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 don't know. Jinx and I have spoken about things. I tried to explain my... issues to her, but I think she's beating herself up for something natural. I've told her what she's feeling is okay, but I know this whole situation has to suck for her.
He'll get over it. You're both big boys. And I can't see Jinx putting up with any bullshit from either of you over the other.
Sounds about right from what I've seen and heard. She's a good kid, always has been, but it's hard to convince her to believe in that sometimes when she's in her head. She'll come around with efforts and reaffirming the point.
Perhaps not.
[This was hardly the time or place or person to be airing parental grievances about beefs he had with the other man involved in Powd-er... Jinx's life.]
[ ...fuck. Might as well. ] Jinx has a crush, and I'm not... on the same emotional level she is. I don't know if I ever will be because I didn't really deal with close personal relationships with people before I came here. I don't know what to do with those feelings.
A part of me thinks it'd be smart to take a step back, but then she'll think that there's something wrong with her. And it doesn't matter how many times I tell her it's not her, it's me, it's me, it's me, she'll never hear it. Because she's been hurt too many times, and now I'm just another one of those hurts.
It's the type of mess that doesn't have any fix but time. I've watched enough movies to know that much about relationships.
[Ah, so it both corroborated what he knew from Pow-er-Jinx's discussion with him and expanded on the limited information that she was able or willing to provide to him. He remained contemplative.]
Rejection of any kind can be difficult, even if it has nothing to do with something the other person did. She's seen a lot of things, lost a lot of people, so... attachment can be pretty quick and thick.
How many relationships have you been in, Sharon? [He doesn't know what a movie is either. They have picture flicks, but they are low quality, nothing like a movie.] I understand the conundrum you're in. No easy answer or solution, just a lot of emotions.
A piece of advice from a guy who's made more than his fair share of relationship blunders: do what you need to in order to be happy. In the end, it's you who you have to live with.
I know. That's part of why the whole situation sucks, and I don't want to make it worse. It's not like I'm rejecting her, I'm just... [ Breathe in, breathe out. ] It's just shitty.
As in dating? None. Never. I couldn't even have friends back home, I couldn't know anyone, and they could never know me. Not exactly conducive to building a relationship. And, like I said, I'm not ready for things like that. I don't know if I ever will be, especially given the situation we're all in.
[ His advice is left alone, untouched and unacknowledged. Happiness exists only in brief moments, like firework splashes against a canopy of darkness. A snapshot of colored light that fades as quickly as it comes. ]
She'll appreciate your honesty in the long run. She's always been someone who valued honestly over subterfuge. If you aren't able or at a place where you can provide what she wants and needs, it's best to tell her. I'll do my best on my end to encourage her to not take what you need as rejection of her.
That's actually the saddest thing I've ever come across. It's amazing you're as functional as you are. You can actually hold a conversation.
Don't worry, I've already explained it to her. I wasn't going to let her go through this without knowing the reasons behind my own feelings. But I think your encouragement will help her through this.
First of all, fuck you. Second, thanks? I'm functional because I didn't grow up in some cage. I still had to interact with people. I just had to make sure they didn't like me. And, for the record, that isn't even the third saddest thing about my life.
Slow burns are tough, and maybe you'll never reach the point of reciprocation to the level she wants. In the end, she's my priority. I don't have anyone else except her. I'll support her to the bitter end, whatever that may be.
[He enjoys a laugh at the start of her reply.]
Sounds like you interacted with people at arm's length; that sounds lonely to me. Not even the third? Geez, kiddo, you're making my toes curl in my boots. When we trust each other more, maybe you'll feel comfort to tell me what four to ten are.
My daughter tried, and I'll admit that I was rather terrible. Fingers are too big and fumbly for the buttons and levers. You're welcome to try to teach this old dog a trick or two.
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I know, but you've got Jinx. You'll adjust more quickly than some.
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She's been good to me, yes. She has a far more dependent parent to watch over though, so I don't want to stir up too much either.
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He'll get over it. You're both big boys. And I can't see Jinx putting up with any bullshit from either of you over the other.
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Perhaps not.
[This was hardly the time or place or person to be airing parental grievances about beefs he had with the other man involved in Powd-er... Jinx's life.]
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[ :/ a part of her wants to assure him, the rest of her is certain he doesn't want to hear her opinion on the situation between the three of them. ]
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However, if you'd like to give me a few clues, I'd appreciate it.
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A part of me thinks it'd be smart to take a step back, but then she'll think that there's something wrong with her. And it doesn't matter how many times I tell her it's not her, it's me, it's me, it's me, she'll never hear it. Because she's been hurt too many times, and now I'm just another one of those hurts.
It's the type of mess that doesn't have any fix but time. I've watched enough movies to know that much about relationships.
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Rejection of any kind can be difficult, even if it has nothing to do with something the other person did. She's seen a lot of things, lost a lot of people, so... attachment can be pretty quick and thick.
How many relationships have you been in, Sharon? [He doesn't know what a movie is either. They have picture flicks, but they are low quality, nothing like a movie.] I understand the conundrum you're in. No easy answer or solution, just a lot of emotions.
A piece of advice from a guy who's made more than his fair share of relationship blunders: do what you need to in order to be happy. In the end, it's you who you have to live with.
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As in dating? None. Never. I couldn't even have friends back home, I couldn't know anyone, and they could never know me. Not exactly conducive to building a relationship. And, like I said, I'm not ready for things like that. I don't know if I ever will be, especially given the situation we're all in.
[ His advice is left alone, untouched and unacknowledged. Happiness exists only in brief moments, like firework splashes against a canopy of darkness. A snapshot of colored light that fades as quickly as it comes. ]
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That's actually the saddest thing I've ever come across. It's amazing you're as functional as you are. You can actually hold a conversation.
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First of all, fuck you. Second, thanks? I'm functional because I didn't grow up in some cage. I still had to interact with people. I just had to make sure they didn't like me. And, for the record, that isn't even the third saddest thing about my life.
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[He enjoys a laugh at the start of her reply.]
Sounds like you interacted with people at arm's length; that sounds lonely to me. Not even the third? Geez, kiddo, you're making my toes curl in my boots. When we trust each other more, maybe you'll feel comfort to tell me what four to ten are.
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Can't make any promises, but we'll see. [ So far, though, she likes Vander. He's much easier to talk to than Silco. ]
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Time will tell. No pressure from me. Sounds like you've been through a lot. Here to just shoot the shit with you too.
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Maybe I'll teach you how to play some arcade games sometime. If you're up for that.
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My daughter tried, and I'll admit that I was rather terrible. Fingers are too big and fumbly for the buttons and levers. You're welcome to try to teach this old dog a trick or two.
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Not all arcade games are buttons and levers. Bet you'd be killer at Dance Dance Revolution.
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