Solf J Kimblee (
explosivecombat) wrote2012-10-04 12:30 am
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Entry tags:
- !ic,
- *text,
- @crow hogan,
- @dr kato (hopefully not in a dress),
- @karkat vantas' impressive profanity,
- @kayneth archibald e-rank luck,
- @king logan's ttly awesome people skills,
- @lust,
- @rin okumura,
- @utena tenjou,
- being you guys is suffering,
- come at me bro,
- god is dead and my tl;dr has killed him,
- just thought he'd ask,
- my tiny violin tho,
- no sense of self-preservation,
- professor of fauxlosophy,
- texting into the void,
- why we can't have nice things
018. [Text, and one other thing.]
[TEXT]
Due to various circumstances in my world of origin, for quite a while, time was immeasurable for me. It came to lack meaning. Weeks bled into months, months into years. In some ways, this world seems like that for many of us; there's a lack of structure, and the list of things that one can do with themselves before they settle into some sort of day-to-day routine is incredibly short. These creatures become a part of our daily lives; this world becomes a part of our daily lives. And before we know it, we've spent weeks here. Months. Years.
That blank spot in my life lasted for seven years, I believe. Yet with nothing else to focus on, I discovered more about myself in those seven years than I did over the course of most of the rest of my life. Spending that long in the dark - whether it's physical or otherwise - tends to teach one a lot, I believe, even if it's just where your limits lie.
You'll have to forgive me for the needless introspection; if you're humoring me by continuing to read, either you have more patience than most at half-midnight, or this is one of those messages on the feed that greets you first thing in the morning. But apparently time does have meaning to most people in this place - in which case...
Tell me how long you've been here, if you choose, and what you've come to discover about yourself in that time.
I suppose it's worth saying that personally, I've been here for a year, as of half an hour ago.
For me, it's been another year where time has next to no meaning, despite the fact that I have an easy way to keep track of it; another year with no direction, though I wouldn't say it's been spent in the dark. Whether I like what I've discovered about myself or not within that year has yet to be seen; however, I find myself content with the way things are.
While I know that I have no choice in the matter, I think I could tolerate another year.
[PRIVATE TEXT TO KATO]
I have a favor to ask of you.
Due to various circumstances in my world of origin, for quite a while, time was immeasurable for me. It came to lack meaning. Weeks bled into months, months into years. In some ways, this world seems like that for many of us; there's a lack of structure, and the list of things that one can do with themselves before they settle into some sort of day-to-day routine is incredibly short. These creatures become a part of our daily lives; this world becomes a part of our daily lives. And before we know it, we've spent weeks here. Months. Years.
That blank spot in my life lasted for seven years, I believe. Yet with nothing else to focus on, I discovered more about myself in those seven years than I did over the course of most of the rest of my life. Spending that long in the dark - whether it's physical or otherwise - tends to teach one a lot, I believe, even if it's just where your limits lie.
You'll have to forgive me for the needless introspection; if you're humoring me by continuing to read, either you have more patience than most at half-midnight, or this is one of those messages on the feed that greets you first thing in the morning. But apparently time does have meaning to most people in this place - in which case...
Tell me how long you've been here, if you choose, and what you've come to discover about yourself in that time.
I suppose it's worth saying that personally, I've been here for a year, as of half an hour ago.
For me, it's been another year where time has next to no meaning, despite the fact that I have an easy way to keep track of it; another year with no direction, though I wouldn't say it's been spent in the dark. Whether I like what I've discovered about myself or not within that year has yet to be seen; however, I find myself content with the way things are.
While I know that I have no choice in the matter, I think I could tolerate another year.
[PRIVATE TEXT TO KATO]
I have a favor to ask of you.
text; private
Speaking of which, I believe it's time we had a talk. [ Those words never mean something good.
Until today. ]
text; private
...then again, Kimblee is kind of horribly self-destructive. Helping the inhuman monsters destroy humanity despite being human himself? Sounds legit tbh!!!]
Is that so - did something happen, or is this more of a...friendly conversation, for lack of a more appropriate term?
[c'mon c'mon this sounds awesome]
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It's ok. After going out for ice cream, and a very long walk on the beach, they can go and blow up a school bus or something. It'll be their thing! ]
It's more of the friendly variety. See, I have been thinking about your little partner in crime, if you will.
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Believe me. It won't.
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Is he currently deceived? That white suit can leave quite a contrast of what's expected. [ She'll just... have a sarcastic quip to vent about her failure. ]
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If you get my drift.
text; private || 1/3??? I guess. I like the number three.
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Oh well. She better respond to this anyways. ]
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However, the first part of what you said is very reassuring. So, shall you break it to him first, or shall I?
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I'm fairly sure he'll be receptive either way; he's quite the ambitious one, after all. It comes down to a matter of personal preference, then; we may not be in Amestris any longer, but you know that I continue to cede to your will here.
[Except for the part where he's realized by now that you people kind of really, really suck, and working for you sucked about equally badly.
...at least he still likes you personally, Lust, it could be worse.]
text; private
>I appreciate the dedication. Unfortunately, there's not much work to go around since we're in an entirely different location, but I suppose it could be worse. There could be a dearth of things to get out your impulses. [ In kinder words: the world is your playground. ] If only the rest of my colleagues were here to pitch in a bit. [ THANKS FOR LEAVING HER ALONE GUYS 8|aaa cough sloth wrath and gluttony cough.
You damn right better like her personality. She's sort of the only sane homunculi, even if she's a sociopath. At least she's a sociopath that has her shit together. ]
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[And Pride - don't forget Pride, the little shit.]
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Oh plz she'd make fun of pride with you. Daddy's little girl trolls her siblings. ]