welcome sleepies, to our very first meme saturday! every month a little mod-hosted meme will go up for us to play around with admist the chaos, and this theme was chosen by popular demand! we've all heard about texts from last night, but have you heard of......
MURMURS FROM LAST NIGHT
strange things happen in the night. maybe you drink, or dream, or get high as a kite, and it's hard to hide it! especially when we're all collectively connected in a way! the rules are quite simple! you may even know them by now.
π post a top level for your character and include a few text starters, like the ones provided.
π interact.
π thrive.
π if you wish for your threads to be game canon, the sky is the limit (just make sure your thread partner is okay with it!).
π We might have some special guests later.
I suppose that's the tight rope act, isn't it. It's walking along the edge of a knife - at least for Earth. Fall one way, and we may be overwhelmed. Fall the other way, and it's back to our old tricks.
[Let the anger go and possibly get conquered. Dig too deep and who knows what humanity might revert into. It's possibly only the balanced spot on the edge that's safe. The place where fury can still be productive.]
[He can't entirely disagree about anger. Captain Sisko is rarely quiet about his fury and indignation. He rarely hides his outrage. To his enemies, he is the oncoming storm and that's why he's been the ideal leader in such a terrible growing conflict. It's why the enemy must take him seriously.]
[But Sisko is also not an Augment. Julian can't help but worry about what happens if he indulges. What might he turn into? What might it reveal he was all along?]
It sounds as if you're dealing with your own injustice. Is it that bad? That anger is the only viable source of strength?
[He doesn't sound critical at all when he says it. More just curious. Possibly sympathetic. He is someone that wants to know about the suffering of others. Maybe he can't always help but he likes to at least know if there's something he might be able to offer someone.]
We were fighting from a disadvantaged position. Without anger, without a willingness to do things that I'm sure you would consider immoral, there was no chance of achieving the goal I wanted.
[Silco thinks that was always true, though when he was younger he had a more pure sort of idealism. He never flinched from violence, but he wouldn't have become what he is now without that fateful night, without Vander's rage.
He thinks it made him stronger.]
There was no one coming to save us, no one who would step in and help. It was fight, or get on our knees and learn to enjoy the taste of boot. I'm sure you can imagine what I chose.
[There's a trace of bitter amusement that comes along with that, as well as a vicious sense of pride. Silco never stopped fighting, and he never would have. Until Zaun was free, or until he was dead. It's only too bad that that's exactly what happened.]
My universe - and my version of Earth - hasn't exactly been devoid of revolutionaries so I find it less immoral than you might expect.
[Anger as motivation is basically the background radiation of Nerys' entire existence, after all.]
One of my closest friends is an ex-resistance member. She was part of a cell fighting against the Cardassian Occupation of Bajor. Their actions sometimes had civilian collateral.
[It took meeting Nerys, the Bajorans, the Cardassians, and experience in more complicated situations for him to lose the rose-tinted glasses most Federation citizens looked at the universe with.]
I don't envy the choices they had to make. I can't condone it but neither can I completely condemn it when they were facing genocide and now have a free Bajor.
[It's not really his place. He doesn't know what he'd do in that place and isn't sure he'd hold to the ideals he has now. He likes to think he would, but what if doing so led to the same kind of slavery he experienced in the ore refinery in the mirror universe?]
[He can't judge Nerys. Refuses to. The only thing worth judging would be if she used those methods at a time she finally had alternate options, especially since there's now the strength of the Federation to sometimes back them.]
There's a reason we've been trying to stave off Dominion invasion. If we can prevent ourselves from being conquered, we may come out of the situation with less innocent blood on our hands. We may get to focus only on their military or leadership targets.
If they win, guerrilla tactics are all we have left.
Why aren't you going back? There may be a way to return someday. I've experienced interdimensional travel before.
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[Let the anger go and possibly get conquered. Dig too deep and who knows what humanity might revert into. It's possibly only the balanced spot on the edge that's safe. The place where fury can still be productive.]
[He can't entirely disagree about anger. Captain Sisko is rarely quiet about his fury and indignation. He rarely hides his outrage. To his enemies, he is the oncoming storm and that's why he's been the ideal leader in such a terrible growing conflict. It's why the enemy must take him seriously.]
[But Sisko is also not an Augment. Julian can't help but worry about what happens if he indulges. What might he turn into? What might it reveal he was all along?]
It sounds as if you're dealing with your own injustice. Is it that bad? That anger is the only viable source of strength?
[He doesn't sound critical at all when he says it. More just curious. Possibly sympathetic. He is someone that wants to know about the suffering of others. Maybe he can't always help but he likes to at least know if there's something he might be able to offer someone.]
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[Silco thinks that was always true, though when he was younger he had a more pure sort of idealism. He never flinched from violence, but he wouldn't have become what he is now without that fateful night, without Vander's rage.
He thinks it made him stronger.]
There was no one coming to save us, no one who would step in and help. It was fight, or get on our knees and learn to enjoy the taste of boot. I'm sure you can imagine what I chose.
[There's a trace of bitter amusement that comes along with that, as well as a vicious sense of pride. Silco never stopped fighting, and he never would have. Until Zaun was free, or until he was dead. It's only too bad that that's exactly what happened.]
Not that it matters now. I won't be going back.
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[Anger as motivation is basically the background radiation of Nerys' entire existence, after all.]
One of my closest friends is an ex-resistance member. She was part of a cell fighting against the Cardassian Occupation of Bajor. Their actions sometimes had civilian collateral.
[It took meeting Nerys, the Bajorans, the Cardassians, and experience in more complicated situations for him to lose the rose-tinted glasses most Federation citizens looked at the universe with.]
I don't envy the choices they had to make. I can't condone it but neither can I completely condemn it when they were facing genocide and now have a free Bajor.
[It's not really his place. He doesn't know what he'd do in that place and isn't sure he'd hold to the ideals he has now. He likes to think he would, but what if doing so led to the same kind of slavery he experienced in the ore refinery in the mirror universe?]
[He can't judge Nerys. Refuses to. The only thing worth judging would be if she used those methods at a time she finally had alternate options, especially since there's now the strength of the Federation to sometimes back them.]
There's a reason we've been trying to stave off Dominion invasion. If we can prevent ourselves from being conquered, we may come out of the situation with less innocent blood on our hands. We may get to focus only on their military or leadership targets.
If they win, guerrilla tactics are all we have left.
Why aren't you going back? There may be a way to return someday. I've experienced interdimensional travel before.