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Entry tags:
- !days 220-229,
- !games,
- akin iyapo shing kaalnikanjlo,
- allen walker,
- amy pond,
- apollo justice,
- edward elric,
- excel,
- flonne,
- gokudera hayato,
- howard link,
- impmon,
- jace beleren,
- kiryuu zero,
- lady,
- nakayama yayoi,
- rabi,
- selendis,
- shinonome kon,
- syaoran,
- takizawa yuta,
- uchiha itachi,
- wanijima akito,
- yoi-te,
- {chaz villette},
- {doumeki shizuka},
- {gaara},
- {kohaku},
- {kuchiha},
- {ryner lute},
- {{{taiki}}},
- {{{zelgadis greywords}}},
- ~flowers,
- ~messenger
Game 140
Who: Anyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 229, noonish
What: [On the throne today is a smiling youth, face ringed by black curls. He has a harp-like instrument in his lap and a pen behind his ear. It's been a while since any have seen him, but, perhaps, to the oldest and most keen observers here, he seems perhaps a touch thinner than last time. The Arena is not terribly decorated for his appearance, indeed, if not for the statue sitting there, one would not be sure this was really a call at all.]
Good afternoon, duckies, good afternoon! Who's ready for some wholesome (and platonic!) self-exploration and completely non-fatal fun, hmm? I know I certainly am. Yes, I'm sure you've all been having just unbearable amounts of fun, but you know, let's just- . . .
[clears his throat]
Ahem. Sorry, I was saying, let's just slow it down. Maybe, oh, I don't know, talk about our feelings a while.
((Technically, yes, this is a loser game, but anyone can play.))
Where: The Arena
When: Day 229, noonish
What: [On the throne today is a smiling youth, face ringed by black curls. He has a harp-like instrument in his lap and a pen behind his ear. It's been a while since any have seen him, but, perhaps, to the oldest and most keen observers here, he seems perhaps a touch thinner than last time. The Arena is not terribly decorated for his appearance, indeed, if not for the statue sitting there, one would not be sure this was really a call at all.]
Good afternoon, duckies, good afternoon! Who's ready for some wholesome (and platonic!) self-exploration and completely non-fatal fun, hmm? I know I certainly am. Yes, I'm sure you've all been having just unbearable amounts of fun, but you know, let's just- . . .
[clears his throat]
Ahem. Sorry, I was saying, let's just slow it down. Maybe, oh, I don't know, talk about our feelings a while.
((Technically, yes, this is a loser game, but anyone can play.))
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...because privacy, as a people, is important... who you choose to show things to, who you choose to tell things to, that takes on significance, and there are inherent understandings about it. Secrets... it's not okay to 'steal' them or come by them illegitimately. It's a ...violation. Privacy is about... negotiating the boundaries of what you trust someone enough to tell, not prying when someone you trust or care about doesn't want to tell because sometimes things are too inherently painful to discuss. Learning things without someone's permission is ... a violation. It's an act of defying the other person's ...desires and wills... for your own selfish demands. There are things... in me... I would rather take to the grave... then let the people I love and trust most know. I can tell that that's... anathema? To you. But to us, that border is important. That I could tell Miharu, as I died, "thank you for staying with me and not asking anything" means he respected me... he respected my reasons for not wanting to tell.
I can understand why to someone who reads minds... it might seem primitive? But to me, the opposite, your ability to read everything, your ability to open everything, seems... wrong. I wouldn't want it. I'd never want it.
...I can respect you do. But. ...