecedented and dramatic one, and that many had taken note. but beyond that, he is largely an unknown quantity to Myrcella.

Fortunately for him perhaps, as much as it is that she has been ported in instead of her mother. )

So I have heard, my lord. Though I wonder if any songs or stories will be written of me.

( She knows the likely truth back home: none at all. )

In what way, might I ask?