text. id: jonathan crane

[restingstitchface]

When I studied behavioural psychology, certain disordered individuals displayed a clear and pervasive need to gain compliance and control over others. Antisocial patients with a grandiose sense of self manipulated others into following their wishes. Hysterical inmates who needed the spotlight enthralled timid personalities to use and abuse.

Back home I had excellent resources to correct their deviancy. Well, now I'm away from home, and all I want is to get my hands on some new medicine. Because right now, they're tied when it comes to correcting the behaviour of individuals who currently suffer nothing more than a slight to their reputation.

But enough. What is my question, you ask?

It's simple.

How might we as a community ethically encourage our worst people to do good things?

21. Can't Talk, I'm A Little Horseradish

[continuousgroaning]

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i have so many questions????

like does this have something to do with all the weird animals appearing

will the horses themselves explode because uh, if so we'll be having issues, unless they're horse robots and even then that seems like a waste

and are there two horse-sized men or 1,000 man-sized horses

001 ✗ you adjust your reason, until you see the light from where you are

[heartofthedream]

[ When Jean turns on the Network, there is a sedate seriousness to her. Calm expression even as her bright green eyes were conflicted, still more than a little distracted processing what has happened, while she shifted and started as simply as she could. ]

Hello, I’ve been told that new arrivals are encouraged to reach out and see if anyone else they know has already come here. My name is Jean Grey, and I come from another Earth.

[ It is at least half true, and more besides. She’s used to complicated truths, and the bending walls of time and reality and the far reaches of the Omniverse. Jean doesn’t always love it, but it could be worse. It could be so much worse. Everything she’s touched and sensed since waking has not been anywhere near as bad as some of the times she’d woken. From the ocean, the ground, alternate universes, future timelines, past ones, completely outside of all of them. ]

I'm seeking any of my family and friends who might already be here.

I’d, also, like to reach out to those currently running things. I would like to learn more about what has been happening here the last few years, and to the world I heard came before this one, at least to the best of my ability. I appreciate anyone’s help that would be willing.