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[witchplease]

[ The alias attached to the entry reads only Scarlet Witch, no name given. The alias is a relic, a token from the old days when she and Pietro shouted revolution from the rooftops. After HYDRA, Wanda didn't think she had anything to fear anymore. No cell could hold her, no bullets could touch her. Together, she and Pietro were invincible. No one could hurt them again.

Then, she came here. ]

today i have learned that in america, a hero is someone who grows fat and lazy off the praises that are given to him, but he has not earned. for this, a hero will give away his freedom.

[ Though she does not fear as she once did, Wanda doesn't accept the tattoo on her wrist easily. Rather than being gunned down in the streets, the masses of "imPorts" allow themselves to be cataloged and controlled -- even those that profess to be unhappy with their enslavement. They say things like, "it could be worse," using that to justify their own slothfulness.

It could always be worse. That doesn't make it right. ]

where i am from, the avengers are so high in their tower that humans appear to them only as little ants. the complacency i see here is worse, i think.

where do i find a true hero?

Comments

[witchplease]

so it is my fault for not having seen them?

[nostalgiabomb]

Nah. Far as I know, maybe Europe as a collective whole isn't a fan of lightsabers or ruby red slippers.

Wouldn't know. I've never been.

[witchplease]

apparently we are not? but the coffee is much better in europe than here.

i have never been to missouri. or any other planet. i think this makes us even.

[nostalgiabomb]

If it helps? You're not missing out on the Missouri front.

It's, like. Go outside. Find a field. Multiply it sixty million times.

Bam. Missouri.

[witchplease]

is that so different from space? If you find an empty area and multiply it sixty million times, you will have more space.

[nostalgiabomb]

Change "sixty million" to "pretty much infinity" and throw in a celestial body or station every now and again, and-- yeah. You've pretty much nailed it.

But, none of those assholes have any clue what a good cup of coffee tastes like out there. To them, it comes in variations of sludge or sludgier sludge. And that's comin' from the palette of an American, so that's gotta tell you something.

[witchplease]

it tells me i never want to go to space.

[nostalgiabomb]

I mean, it's not all bad.

[ A beat. ]

I mean, there's, you know. A lot of it. Space. I mean. There's a reason they call it that. And sometimes? You might, you know. Run into an asteroid.

[witchplease]

asteroids are good? you do not crash?

[nostalgiabomb]

They can be good. Lots of the time they're a nice source of metal. Offer the coordinates and the estimated trajectory to the right person and you can get a decent chunk of cash.

And navigating an asteroid field can get kinda hairy sometimes, but-- [ And here he starts sounding rather proud. Smug. Like a parent talking about how their little Suzie is five years old and reading at a twelfth grade level. ] She's fast and agile as hell. Small, sure, but I could thread a needle with her, and I could turn her on a dime.