ᴅʀ. ᴀbel ɢideon, the Chesapeake Rip-Off (
enabeled) wrote in
maskormenace2014-01-21 06:56 pm
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[ There's a careful sort of fumbling with the communicator, the kind that comes from someone unused to at least using settings such as video. It's more of a performance, after all, and if you're going to the trouble there's something to be said for presentation. It's set across from him, as one might record a video diary or a confession.
Abel Gideon is wearing a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hands resting atop each other, fingers to wrist. ]
Now, I think by now we're all accustomed to a little inconvenience. Many of us intimately familiar, even... but regardless of history here we all are. Not that I would suggest there's anything right or wrong about that, either. Who am I to say? Just is. Here we all are... foreign visitors, lost to a strange new land.
Me, I can't complain. By a certain point in your life you come to realize the scarcity of true... opportunity. That and clarity. So. To get to the point... I think people get manipulated in two major kinds of ways.
[ He holds up two fingers in the world's laziest mockery of a peace sign, though it almost seems an unconscious motion for how much he acknowledges any movement occurred. ]
There's the kind where they give you answers. And there's the kind where they keep answers from you. Now the two may overlap, probably will -- usually do -- but motive may often lay inherit in what the ratio is. Not knowing that it's hard to really know what to trust. That's what I think.
Abel Gideon is wearing a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his hands resting atop each other, fingers to wrist. ]
Now, I think by now we're all accustomed to a little inconvenience. Many of us intimately familiar, even... but regardless of history here we all are. Not that I would suggest there's anything right or wrong about that, either. Who am I to say? Just is. Here we all are... foreign visitors, lost to a strange new land.
Me, I can't complain. By a certain point in your life you come to realize the scarcity of true... opportunity. That and clarity. So. To get to the point... I think people get manipulated in two major kinds of ways.
[ He holds up two fingers in the world's laziest mockery of a peace sign, though it almost seems an unconscious motion for how much he acknowledges any movement occurred. ]
There's the kind where they give you answers. And there's the kind where they keep answers from you. Now the two may overlap, probably will -- usually do -- but motive may often lay inherit in what the ratio is. Not knowing that it's hard to really know what to trust. That's what I think.

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I can't imagine that you created yourself from nothing.
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If you say so.
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If identity were only ever a mirror, then what they ask of us now may become an immutable aspect of one's "self." As long as we remember it.
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[ #undecided freeloader life ]
But, even though you are right, it's for certain that some of our number will be quick to manipulate them.
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Plenty to manipulate if one was the sort. After all -- nothing yet to lose.
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Mmmm. Nothing we haven't lost before, anyway.
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Specifically I mean that some people were trapped before they came here.
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But I won't pry, if you don't want to say anything.
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However you choose to interpret it.
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Because humans are subjective.
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The world doesn't observe and draw conclusions about itself, you know.
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