Fortress of Meropide - Group Chat

[loupmorque]

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{ A group chat made for people living in Meropide or for its regular come-and-go visitors. }

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[life_ethereal]

The "distraction" was a shirtless FISHERMAN. AT AN ARCHERY COMPETITION. I think I'm allowed to be caught off-guard by that and not have my skill judged!

[He's not even actually mad about it, but the bit, you know?]

[loupmorque]

[ hmmm ]

Eyes on the prize you're working for, not on the prize that you wish you were fighting for, Haru.

Sorry to say, if you were the loser in this situation...
Take your loss gracefully and aim to make a comeback.

[life_ethereal]

Oh, no, I'm not a man committed to a fisherman. That's a hard pass for me!

I guess. I should've known to never trust a competition that has a golden apple involved.

[loupmorque]

Was it your 'upstairs neighbor' again?

A golden apple. It sounds like a lofty prize. If it was real.

[life_ethereal]

Yeah.... I can only do so much.

[Which is why he's taking the loss comically rather than actually poorly. He can't stop Apollo from blurting these things out entirely, so he just has to accept that.]

I highly doubt it was the real deal golden apple. At least, not the Greek version of it. That would've led to a LOT more chaos.

[whiteshroud]

There was nothing wrong with the competition. I won fair and square.