[ The Sheriff considers this for a moment, tries to figure out how to explain before ah, he understands now. ]
Y'know how some people, have these tiny little villages, just a handful of folk helping each other. Usually farm for their food, keep things going, etcera. End of the season, have all this food to harvest so they do and prepare it to store away over winter. Sometimes in these villages, folk get together to celebrate their harvest, put the food together and share it around before they pack it all away for the winter. If it was a good harvest, the celebration will be joyful and merry. If it wasn't, well. Ain't a lot of people have much to celebrate then.
So, this is sort of like that festival. My employers are about to turn in for their "winter". The more this festival is full of life, the more they have to sustain them during "winter". The less... enthusiastic the festival is, the less they have anything to sustain them, you see? If they don't have their festival, bit of a bad omen for the winter. Maybe won't survive it. Maybe won't have anything to keep them whole these upcoming months. And for beings such as my employers, ain't a very good thing. Could cause something bad, like, metaphysically. I mean, I know I'd certainly die but you could too. All different versions of you, across all the different universes. I guess you might call it a sort of universal implosion.
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Y'know how some people, have these tiny little villages, just a handful of folk helping each other. Usually farm for their food, keep things going, etcera. End of the season, have all this food to harvest so they do and prepare it to store away over winter. Sometimes in these villages, folk get together to celebrate their harvest, put the food together and share it around before they pack it all away for the winter. If it was a good harvest, the celebration will be joyful and merry. If it wasn't, well. Ain't a lot of people have much to celebrate then.
So, this is sort of like that festival. My employers are about to turn in for their "winter". The more this festival is full of life, the more they have to sustain them during "winter". The less... enthusiastic the festival is, the less they have anything to sustain them, you see? If they don't have their festival, bit of a bad omen for the winter. Maybe won't survive it. Maybe won't have anything to keep them whole these upcoming months. And for beings such as my employers, ain't a very good thing. Could cause something bad, like, metaphysically. I mean, I know I'd certainly die but you could too. All different versions of you, across all the different universes. I guess you might call it a sort of universal implosion.