soul_campaign | text; 024 - MAY 18/'10

My, what could possibly make you hate so much?
[Asks the guy who can't tell the difference between hate and admiration.]

[A real, sincere moment of thought is given to this.]
Pal yes. The other two I'm not certain I've heard. Especially the last. Though a young man here does enjoy the word 'fuck'. Maybe speaking with him would give you a level playing field on the use of that word? His name is Mello.

Life in general, maybe. Who knows?

[ Hate is a healthy component in the developing psyche of every young troll. Get yours today! ]

What the hell kind of name is Mellow? [ His disbelief, it could be partitioned and packaged and stored for winter, that's how thick it is. ] I think I do pretty well on my own, thanks.

You don't get out often, do you?

Are you ever happy?

It's a name just as any other name. Something to call someone by. [The independence is interesting here. Everything Beyond says is a test of some sort.]

No. I prefer to stay home much easier than going out.

Nope. [ which is a terrible lie, but he's managed to make himself believe it this week, which is all that matters to him in the long run. ]

It's a stupid name is what it is.

[ a pause, a small sound of adolescent disgust. ] You're on of those people, aren't you?

No? Never happy- ever? Did you not receive nurturing as young man?

Mello is a fine name. A name like any other -- maybe you should tell him how stupid it is and you could hash it out?

Those people? What sort of people?

Does it sound like I ever did?

[ A theatrical huff. He's frowning at his SC, thoughtful. ] I'd hate for the stupid to rub off on me.

And, lastly:

Basement dweller.

Do you truly want my honest opinion? From what it sounds like, you'll say no, but you've posted your disdain to the system where all of us can see it all of us can. That makes me believe that perhaps you're reaching out. Wanting to share, even if you don't think you do. You're perplexing.

Instead of physical contact, I'd suggest a conversation over the system? Then there's no chance he'll find a reason to brush against you if you're worried he will.

Incorrect.
I'm in my apartment.

Maybe I want to share, and maybe I just want to announce how fucking shitty I'm feeling at any given moment so that the nooksacks who I have to deal with on a nightly basis have some modicum of an idea of what to expect when I pay a visit. [ Weirded out? Even if he is, he isn't giving any sign to it, nope. ]

Whatever.

Same difference. You know what they call that too?

Ahh. Frustrations with day to day life. It's disparaging, isn't it? Maybe you should act on your hatred. Sometimes that's the only way to find resolution, action.

[Grin.]

I've no time for labels, labels don't find us our freedom.

I already am, aren't I? I'm talking to you. My ability to string together two cohesive thoughts has lowered so much, I've forgotten just exactly what it was I hated in the first place. Wow, what a miracle!

[ hah. ]

Labels make it easier for the people who aren't you to puzzle out how best to deal with you. Or to consider you a lost cause. Both are equally plausible.

No, not in particular. You're talking through it, actions speak louder than words. There are missions in which you could redirect your anger toward a more lucrative endeavour. I'm glad you've forgotten though.

And if I reject the idea of labels? Then does that negate the issue? I find you neither a lost cause or am I truly puzzling out how to deal with you. You're dealing with you well enough on your own.

I honestly can't tell if you're sincere about that or just being an ass.

Are you doing to discriminate against my desire to use labels for my own personal use and understanding?

For someone who claims hate so fervently even if I said you were wrong, would you believe it?

No. I'll respect your decisions and methods as much as you respect my own.

Truthfully? I wouldn't. Points for you, though, for actually cottoning on.

I see what you did there. Hah.

I enjoy gaining points. For the record, you were wrong though.

[He's busy nibbling away at the side of his fingernail bed, it muffles his voice a little bit.]
Did you?
[Until he lets go.]
I'd hoped so. Mutual respect is a very important thing.

Doubtlessly so. I haven't even had my evening tea yet.

Acknowledgment doesn't equate to respect, bro, though it does eventually beget it.
So congrats, you got me using my thinkpan so early in the night.

Tea sounds lovely, it's perfect for winding down. Do you prefer a certain type?

I've been misunderstood. Garnering your respect would mean that we would have to meet on a common level. We've yet to obtain something of the sort aside my ability to... engage your thinkpan. It seems at almost every turn we might disagree-- Could that be our commonality?

[ without thinking: ] Chameowmile.

Well now, that depends. The chance that we might find a subject we agree on is relatively high still, considering the sheer volumes of worldly topics that we've yet to even touch on in discussion.

[...Did he just say meow?]
That's a type I can't say I haven't tried.

Oh?
What would you prefer we talk about?

[ he's trying not to facepalm even as they speak. ]
It's okay. Purrl Gr- I mean Earl Grey is fine too. [ GODDAMMIT DI ]

At the risk of being too forward, might I suggest the topic of BREW? What are your thoughts?

[So he was working in cat noises. And then trying to retract them, how interesting.]
I really have to ask, the reception of my question may be met with more of our commonality. Are you conditioned to use cat noises or are those slips?

[...........................
Wait what?
Did someone just give him an ounce of respect enough to maybe consider he may not like a topic? What?
His pause doesn't last long, but wow]
I don't enjoy their methods and I view them as one side of a two sided story I can't gain access to the other side's view of. However, a young man here said to me that if I have someone here to protect it should be my priority. That's a paraphrase, but I've made friends here I don't wish to see hurt. After seeing what the opposition had done relentlessly, I can see the need to protect ourselves however fighting a war we're never given both sides to doesn't seem fair or proper.

Force of habit. [ His rep. Down the drain. Thank you, legion of Leijons. ]

Best part of that is you're not the first sucker to think that way. [ Points: granted, however grudgingly. ] A lot of newcomers, much like ourselves, basically get our asses lead up the metaphorical garden path of good intentions and straight into the frontlines based off that friendly outlook alone.

Unfair as the system is, it's figured out an effective way to operate regardless, wouldn't you agree?

[Not so down the drain, just an interesting slip of the tongue.]
A habit most unique.

[He's listening, quiet and respectful.]
I would absolutely agree. Not only but I enjoy that you're neither sugar coating or pulling punches in telling me what others have found and failed. I've no want to go down their roads. Fight or die is a very strong message, bringing us here to do so while the people native to the countries seem angry about it is a little odd.

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