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victory_road2019-07-30 03:36 pm
cyclonely) wrote in victory_road2019-07-30 03:36 pm
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hello, poke universe, i'm john egbert! or, general poke land, i guess... poke lands. i have a probably really dumb request but just stay with me here for now. come with me on this, uh, idiot journey.
so, i arrived here two days ago and i thought i knew what was going on. i have done pokemon before, i know how the game works. i even got nostalgic and replayed it four years ago so i'm not THAT out of practice. the thing is, i forgot that stuff that takes maybe ten minutes on the game boy would obviously take much longer in person?
basically, i bought some more snacks but i am still on route 29 with no sight of cherrygrove city and i am out of food. is there anything like a bike delivery service that i can order from because i am not finding it with a preliminary search. i can't afford much because there don't seem to be any people to fight on this route but it would be pretty stupid if i couldn't even make it to the first real city?
did they fix it here so you can ride the horse pokemon, incidentally, because i always thought it was weird that you had to get a bike instead of just putting on a special flame proof saddle and riding a ponyta. or non fire horses i guess because there are actually a lot of pokemon here i don't recognise and i guess a special flame proof saddle would cost the same as a bike anyway.
so, i arrived here two days ago and i thought i knew what was going on. i have done pokemon before, i know how the game works. i even got nostalgic and replayed it four years ago so i'm not THAT out of practice. the thing is, i forgot that stuff that takes maybe ten minutes on the game boy would obviously take much longer in person?
basically, i bought some more snacks but i am still on route 29 with no sight of cherrygrove city and i am out of food. is there anything like a bike delivery service that i can order from because i am not finding it with a preliminary search. i can't afford much because there don't seem to be any people to fight on this route but it would be pretty stupid if i couldn't even make it to the first real city?
did they fix it here so you can ride the horse pokemon, incidentally, because i always thought it was weird that you had to get a bike instead of just putting on a special flame proof saddle and riding a ponyta. or non fire horses i guess because there are actually a lot of pokemon here i don't recognise and i guess a special flame proof saddle would cost the same as a bike anyway.
ok I give up, SYNCING IT UP NOW
also jane told me you were a rude fuck to her so what the hell is that about? i know she's not from earth c but aren't you guys pals? what the fuck.
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Besides, what's the alternative? I play nice, take advantage of her kindness, and then reveal myself by accident? Surprise, I'm not your friend.
No. I make it a personal policy not to lie to people's faces, John. Or behind their backs, for that matter.
So your request? Noted. All the fucked up duties go to me. That was in the fine print already, but I don't mind having it writ large. Good call, really. Fucked up shit is part and parcel of dealing with someone like me.
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actually i think the thing you haven't considered here is that you're wrong. if being an ultimate self is about losing all the boundaries between you and the other yous then this jane is just as valid as any other jane. treating her like a fake version seems like a personal problem you are having to me!
you obviously think you are being really logical here but it doesn't seem like that from where i'm standing. it mostly seems like you are feeling sorry for yourself about a bunch of bad situations you put yourself in to.
so as it turns out i really don't want to help you unless you get over yourself because i don't actually trust you to not be doing this for some sort of fucked up self-flagellation reason. and that seems like a bad reason for me to start following your instructions.
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'Jane.'
The funny thing about it is, if John had just thought about this subject a little more, he might have tripped on the obvious. The part where Dirk is the way less shitty Bro to Dave Strider, and also the one where he is that exact same awful man--and his little doll, too.]
I warned you against trying to be Rose, John. This is why. You're going off half-cocked again, and this time without even a Chekhov to write your scene.
You got as far as 'reality isn't subjective,' but now you seem stuck on the hurdle of 'reality isn't objective,' since the belief in an objective truth is really the only condition under which your assertions make any sense. Unfortunately, it's equally untrue. The nature of reality is neither objective nor subjective, and is liable to the influence of any power capable of seeing beyond that dichotomy.
Which I mean literally. The power to observe reality as it is written is very rare. But here we are. I'll try to meet you on your level, though.
It seems to me that if I am the sum of all possible selves, which I am, then doesn't it stand to reason that I would know 'Jane' and the Ultimate Self a little better than you would?
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either you stop being a douche or you don't get whatever weird story purpose i represent! it is as simple as that! i don't do favors for fuckasses! you can both objectively AND subjectively FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!
CW: Death, mostly
No. Of course. I see what's happening here.
You're obviously still pretty upset and disoriented from your death. I can understand that. There's a certain nightmarish quality to your own termination when experienced phenomenologically. You could simplify it, easily. Use little words. They're just as likely to capture the experience as a desperate logorrhea. It's painful. It's scary. It might be argued that death, ultimately, is an event that cannot occur without the phenomenon of trauma. And trauma, it's known, leaves indelible marks upon the fabric of the mind. The literal topography of the brain is altered, the chemical pathways and electric impulses forever changed by what may only be seconds in time. You might think that a potential impermanence to the outcome would ameliorate the emotional ravages, but my experience is that it may actually be of little comfort in the aftermath.
And you didn't exactly go quickly. Did you? Did it help, having time to reflect upon your own death?
Right. In retrospect, it was pretty insensitive of me to intrude upon your post when you've barely had time to process your own tragedy.
I'll give you some time to think this over. Go hang out with Jane if that's what you need to do. We'll talk later.
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who is trying to be rose now?!
[A long pause. John's calming down. It helps that Jane is there, telling him not to waste his time on this. (Even though she, too, is wasting her time on this.)]
i'm fine. i don't need a break to process anything and i'm not changing my mind. i don't want you to pretend to be friends with jane or lie about a bunch of stuff and i especially don't want you to psychoanalyse my death or whatever it was you were doing there?
this isn't some sort of hostage situation. that actually is not what i'm doing. all i am saying is you are super wrong about this, and jane is real and counts.
and if you don't even know that, why would i believe that you're right about what to do here?
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Now that he's told John he's going to talk later and that hyperintensity of focus has broken, he suddenly wants nothing more than to not talk to anyone at all. He actually feels.... extremely. Extremely unwell?
Ugh.
Ugggh. Yeah. God. His fucking head. He feels disgusting. Time to call it.]
Later, John. All in good time.
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