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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 10:37:01 GMT -6
==> SI: Rage about meteor [/size][/b] You do. It is amazing. Slaier had been throwing himself all over the place in the last few hours. Not his best idea. Nor his first. But, shit was boring out in the veil, nothing to even fight. It had been long ago that he had lost track of time, so he had no way of knowing just how long he'd gone without a kill. It could have been years.
Or a few days.
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 10:45:56 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Draw the metaphorical short straw.
You do, and you are assigned the perilous task of seeing what the fuck is wrong with Slaier now. Dude's a rage machine. He needs to seriously think about meditation.
Of course, there is nobody around except you as far as you know. Fuckin' classic. So, naturally, it's all down to you. You hope that he doesn't punch you. That would ruin your day. Especially since your day just started. Yeah, you were sleeping. What of it? You haven't had shitty dreams yet. Swag.
You approach Slaier from basically fucking nowhere. You walk quietly, what can you say? Dude's freaking out, maybe you could just... No. You have to do something. Ugh. Fuck morals, seriously. They always get in the way. You pout a bit.
LOFORA: ✯ yy∞ suup.
LOFORA: ✯ ii'm hheeree.
LOFORA: ✯ hh∞w's iit g∞iing?
LOFORA: ✯ beesiidees aangryy.
You grin, hoping that it would lighten the mood at least a little bit. Once more, you hope he doesn't punch you in the face. Or at least knock out any teeth. You like your teeth.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 10:53:50 GMT -6
==> SI: SOCIAL INTERACTION! GO GO GO! [/size][/b] You hear words coming at you, they irritate you much less than all of this FUCKING SILENCE. You should probably talk to this chick, after all, she did just ask you a question. Jegus fuck, someone actually responded? Slaier was aghast, he hadn't actually expected anyone to answer him. Most of his "friends" were too busy either not caring what their de factor Emperor was up to, or scared shitless that he might murder them in the face. Of course, Slaier would never risk making his own people go extinct, so he had resolved to only kill one or two of them during the game. One of those slots was already filled. Regardless, he turned to look at the other troll, who he immediately noted was a seadweller like himself.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: Oh. Hey.
SLAIER: It's you.
SLAIER: I, uh, you know.
SLAIER: The quiet. It gets to you.
SLAIER: How, uh, how have you been?
SLAIER: Jegus, I am so bad at this politeness shit, you know? [/spoiler] |
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 11:07:38 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Get weirded out.
It is a stunning success. The silence gets to him? You can't imagine silence being a bad thing. It's just dead air waiting to be filled. You like it. It's suspenseful. Just waiting for something to happen. Like a certain dude royally flipping his shit. That was a pun. You are a wit goddess.
He asks how you've been. You prepare to flex after your first sentence.
LOFORA: ✯ yyeeaahh iit's mee. n∞ biig deeaal. swaag.
LOFORA: ✯ hheeee hheeee. buut yyeeaahh, ii guueess ii caan kiindaa seeee whheeree yy∞uu'ree c∞miing ffr∞m.
LOFORA: ✯ juust g∞ttaa maakee yy∞uur ∞wn n∞iisee, whhiichh yy∞uu'vee beeeen d∞iing quuiitee niiceelyy.
LOFORA: ✯ ii'm aalriighht, chhiilliin chhiilliin aas uusuuaal.
LOFORA: ✯ aand d∞n't w∞rryy, yy∞uu geet uuseed t∞ iit. p∞liiteeneess, ii meeaan.
LOFORA: ✯ s∞ d∞ yy∞uu uusuuaallyy l∞see yy∞uur d∞mee whheen iit's quuiieet?
Having flexed shortly after the word "swag" you feel sufficiently ready to take on the world. Or something. You hope your response wasn't a complete let down. What do these people think you do? Things that don't involve chillin' in some way? Ha. Nah b, dat ain't... You...
You smile, however, making sure he knows you mean well.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 11:21:41 GMT -6
==> SI: Make sure there's no one else around [/size][/b] There isn't. No one else to see you falter. It would effectively be suicide to show any weakness to most of his comrades, however either this one didn't see any weakness in Slaier's discomfort...
Or she was really stupid.
Either way, the silence did, in fact, bother Slaier to a certain degree. Even underwater, you could hear the bubble popping in your ears, the ominous music from absofuckinglutely nowhere that signaled large fangbeasts approaching your blindspot, there was always SOME noise. Here, in space? Nothing. Sure, there was occasionally the distant clatter of metal off in the distance, bringing images of space horrors to the front of Slaier's mind.
He'd never admit it, but he was scared out of his mind.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: I figured you'd know.
SLAIER: We're the same, after all.
SLAIER: Born to be inherently superior. Or so we're led to believe.
SLAIER: Everyone wanting to kill us.
SLAIER: Or were you more fortunate?
SLAIER: I don't make you uncomfortable do I? [/spoiler] Slaier pressed his back up against a nearby wall and allowed himself to slide down it until he was seated. He didn't need to be constantly agitated, always on end, he was the strongest. No one could kill him, not easily anyway, so there was no reason not to let himself relax.
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 11:35:57 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Spittake.
You have no water. You cannot spittake. You instead resort to a look of inquisitiveness as he talks and explains and freaks you right the fuck out. But you're the chill one. You don't- can't- freak out. 'Cuz if you're losing it, is there anybody left to... Well, not lose it? You think the pressure sucks.
LOFORA: ✯ yyeeaahh, ii guueess. ii meeaan wee'ree aat thhee t∞p ∞ff thhee hheem∞speectruum.
LOFORA: ✯ buut n∞b∞dyy w∞uuld waant t∞ kiill yy∞uu, thheeyy'd bee scaareed shhiitleess.
LOFORA: ✯ ii guueess ii'm aan eeaasiieer taargeet.
LOFORA: ✯ whhiichh, suuffffiicee t∞ saayy, maakees mee aa liittlee uunc∞mff∞rtaablee, yyees.
LOFORA: ✯ buut whhaateevs, ii juust r∞ll wiithh iit, yy'kn∞w? g∞ttaa d∞ whhaat ii caan whhiilee ii caan.
LOFORA: ✯ thhaat's reeaallyy aall thheeree iis t∞ saayy ∞n thhee maatteer.
You go beside him and sit down as well. You realize that was not all there is to say on the matter.
[/center] LOFORA: ✯ aactuuaallyy n∞ juust kiiddiing thheeree's m∞ree.
LOFORA: ✯ ii diidn't aactuuaallyy kn∞w aanyy∞nee waanteed t∞ kiill uus.
LOFORA: ✯ s∞ ii guueess ii waas ff∞rtuunaatee?
LOFORA: ✯ ii uuseed t∞ baasiicaallyy bee aa hheermiit thh∞uughh. n∞ biig deeaal. baareelyy leefft thhee hhiivee.
You shrug a bit. You're keeping how freaked out you are well contained. Mad ups to you. Once this conversation is done you're probably going to have a mental breakdown.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 11:44:58 GMT -6
==> SI: Stop being such a sad panda [/size][/b] You don't even know what a panda is, so how can you stop being one? You also don't know how fucking adorable pandas are, but if you did, you would probably still be fucking wary of them, since they are still bears dammit! You decide to stop thinking about yourself in the third person, it's confusing and makes your brain hurt more than it already does.
You have obviously freaked this poor girl out something fierce. Normally, this would make you proud, because you'd be doing your job. NOT TODAY. It's slightly painful to do, but you smile, you smile your sharpest fangbeast reminiscent smile.
Should probably fucking stop that shit, those chompers are hella dangerous.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: I wouldn't worry if I were you.
SLAIER: I wont kill you.
SLAIER: Caegar, on the other hand...
SLAIER: Anyway, yes I would consider you fortunate.
SLAIER: I had trolls on me at all hours of the night for quite some time.
SLAIER: Every last one of them ended up in pieces.
SLAIER: In retrospect, I suppose that's what made me as violent as I am, it was necessity.
SLAIER: I don't think you and I have ever sat down and actually spoken before, have we?
SLAIER: What kind of hive did you live in? Did you know any of our group from before SGRUB? [/spoiler] |
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 11:59:02 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Shiver.
At those teeth? Damn. If he thinks that is reassuring then, shit, there isn't hope in the world for you to return to reassurance.
Then he starts talking about how he totes won't kill you. You briefly ponder that but ultimately decide he's being real with you. Neato. He's def someone you'd want on your side.
You've heard of Caegar. Never interacted, though. At least not that you can remember. You've heard some... No so pleasant things. Actually, you've only heard not so pleasant things. How neat is that? Not very, actually, and you consider lots of things neat.
LOFORA: ✯ yyeeaahh, shheeaathhee thh∞see chh∞mpeers, bruuhh.
LOFORA: ✯ s∞rryy iit's juust... daamn. n∞ ∞ffffeensee ∞r aanyythhiing. wee c∞∞l.
LOFORA: ✯ thhaat's aactuuaallyy reeaallyy teerriiblee thh∞uughh, ii'm s∞rryy. thh∞uughh thhaat's pr∞bs juust 'cuuz yy∞uu'ree thhee hheeiir t∞ thhee thhr∞nee aand aall thhaat g∞∞d shhiit, naawmsaayyiin?
LOFORA: ✯ n∞b∞dyy iis g∞nnaa c∞mee aaffteer mee 'cuuz ii w∞n't iinhheeriit shhiit beesiidees n∞rmaal seeaadweelleer stuuffff.
LOFORA: ✯ aand uuhh yyeeaahh n∞ wee hhaaveen't, buut thhaat's pr∞bs myy ffaauult 'cuuz ii hheermiiteed iit uup ff∞r, liikee, eeveer.
LOFORA: ✯ ii liiveed iin thhiis neeaat∞ liittlee caastlee thhiing uundeerwaateer. hhaad aa siick caactuus r∞∞m aab∞vee waateer, thh∞uughh, thhaat's whheeree ii g∞t aall myy weeaap∞ns. ii hhaavee liikee aa hhuundreed reeaadyy t∞ g∞.
LOFORA: ✯ aand ii kneew maalliic. duudee's c∞∞l buut aa skeetchhyy m∞thheerffuuckeer whheen iit c∞mees t∞ bl∞∞d, naawmsaayyiin?
LOFORA: ✯ aand, liikee, duudee's bluuee. whhaat d∞ees hhee hhaavee t∞ w∞rryy aab∞uut?
You shrug and continue.
[/center] LOFORA: ✯ ii duunn∞. iit juust seeeems liikee eeveeryy∞nee waas aalwaayys ffreeaakiing ∞uut thh∞uughh.
LOFORA: ✯ s∞ iit waas pr∞baablyy juust myy laack ∞ff ffreeaakiing ∞uut thhaat weeiirdeed mee ∞uut.
LOFORA: ✯ whhaat aab∞uut yy∞uu? hh∞w waas liiffee aas aa tyyriiaan?
LOFORA: ✯ pree shhiit gaamee thhaat ruuiineed ∞uur liivees ii meeaan.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 12:15:06 GMT -6
==> SI: Fondly regard past [/size][/b] Uh, no? Shit was horrible. You smile, closed lips this time, and think back to a less dismal time in your life.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: It seems that we're slightly more similar than just being seadwellers.
SLAIER: Pretty much my only legitimate friend from before..this was Baltyr.
SLAIER: I'm not saying we were close, but he was the one I wanted to kill least.
SLAIER: And I wanted to kill everyone. Everything.
SLAIER: As far as my hive, I lived underwater. Albeit in a swank ass mechanical skull castle.
SLAIER: My lusus, which I'm sure you've either heard of or seen for yourself, slept coiled around my abode.
SLAIER: As for daily life, there was the occasional assassination attempt, but for the most part I just kept to myself.
[/spoiler] Fifty attempts on your life in one day, you fondly recall cutting every single tyrian who dared to show themselves in front of you to pieces. There was no need to tell Lofora that, though, fuck that, for the first time in a long time someone wasn't cringing away when you talked to them.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: My exile from society was self imposed, by the way.
SLAIER: I killed too many trolls during my years of FLARP.
SLAIER: Yeah, I used to be a real bastard. Lost me nearly every friend I'd ever had.
SLAIER: Don't you tell Caegar that some weak shit like friendship means anything to me.
SLAIER: I know I promised not to kill you, but in that scenario, well..you know what a liability is, right?
SLAIER: Anyway, that's pretty much all there is to say about my past.
SLAIER: Nothing TOO interesting.
SLAIER: Just everyone..being afraid of me.
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 12:33:46 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Relate.
You nod, a bit concerned. You can't help but feel as if he might be a little tapped from living life with at least one assassination attempt per day. Shit must get old mad quick.
LOFORA: ✯ ∞hh thhaat hhuugeeaass thhiing thhaat's liikee... yyeeaahh, ii kn∞w whhaat yy∞uu'ree taalkiing aab∞uut.
LOFORA: ✯ buut, uuhh, hheeyy, ii'm glaad yy∞uu d∞n't waant t∞ kiill eeveeryythhiing aanyym∞ree.
LOFORA: ✯ ∞r aam ii aassuumiing t∞∞ muuchh?
Strangely, that question was not uncomfortable to ask and you do not feel any more uncomfortable. After all, you're pretty sure he was being real with you when he said he wasn't going to kill you. You're kind of banking on that, yeah, but you're sure it's a safe bet.
[/center] LOFORA: ✯ duudeer ii uuseed t∞ wreeck biitchhees whheen ii waas fflaarpiing.
LOFORA: ✯ thheeyy w∞uuld c∞mee aat mee aand thheeyy w∞uuld bee liikee "daa ffuuck yy∞uu d∞iin wiithh aa caactuus?"
LOFORA: ✯ thheen ii w∞uuld smaack thheem iin thhee ffuuckiing ffaacee liikee "b∞∞m m∞thhaaffuuckaa d∞n't yy∞uu eevaa cr∞ss mee aagaaiin!"
LOFORA: ✯ hhee hhee hhee. ffuun stuuffff. ii reetiireed, thh∞uughh. diidn't waant t∞ kiill aanyym∞ree. kiindaa g∞t t∞ mee, naawmsaayyiin?
LOFORA: ✯ d∞n't w∞rryy thh∞uughh, caaeegaar wiill neeveer kn∞w.
LOFORA: ✯ aand ii'm n∞t aaffraaiid ∞ff yy∞uu.
LOFORA: ✯ ii meeaan thhaat iin thhee niiceest waayy p∞ssiiblee, miind yy∞uu.
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You grin as you conveniently leave out the part where you were addicted to like fifteen trillion drugs. You're pretty sure that's what made your memory go to shit, but whatever. Water under the bridge.
You're friends with Slaier now, probably, and friends don't need to know of other friends' hardships. At least, you're pretty sure that's how it goes. That's what a moirail is for, right? Or, wait, matesprits too, right? You have no idea, and even less of an idea who you're asking. This is awkward for you. Your internal monologue shuts the fuck up.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 12:46:57 GMT -6
==> SI: Show kindness [/size][/b] This is going to hurt. Like, it's seriously going to make you physically ill to make your voice ropes contort in such a way that no expletive or insult passes your lips this time. Your eyes go wide for a moment. A fucking cactus? Really? You used to cut people up with a scythe, called yourself the lord reaper for a while. But, a cactus? At least vivisection was a clean death, killing some dude with a cactus is just fucking evil. You make a mental note to not fucking cross this girl, lest your sexy sexy face pay for it.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: That story didn't make me shudder internally.
SLAIER: Not even a little bit. [/spoiler] Fucking liar. Your bitch ass is scared as hell of being smacked in the face with the most evil flora ever.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: Also, no you weren't assuming too much to say that I don't feel the need to kill everything.
SLAIER: That would be a perfectly reasonable thing for you to think.
SLAIER: It is, however, not true.
SLAIER: I'm more furious than ever. More willing to murder the shit out of things.
SLAIER: But I'm the Prince of Rage.
SLAIER: I'm focused now. And you know what I want to kill?
SLAIER: That black fucking thing that screwed us up.
SLAIER: I'm not just going to hurt him.
SLAIER: I'm going to take him apart, piece by piece, and scatter him throughout the furthest ring.
SLAIER: I may be an asshole, and I might not be the nicest guy ever, nor am I very smart, but no one-
SLAIER: Fucking NO ONE gets to kill MY friends. [/spoiler] You look away briefly. That outburst wasn't like you, but you're already in the shit as it is, why not shovel on that last bit of feeling?
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: You are right on one thing.
SLAIER: This game has changed me.
SLAIER: I'd die for you, you know?
SLAIER: You and all of the others.
SLAIER: Caegar included. If my life was required, I'd give it gladly to give you guys a world. [/spoiler] |
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 13:06:12 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Wonder what's wrong.
When you mentioned your cactus, he seemed to get a little weirded out. And he even said so. You leave that thought with a curious shrug. You honestly do not understand the horror of smacking someone in the face with a cactus.
Let alone how you've been breeding your cacti forever to make super strong cacti with equally strong cactus juice. Strong not tastewise, but strong in the sense that the juice contained within these cacti will take you somewhere else completely. And by that you mean that it will make you trip balls. You never said you stopped doing drugs completely. Plus, it tastes really good.
You let him have his moment and you realize he's done. What do you do? Uhh. Well, preferably, not just sit there looking like an ass.
LOFORA: ✯ ii'm thhee r∞guuee ∞ff liiffee.
LOFORA: ✯ ii d∞n't eeveen kn∞w whhaat thhee ffuuck ii'm suupp∞seed t∞ bee d∞iing.
LOFORA: ✯ buut, hheeyy, ii'll leet yy∞uu kiill thhee duudeer, naawmsaayyiin? hhee's aan aassffaacee. ff∞r reeaal thh∞uughh.
You realize that you almost never know what you're doing. You just do things. Like this. You just kinda waltzed over and started talking to Slaier and now he's unloading all the feels he's felt in his life full of feelings felt and jegus what are you, his moirail?
You wouldn't deny him that if he asked, but then again, you wouldn't deny any quadrant shenanigans with anybody, so it makes things much less genuine. That's just the kind of chick you are. Try new things, take them as they come, what the fuck ever.
You know for damn sure you're not the one who's gonna be clamoring all over peoples' quadrants. Fuck that noise. You're gonna let them come to you. You're not going to actively put yourself in that position. You actually kind of hope he's not going to start with the quadrant shenanigans now. You'd like to put that off forever.
[/center] LOFORA: ✯ w∞w. n∞w thhaat's s∞mee reeaal, deeeep shhiit, duudeer.
LOFORA: ✯ ii'm n∞t suuree iiff ii c∞uuld meentaallyy aand eem∞tii∞naallyy preepaaree myyseelff t∞ eeveen c∞nsiideer hheeaavyy aass stuuffff liikee thhaat, naawmsaayyiin?
LOFORA: ✯ buut, eeveen thh∞uughh thhiis gaamee seerii∞uuslyy suucks aat thhiis p∞iint, ii thhiink iit aactuuaallyy miighht hhaavee chhaangeed mee ff∞r thhee beetteer, yy'kn∞w?
LOFORA: ✯ 'cuuz liikee, n∞w ii'm aall taalkiin t∞ pee∞plee aand shhiit. liikee, ii'd neeveer d∞ thhaat beeff∞ree. n∞w ii aam. craazyy stuuffff, duudeer.
LOFORA: ✯ waaiit iiff yy∞uu diieed whh∞'d ruulee?
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This is awkward. If he tells you that he'd let you have the throne you're gonna puke. Fuuuuuuck ruling people. For serious.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 13:27:04 GMT -6
==> SI: Feel slightly better [/size][/b] You are feeling pretty light right now. A lot of shit has being aired,even if this is a private conversation and thoughts of murdering the only witness dance in the back of your head. You watch silently as Lofora took a pause after replying to you, he couldn't tell what she was thinking. Nor did he especially care, it didn't seem like this particular troll was an especially deep thinker. In fact, come to think of it, that was kind of nice. Shit would be so much easier if you could just let go of things. That, and it seemed to you like she put the high in highblood. Whatever.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: I think...
SLAIER: In time, you'll figure out what you have to do.
SLAIER: This is all, and I'm loathe to say this, but, I believe all of this is happening for a reason.
SLAIER: Each of us has our part, it has to be us, someone else would get it wrong.
SLAIER: We were chosen. We're made of tougher stuff than other trolls.
SLAIER: For me, I didn't realize what I was meant to do in the game until that fucker came at us.
SLAIER: Sure, I'd killed shit, saved some of our guys a few times, but that was business as usual.
SLAIER: Realization came to me at the end. There was so much blood, so many Dersites died. I remember that something just clicked in me.
SLAIER: Everything turned red for a moment, I was angrier than I'd ever been before.
SLAIER But, just as quickly as the rage came, it fucking left.
SLAIER: Gogdamn exploded.
SLAIER: I was fucking calm, for the first time ever. I fucking saw things clearly. My aspect kicked in all the way.
SLAIER: You know what Prince does, right? I use rage to destroy, but I can also destroy my own.
SLAIER: With my anger gone, I realized something: I couldn't beat Jack Noir. Not as he was, not as I was. Not alone.
SLAIER: So I did what I had to, I ran.
SLAIER: I'd never run away before. But, I fucking ran away from this Archagent son of a bitch, and I fucking made damn sure that every one of us made it to the veil.
SLAIER: That was my mission. My purpose. To finally fucking SEE things without the blood covering everything.
SLAIER: This game, it goes beyond blood. Beyond the hemospectrum. I realized that it doesn't matter what color juice comes out of you, we're all trolls. [/spoiler] You pause. Who WOULD rule after you? This was one thing that you hadn't thought of. You had no Mothergrub, you have no matesprit to share in your burdens or to cause you to WANT to procreate. Maybe there shouldn't be a ruler, maybe that's where you went wrong. You are a king by blood, but you try to shoulder the burdens of a god.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: Lofora.
SLAIER: If I die, it's only proper that the empire TRULY dies with me.
SLAIER: I want everyone to be free. Free of blood castes and hemoshenanigans.
SLAIER: So, if a time comes when I am no longer living, just fucking move on, and tell everyone to do the same.
SLAIER: In fact, right fucking now, forget about Slaier the Emperor.
SLAIER: My name is Slaier fuckmothering Stingo, I'm a tyrian blooded troll.
SLAIER: More importantly, I'm a troll, same as you, same as Adonis, and Anguis, and Koiran. Nothing more.
SLAIER: There's no problem with succession if there's no empire right? And there can't be an empire without an emperor.
SLAIER: I watched our people die, they died without ever knowing real happiness. I wont let the last of our kind be smothered like a dieing flame.
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Post by lofora on Jun 9, 2012 13:46:15 GMT -6
==> Lofora: Philosophize.
Not in a bad way, of course. But you know that this guy has some shit he needs to air. And he's been doing it.
LOFORA: ✯ hhuuhh.
LOFORA: ✯ thhaat's neeaat.
LOFORA: ✯ buut shhiit iiff iit d∞eesn't s∞uund liikee yy∞uu'vee aalreeaadyy d∞nee whhaat yy∞uu hhaavee t∞ d∞.
LOFORA: ✯ aat leeaast liikee reeveelaatii∞n wiisee. liikee yy∞uu n∞w kn∞w whhaat neeeeds t∞ bee d∞nee aand shhiit.
LOFORA: ✯ hheeree ii aam juust chhiilliin' d∞iing aa ffuuckt∞n ∞ff n∞thhiing liikee ii hhaavee beeeen thhiis whh∞lee tiimee.
LOFORA: ✯ n∞t thhaat ii'm c∞mplaaiiniing.
You shrug, again. This guy is seriously laying down some heavy topics right now, and you feel like the biggest tool in the world for contributing next to nothing. You just... Don't really feel much. You're apathetic. Chill as fuck, but apathetic. You don't have all these feels about things. You just do things. Huh. Maybe that has something to do with things? Probably not since it has literally nothing to do with the game.
He continues to go on talking about how the empire should die if he does. He would like Mallic. Mallic would like him. Great friends, totes. You wish, if only for a split second, that you had someone who agrees with you completely and knows about everything that you're talking about and who can complete every sentence you make.
Then you move on.
[/center] LOFORA: ✯ buut iiff thhee eempiiree diiees, thheen thheeree wiill bee aanaarchhyy.
LOFORA: ✯ tr∞lls whh∞ beeliieevee iin thhee hheem∞speectruum wiill ffiighht aand kiill thh∞see whh∞ d∞n't beeliieevee.
LOFORA: ✯ siimplyy t∞ keeeep whhaateeveer ∞rdeer thheeyy caan.
LOFORA: ✯ ii'm n∞t saayyiing iit's aa shhiit iideeaa, ii'm saayyiing yy∞uu g∞ttaa reeaallyy ffuuckiin thhiink aab∞uut s∞meethhiing liikee diisbaandiing aa muultiiplaaneetaaryy eempiiree.
LOFORA: ✯ thhee hheem∞speectruum waas creeaateed ff∞r aa reeaas∞n. aand whhiilee ii d∞n't thhiink ii'm aat liibeertyy t∞ thhee∞riizee aab∞uut thhaat reeaas∞n, iit hhaas hhuugee iimpliicaatii∞ns ∞n ∞uur cuultuuree.
LOFORA: ✯ thhuus iit's pr∞baablyy aall kiinds ∞ff iimp∞rtaant.
LOFORA: ✯ juust... thhiink aab∞uut iit. beesiidees, yy∞uu d∞n't kn∞w iiff yy∞uu'ree g∞nnaa diiee.
LOFORA: ✯ aand ∞n thhaat n∞tee, ii w∞uuldn't g∞ ∞uut chhaasiing deeaathh. iit's siimplee, nuumeeriicaallyy. wee hhaavee t∞ staayy aaliivee.
LOFORA: ✯ iiff aanyy ∞nee ∞ff uus diiees, thhaat's juust uus beec∞miing aa biit m∞ree ffuuckeed. ii'm n∞t suuree iiff "viict∞ryy aat aall c∞sts" iis aa phhraasee thhaat shh∞uuld suurviivee iin aa gaamee whheeree thhee eend iis deeaathh.
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You shrug. There's your input. You're amazed your mental train didn't derail in the middle of that. If your back wasn't chillin' against a wall, you would pat it.
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Post by slayer on Jun 9, 2012 14:05:47 GMT -6
==> SI: Be reminded of better days [/size][/b] It's astonishing how much Lofora resembles Baltyr's simpe "I don't give a fuck about nothin'" mentality. You hang your head, yeah, you feel slightly more than a little ashamed. You basically just bragged about how you've done what needs to be done to someone who hasn't seen their own path yet. Way to go asshat. You still stand by what you said, though. You firmly believe that Lofora will find what she's meant to do eventually. Just like in My Little Hoofbeast, she'll find her true calling and then just badass all over the place, spreading violence and cruelty to all of the people she meets.
Best. Fanfic. Ever.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: You'll find the way eventually, I know you will.
SLAIER: For what it's worth, I believe in you.
SLAIER: If only because the person I'm trying to be depends on it. [/spoiler] Anarchy? You didn't think that was much of a problem at this point. There are twelve trolls left in the universe, your lusus would have taken anyone who didn't make it into Skaia with him when he died.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: Lofora, it's just us.
SLAIER: We twelve are the last trolls. Anywhere.
SLAIER: My lusus psychically murdered them all before he died.
SLAIER: Did you not realize that?
SLAIER: Who will rebel? Caegar? I'm sure you all can take her out.
SLAIER: Worst case scenario, I neutralize her myself.
SLAIER: Plus, when this shit is over? The human's universe. You guys can probably go there and chill.
SLAIER: We're bred for war and when this shit is done, so will the war.
SLAIER: I'm not a death seeker. Honestly, I'd rather see the end of this game with everyone.
SLAIER: I think, if I do manage to tough it out, I'll probably just disappear onto whatever little marble they make out of their session.
SLAIER: We live long lives, you know?
SLAIER: It would be nice to have something simple for a change.
SLAIER: Maybe I'll find a matesprit, maybe I wont. I don't know.
SLAIER: The point is. Something big is coming.
SLAIER: I can feel it in my bones.
SLAIER: We've already seen the end of the world, we even fucking made a new one!
SLAIER: But this? I'm fucking terrified.
SLAIER: Jack Noir, do you remember what a loser he was? Couldn't even commit regicide properly, fucking wiggler.
SLAIER: Something wants us dead, Lofora. Something tweaked the odds in that punk's favor.
SLAIER: I actually envy you right now. Do you even know how dire shit is right now? I do. The reality of it has been slowly pressing in on me from day one.
SLAIER: So, no, I don't want to die. But this empire is done. If anyone wants to put my blood up on a pedestal, I'll fucking fill a glass with it and they can have it.
SLAIER: But me? I'm no ruler. I'm a scared kid who tried to play with fate and lost. [/spoiler] You hesitate for a second. Maybe she'll be caught off guard and not notice. But you have to say it, or you'll die regretting that no one ever knew what a bastard you really are.
[/justify][/size] SLAIER: I killed my matesprit, you know. [/spoiler] |
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