Death was always a constant threat, so I imagined there were all manner of ways for me to be eliminated. I will admit that I never considered my 'favourite' way to die.
gee, i dont know!! all of my kids are special and unique. i guess whoever thinks they should make the call. but its like this too.
lets say im down and out and someone decides to grab my trusty pistol from me (will never happen, this is pretend!). they aim it at me and they shoot me dead. see, i take THAT as my pistol taking me out. not whoever is on the other end. because its still my thing that got me. and id be ok with that.
wait. ure right. it WAS pow-pow that did it. well! good thing ive already punished her a million times after that. dropping her and scraping her against the floors and stuff.
u'd think if the council cared about rehabilitation, they'd do something about my... "freak outs". i dont like admitting i get them, but this is just between u and me so its ok.
No doubt they are of the opinion of personal responsibility and accountability rather than actually providing services that will rehabilitate. Not that it matters: you are perfect as you are.
Do they bother you so much? They seem to have increased in frequency since the gemstone came into our lives.
[He wanted to say the sister, but he knew better. He also knew the sister was a spark to cause fire, not the incendiary.]
('you are perfect as you are', gods it's been so long since she heard that. and with everything that's going on in her life right now, it's something she needs to hear. )
i guess its just. pressure. maybe? back home was preettttty bonkers, ha ha!
the council, for one. theyre not like OUR council back home. i know hextech was created with magic and science, and one member was an immortal and i think another was a golem or whatever.
but none of them were mages or gods or had some kind of power where they could just turn us on and off whenever they feel like it. not even janna did that. or at least in the stories ive been told to as a kid.
i dont HATE magic, but... that gives me the creepy crawlies. i dont like knowing someone can just null my shimmer ability or mess with my head. and i dont know when itll happen or when itll stop. ive never been... — ( she pauses, really hating the next word she's about to write.) — controlled before or needing to follow orders by someone else who isnt u. and i dont like how it feels. i feel caged. a lot. and i dont think my voices like it too much either.
[He read her reply three times before he settled on a reply to her. This was something that required a certain amount of care after all, and her fears were justified given the unknowns that they faced in this new place. She also no longer experienced the same protections as she had in Zaun; Vander then himself were both protective of her regardless of the harshness of their city.
For Silco, this Council was not so different from the old one. It loomed large and overreaching, a thumb on his existence that he spent a lifetime rebelling against and would continue to do so until the day that he ceased to be.]
They are not so different from our Council; the illusion of caring for its citizens remains, and those of the undercity remains the scourge of their dispassionate eye. And yes, a sentient golem species and a yordle along with five humans. We don't know what the current one is staffed with yet.
The best course of action may be to leave Aldrip altogether. The Council's reach seems to be hampered by living in another city, or at least that is my suspicion with Kirimann and your sister having to come to Rumpitur to collect me for sentencing. It wasn't Kirimann's choice.
I will not have you controlled for long if I can help it. We are of the free city of glass and metal, the nation of Zaun. We do as we must for survival and enhancing our lives anyway we can.
Text; Charm (cw: whoever is stalking, just know this probably warnings for a while)
Date: 2024-02-10 06:47 pm (UTC)Text; Charm (cw: why would anyone stalk this trash fire?)
Date: 2024-02-10 06:49 pm (UTC)Text; Charm (cw: seeing the end result of a car crash is fun to watch on the sidelines)
Date: 2024-02-10 06:57 pm (UTC)Text; Charm (cw: i salute their interest)
Date: 2024-02-10 07:00 pm (UTC)Text; Charm (cw: 🤩)
Date: 2024-02-10 07:08 pm (UTC)but its like this too.
lets say im down and out and someone decides to grab my trusty pistol from me (will never happen, this is pretend!). they aim it at me and they shoot me dead. see, i take THAT as my pistol taking me out. not whoever is on the other end. because its still my thing that got me. and id be ok with that.
Text; Charm
Date: 2024-02-10 07:16 pm (UTC)[See what he did there?]
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Date: 2024-02-10 07:21 pm (UTC)Text; Charm 2/2
Date: 2024-02-10 07:23 pm (UTC)well!
good thing ive already punished her a million times after that. dropping her and scraping her against the floors and stuff.
Text; Charm
Date: 2024-02-10 07:26 pm (UTC)Good, so that is one less thing to stand between us. That punishment does seem adequate.
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Date: 2024-02-10 09:24 pm (UTC)Text; Charm
Date: 2024-02-10 09:41 pm (UTC)By that same logic, the monkey bomb killed your family, or the stones themselves which were created by the Talis boy.
[Making it so that she had to take no responsibility for her actions wouldn't back-fire right?]
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Date: 2024-02-11 03:52 pm (UTC)i dont like admitting i get them, but this is just between u and me so its ok.
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Date: 2024-02-11 04:34 pm (UTC)Do they bother you so much? They seem to have increased in frequency since the gemstone came into our lives.
[He wanted to say the sister, but he knew better. He also knew the sister was a spark to cause fire, not the incendiary.]
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Date: 2024-02-11 05:43 pm (UTC)i guess its just. pressure. maybe? back home was preettttty bonkers, ha ha!
Text; Charm
Date: 2024-02-11 05:50 pm (UTC)[It was also a frantic situation with many elements all competing for attention at the same time.]
There are less pressures here for similar results, yet, I see you struggling.
Text; Charm
Date: 2024-02-11 05:59 pm (UTC)well. some things been... hard.
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Date: 2024-02-11 06:06 pm (UTC)Text; Charm
Date: 2024-02-11 06:20 pm (UTC)but none of them were mages or gods or had some kind of power where they could just turn us on and off whenever they feel like it. not even janna did that. or at least in the stories ive been told to as a kid.
i dont HATE magic, but... that gives me the creepy crawlies. i dont like knowing someone can just null my shimmer ability or mess with my head. and i dont know when itll happen or when itll stop. ive never been... — ( she pauses, really hating the next word she's about to write.) — controlled before or needing to follow orders by someone else who isnt u. and i dont like how it feels. i feel caged. a lot. and i dont think my voices like it too much either.
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Date: 2024-02-11 06:58 pm (UTC)For Silco, this Council was not so different from the old one. It loomed large and overreaching, a thumb on his existence that he spent a lifetime rebelling against and would continue to do so until the day that he ceased to be.]
They are not so different from our Council; the illusion of caring for its citizens remains, and those of the undercity remains the scourge of their dispassionate eye. And yes, a sentient golem species and a yordle along with five humans. We don't know what the current one is staffed with yet.
The best course of action may be to leave Aldrip altogether. The Council's reach seems to be hampered by living in another city, or at least that is my suspicion with Kirimann and your sister having to come to Rumpitur to collect me for sentencing. It wasn't Kirimann's choice.
I will not have you controlled for long if I can help it. We are of the free city of glass and metal, the nation of Zaun. We do as we must for survival and enhancing our lives anyway we can.
It may come to war.
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