I was gathering info because I was worried about a mutual friend. Everyone cared more about the fern that followed me home than about how I nearly died from blood loss.
My boyfriend's uncle got Sasha to fix it, but he's still a creepy jerk!
It was just a series of bad decisions that resulted in some people close to me realizing a certain someone who acts harmless really isn't, and it got Paul to open up to me.
Also. I kinda bled out in my boyfriend's kitchen. I'm not sure if they've recovered emotionally from that...
...that's not something I have much experience thinking about. Back home, we have monsters that are attracted to negative feelings. We just don't talk about it very much.
Well, not talking about something doesn't make it disappear. Wanting to not feel a feeling doesn't make it less real.
We all have to adjust our preconceptions from home to fit this place in one way or another. I'm still not convinced being out in the sun is a brilliant and reasonable idea. Not the same; point stands. If nothing else, you have corruption to worry about now.
I'm not saying you have to talk about it to me.
[Buuuut if 'everyone' allegedly cared more about this fern, well, he's presently neutral.]
Between Remnant, Trench and the Dream, I've been away from my family's farm for over two years. There's been a lot of adjusting, and I know things don't just go away.
To be honest, I think a lot of us who came from the Dream are at least a little Corrupted. That was a lot to deal with, and we had some hard decisions to make that probably killed Julia, the girl that was dreaming.
Trench hasn't been easy, either.
I know I'm having a hard time. Everyone is. That's why I try to do little things to take care of my friends... Because then, even if I get corrupted, I'm still Me and I'm doing my Best.
I don't think you're wrong. I'm the same, although I probably give more lectures than you do.
[haha. about ethics. it's fine. the thing that isn't fine, he thinks, is that urge to bear all the unpleasantness and call it good. Paul does the same thing, no wonder you two bonded...]
But are you taking care of you? You can do both. I shouldn't need to tell you that being upset your hand melted off is entirely logical and even expected.
I'm trying to. My situation is complicated, even by Remnant's standards, but I'm trying.
That's why it's nice having people around that we can trust. Like...I don't feel like I need to worry at much because both of my big sisters are in this chat.
Oscar, I mean this in the most generous way that I can: you don't have to always be second place. You're going to say you aren't doing that to yourself, and I hope you aren't, but you've thrown in one too many suggestions that other people come first by default for me not to wonder.
Sorry. I need to explain and only a few people here actually know this, Paul included.
What you're saying is... Kind of how I've been coping since I left the farm.
What would you say if I told you that I was the vessel for an ancient warrior cursed to jump from body to body, merging with all the souls he meets over the centuries, until an impossible task given to him by the gods is completed-- or they'll destroy our world if he fails?
[cool, love to be right about things, except not when it's this thing, god. youths today.]
I think I would say tough shit to your ancient warrior, first and foremost. No; existing as your own person isn't a "that was nice, but now it's over and we're all accepting that." Source unrelated— divinity is only a matter of perspective, anyway.
[local man sensitive about bodily autonomy after learning about lyctorhood, go figure.]
That isn't how people work. Consistency when it comes to controlling another soul isn't equivalent to innate privilege. There is no 'second place.'
It's not even a First or Second place kinda thing, Mr. Pal. It's more of an Our Souls Are Squished Into One and We Didn't Get A Say kinda thing.
None of my predecessors had full day in what happened. No one knew just how bad the lonely girl from the tower would fall in her grief... Or what she would become. It's just been thousands of years of one man trying to stop his ex wife from destroying everything in her rage.
He's tired. I don't want any more people to have to deal with this after my friends and my time is done.
... Besides. I selfishly helped kill a girl just to not go home and stay myself. I'm not sure one tortured girl's life is worth that.
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Were you going through people's things?
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I was gathering info because I was worried about a mutual friend. Everyone cared more about the fern that followed me home than about how I nearly died from blood loss.
My boyfriend's uncle got Sasha to fix it, but he's still a creepy jerk!
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challenging?
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Also. I kinda bled out in my boyfriend's kitchen. I'm not sure if they've recovered emotionally from that...
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I'm sorry about your hand, belatedly. Reducing physical trauma to a net positive is a bit of an extremely slippery slope.
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We all have to adjust our preconceptions from home to fit this place in one way or another. I'm still not convinced being out in the sun is a brilliant and reasonable idea. Not the same; point stands. If nothing else, you have corruption to worry about now.
I'm not saying you have to talk about it to me.
[Buuuut if 'everyone' allegedly cared more about this fern, well, he's presently neutral.]
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To be honest, I think a lot of us who came from the Dream are at least a little Corrupted. That was a lot to deal with, and we had some hard decisions to make that probably killed Julia, the girl that was dreaming.
Trench hasn't been easy, either.
I know I'm having a hard time. Everyone is. That's why I try to do little things to take care of my friends... Because then, even if I get corrupted, I'm still Me and I'm doing my Best.
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I don't think you're wrong. I'm the same, although I probably give more lectures than you do.
[haha. about ethics. it's fine. the thing that isn't fine, he thinks, is that urge to bear all the unpleasantness and call it good. Paul does the same thing, no wonder you two bonded...]
But are you taking care of you? You can do both. I shouldn't need to tell you that being upset your hand melted off is entirely logical and even expected.
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That's why it's nice having people around that we can trust. Like...I don't feel like I need to worry at much because both of my big sisters are in this chat.
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And... I gave the fern back.
Honestly, I think he's giving me too much credit. He thinks I'm some all knowing wizard, but I'm just a guy.
Everyone before me was Just A Guy too.
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There's just another person involved I don't want to see punched for my sake again.
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What the fuck are you all getting into out thereOscar, I mean this in the most generous way that I can: you don't have to always be second place. You're going to say you aren't doing that to yourself, and I hope you aren't, but you've thrown in one too many suggestions that other people come first by default for me not to wonder.
And sorry, for assuming. But just in case.
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Sorry. I need to explain and only a few people here actually know this, Paul included.
What you're saying is... Kind of how I've been coping since I left the farm.
What would you say if I told you that I was the vessel for an ancient warrior cursed to jump from body to body, merging with all the souls he meets over the centuries, until an impossible task given to him by the gods is completed-- or they'll destroy our world if he fails?
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I think I would say tough shit to your ancient warrior, first and foremost. No; existing as your own person isn't a "that was nice, but now it's over and we're all accepting that." Source unrelated— divinity is only a matter of perspective, anyway.
[local man sensitive about bodily autonomy after learning about lyctorhood, go figure.]
That isn't how people work. Consistency when it comes to controlling another soul isn't equivalent to innate privilege. There is no 'second place.'
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None of my predecessors had full day in what happened. No one knew just how bad the lonely girl from the tower would fall in her grief... Or what she would become. It's just been thousands of years of one man trying to stop his ex wife from destroying everything in her rage.
He's tired. I don't want any more people to have to deal with this after my friends and my time is done.
... Besides. I selfishly helped kill a girl just to not go home and stay myself. I'm not sure one tortured girl's life is worth that.
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