恙神 涯 (Tsutsugami Gai) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
voidseeing) wrote2013-08-23 12:39 am
voidseeing) wrote2013-08-23 12:39 am
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[The events of a week and a half ago still hang heavy over Gai's mind, something that's unusual for him. He's had his body altered without his consent, even his mind during a few experiments before, but to have his memory messed with... it's far more disconcerting than even he wants to admit. Add in everything else that happened, and you've got one broody former terrorist leader who can't even take out his unhappiness in the Battle Dome due to that damn virus.
So he opts to express himself in another way that's familiar to him, one that doesn't require any physical exertion. Something tells him that he's not the only one feeling this way right now...
When the journal entry begins, the camera is covered, obscuring its owner. All there is is a song playing over the journals, letting the music and the lyrics speak for themselves.
But that isn't all. Once it finishes playing, a written message will appear in a neat and practiced hand.]
There is a universal constant among this world and every other. The world will always force a choice on those within it: either to sit quietly by and be selected out, or to adapt and change. Those are the only two paths that can be chosen.
Our opponents made a fatal mistake when they expected us to choose the former. They underestimated our desire to survive, and that proved to be their undoing. We rose to the challenge, and we survived. And we will keep on surviving, no matter what they may try to send at us. We won't roll over and play dead the way they expect us to.
Well done, Luceti. You should be proud.
So he opts to express himself in another way that's familiar to him, one that doesn't require any physical exertion. Something tells him that he's not the only one feeling this way right now...
When the journal entry begins, the camera is covered, obscuring its owner. All there is is a song playing over the journals, letting the music and the lyrics speak for themselves.
But that isn't all. Once it finishes playing, a written message will appear in a neat and practiced hand.]
There is a universal constant among this world and every other. The world will always force a choice on those within it: either to sit quietly by and be selected out, or to adapt and change. Those are the only two paths that can be chosen.
Our opponents made a fatal mistake when they expected us to choose the former. They underestimated our desire to survive, and that proved to be their undoing. We rose to the challenge, and we survived. And we will keep on surviving, no matter what they may try to send at us. We won't roll over and play dead the way they expect us to.
Well done, Luceti. You should be proud.
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...besides, don't you think it'd be a little boring if everyone thought like this? You and I'd be out of a job!
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The job of showing people how to better themselves, and helping them bit by bit along the way.
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It ain't anything that special.
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Besides. I've got my own deal here. Why don't you try your hand at it, just to see? This town isn't so big that it'll be impossible.
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It just happened on accident for me. And, I'm still something of a new guy here-- no one'll listen to what I've gotta say, and people have already got those bases covered.
The game's already rolling. I'm just gonna watch and let it roll for a while, but you sound like you've got something different in mind.
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Just jumping in is a great recipe to get yourself killed. It's kinda sad that a lot of these kids don't realize that.
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But, even then. Sometimes it's unavoidable. [A short laugh.] Haha, at least they will come back, even if you've gotta pity the poor sap who runs headlong for it.
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