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15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
at once short of life, and long of sorrow.
[You are dead.
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
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Ahhaha! My, I believe the Bard said it best here - "Thou doth protest too much!"
Forgive me my laughing, but it's quite hilarious! Even, dare I say it, adorable. Brain, you are a logical being to the utmost, as I expected - but even you are overlooking a single point of logic in your statements.
That possessiveness, selfishness? You said that they were not base. But, indeed, they are. I mean it not in an insulting sense, but in a primal one. And the fact that you even took offense to it means that this is closer to a sore spot than even you would like to examine.
[His eyes...he's staring at Brain like one would stare at an interesting animal, or bug. Piercing, yet attempting to piece him together.]
You so fervently call her yours, yet proclaim you have no capacity to feel love. Does that also extend to comfort? To the feeling of safety? After all, you claim you cannot feel positive emotions, yet even the feeling of possession and selfishness, in of itself, is born of the kernel of positive emotion towards something at its core, and realizing you want that so desperately for yourself.
Is it not logical, then to say that because you felt that sort of positive emotion - even as small as it might be - that you deigned to consider her yours?
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No. It is not logical at all.
[stated, bluntly]
However, if we are to reference William Shakespeare, then it has suddenly become clear that the common curse of mankind, folly and ignorance, be thine in great revenue.
A shame for someone who is supposedly the Napoléon of Crime.
2/3
It is hardly a claim that I cannot feel positive emotion; it is a fact. I am an artificial life form. I have the ability to grow by copying the negative emotions, appearance, and mannerisms of a human. I was then able to evolve beyond that human syncing with a different human who had a particularly strong negative emotion that coincided with my specialty emotion, envy. I used them to gain power, to evolve, to become greater--and then I discarded them.
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My possessiveness, my selfishness, are not born of any kernel of positive emotion. It is negative to its core; it is in my very code. [he leans forward a bit] Unless, of course, you are trying to tell me that you know my code better than I do? [there's more than a fair bit of sarcasm there--he scoffs, sitting back again]
Or, worse yet, that you're trying to compare how I use emotion to that of a human? [dryly]