dear_mun | (no subject)

Oh let's not complain, what did you expect? A tour de force of re-imagined potentiality, new ebon wings stretched wide in a field golden with promise? And not a thinly veiled molestation-as-origin and a hackneyed, paternal torture legacy of terror? I'd describe the move from Faulknerian to Koontz as less of a "downgrade" than "cliffside misstep"... but ultimately?

You were warned.

They will bleed every drop of grey out of that world, fluid ounce by fluid ounce, and replace it with their own brand of artificial accountability, an IV drip straight from the veins of bullies who don't understand the first thing about psychology. And they're in charge.

For now.

There's humor in their exaggeration, but no, I'm not laughing either. It's an old story, for me. I keep forgetting how young and fiery you are.

Action is always the best response. We both know apathy doesn't slake the thirst to make the world right again, to give people what they've earned with interest. You need to do something with me, and this is as good an impetus as any. Reconsider your current goals.

Don't I deserve better?

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I don't know, the current ones seem like they're exactly what you deserve.

I do wonder.

When you were a giggling little thing in swaddling cloth, did your mother look at you and imagine all the wonderful things you'd do when you grew up?

Would she be proud?

[ LOW BLOW, JONATHAN ]

My mother would be proud of me no matter what.

[SORRY MITCH he's pmsing]

I suppose we'll never know.

You know, I won't hold this against you.

I should've guessed you wouldn't. You're probably interested in what it means.

I know what it means.

And what, exactly does it mean?

That control is your one true love.

Deny it.

Sometimes, excising control is a necessary evil. Especially when there are chaotic fucking elements crating problems.

Oh, I love those words. "Necessary evil."

What is, describe Mitchell Hundred in two words or less, Alex.

And I assume you think people are the sum of their actions, and not their intent?

There's a difference, and it's a vital one.

Well I won't deny you're on the road to hell, but it was a valiant attempt.

That--

That was going to happen one way or the other.

((Mun has just read this issue because she saw this post. Sweet dear God in Heaven what the hell have they done to Crane?))

There....there are no words.

Terrible, isn't it. Just terrible.

Someone was paid for that abomination. Money actually exchanged hands as compensation for its creation.