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maskormenace2014-06-26 02:22 pm
beenwaitinglong) wrote in maskormenace2014-06-26 02:22 pm
Entry tags:
- ruka | n/a,
- † armin arlert | n/a,
- † diego armando | godot,
- † edward nygma | the riddler,
- † eiko magami | n/a,
- † hans | prince of the southern isles,
- † isaac clarke | n/a,
- † kay faraday | great thief yatagarasu,
- † kotetsu t. kaburagi | wild tiger,
- † light yagami | n/a,
- † lucifer | n/a,
- † mako mankanshoku | n/a,
- † matt murdock | daredevil,
- † mia fey | n/a,
- † miles edgeworth | n/a,
- † roy mustang | the flame alchemist,
- † will graham | wolf trap,
- † yuri petrov | lunatic
Blend #4 - Video
[Godot sits on the sofa in the living room of his new apartment. The room is bare except for a few small boxes, and a coffee table in front of him on which the communicator is resting. Something like 12 white coffee cups are scattered around the table's surface.]
Indulge me in a parable, my Imported amigos.
[You don't really get a choice, it seems, as he is all ready to go. It's time for Morality, Philosophy and Coffee Talk with Godot.]
There once was a doctor who lived in a small, peaceful town. He was very successful, and often called to other nearby villages to care for the people there.
The doctor returned from a long journey one day to find the door to his home left open. When he went inside, to his horror, he found his family, dead, all the victims of murder. He caught a glimpse of a man fleeing through the back window with a bag of valuables. The doctor gave chase, but could the man escaped into the woods. There were no other witnesses, and the doctor was left alone with nothing but his grief.
[He pauses for a slow, savored sip of the coffee in his mug. For a moment, it almost seems he's forgotten about the story, so concerned is he with the coffee. Just when it starts to become an awkward silence, he continues.]
The doctor left his home to continue his traveling practice, haunted by what had happened to his family. Years passed, and he finally felt able to move on with his life.
One day, he was working the back lines of a battlefield. The camp was small, and he was the only doctor working. A cry came out from one of the nurses, and the doctor rushed to help. A patient needed surgery, quickly, in order to live.
But when the doctor saw the face of the man lying unconscious in the bed, he recognized him. It was the same man he had seen fleeing from his home the day his family had died. Here, a man who had made a vow to save lives held in his hands the life of a man who may have committed the ultimate personal wrong against him.
His oath and his livelihood bind him to save this man. However, he could also do nothing-- or alternatively, twist the scalpel in his hands a little too far to the left or right, press a little too hard, and watch him die.
[Godot gives this part a long, dramatic pause as he finishes off the last of his mug.]
That's the end of the story. But the answer depends on the listener.
So tell me. Does the doctor save his life, or not?
Indulge me in a parable, my Imported amigos.
[You don't really get a choice, it seems, as he is all ready to go. It's time for Morality, Philosophy and Coffee Talk with Godot.]
There once was a doctor who lived in a small, peaceful town. He was very successful, and often called to other nearby villages to care for the people there.
The doctor returned from a long journey one day to find the door to his home left open. When he went inside, to his horror, he found his family, dead, all the victims of murder. He caught a glimpse of a man fleeing through the back window with a bag of valuables. The doctor gave chase, but could the man escaped into the woods. There were no other witnesses, and the doctor was left alone with nothing but his grief.
[He pauses for a slow, savored sip of the coffee in his mug. For a moment, it almost seems he's forgotten about the story, so concerned is he with the coffee. Just when it starts to become an awkward silence, he continues.]
The doctor left his home to continue his traveling practice, haunted by what had happened to his family. Years passed, and he finally felt able to move on with his life.
One day, he was working the back lines of a battlefield. The camp was small, and he was the only doctor working. A cry came out from one of the nurses, and the doctor rushed to help. A patient needed surgery, quickly, in order to live.
But when the doctor saw the face of the man lying unconscious in the bed, he recognized him. It was the same man he had seen fleeing from his home the day his family had died. Here, a man who had made a vow to save lives held in his hands the life of a man who may have committed the ultimate personal wrong against him.
His oath and his livelihood bind him to save this man. However, he could also do nothing-- or alternatively, twist the scalpel in his hands a little too far to the left or right, press a little too hard, and watch him die.
[Godot gives this part a long, dramatic pause as he finishes off the last of his mug.]
That's the end of the story. But the answer depends on the listener.
So tell me. Does the doctor save his life, or not?
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The answer depends entirely on who's giving it-- their own biases, experiences and perspective filling in the details the parable leaves out.
[Like that prince nutjob down there extrapolating about the family.]
Should the doctor even trust himself to perform the surgery, do you think?
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Surgery relies on reflex and instinct. There's no room for worrying or hesitation.
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You're overthinking it. What if you replaced doctor with something like 'firefighter'? [Or hero, for that matter]
They're the only firefighter in a burning building for whatever reason, and the person trapped inside is that guy. Would there be a point asking if the firefighter trusts himself not to change his mind halfway through carrying him out and leave the guy to die?
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The only reason it's a doctor and not a firefighter is to imply a necessary level of skill-- so that no other players can step between the doctor and his patient. It's whittling the scenario down to the barest outline without taking away the analogy entirely.
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I don't. There's doing nothing, and then there's trying. He could still fail, but at least he tried. Telling himself he shouldn't do it is worse than deciding he won't because he doesn't want to. It's taking the easy way out while trying to justify it like he's actually doing the right thing.
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Humans are very complicated little creatures, aren't they, Mr. Kaburagi?
I don't think any of these answers is incorrect. I've seen people, defended people who never knew what they were capable of until the heat of the moment-- and yet, also known those for whom what is right is their sole guiding purpose in the world.
There are 253 distinct types of bitterness in a cup of coffee... and even more varieties of people. Countless, really.
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...also, how do you even know that, Godot. Kotetsu doesn't even know that much about mayonnaise and he fucking loves mayo.]
You know way too much about coffee.
[It's not quite flippant--just a thought to lighten the mood. Kotetsu is perfectly capable of being serious when a situation merits it, but he's also never been one to dwell on such heavy things outside of a crisis.]
There any particular reason you're asking about all of this, or just feeling reflective?
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[Which is to say... way too much.
He takes a casual sip and chuckles under his breath.]
No reason. My dark lady and I were having a quiet afternoon together and so decided to stir up a little trouble of our own.
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Why this one, though? I mean, there's gotta be a reason you picked it, right? Is it because of all the stuff going on lately, with that Manipulator guy?
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so
whats your answer
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