Is it wrong to wish you were 8orn on Alternia?
Very poetic, indeed. I will warn you that your counterpart, though her life may seem more exciting, has underwent a far greater degree of suffering along the ride. I would of course know. Hee Hee.
I don't owe anyone an explanation on my feelings. If you don't like that then you can fuck right off. Forgive me for imagining more for myself.
im afraid i do not know who you refer to and i would prefer you keep it to yourself
LET ME RESTATE THIS WITH THE FLAMES ON A LITTLE LOWER. JUST SO YOU KNOW, YOU HAPPEN TO SHARE A FACE WITH A TROLL I CONSIDER JUST ABOUT THE MOST INSUFFERABLE BITCH EVER TO SUBSIST OFF OF WEEVIL HARDTACK, SO I MIGHT HAVE BEEN A LITTLE MORE INSTINCTIVELY SPINY WITH MY QUILLS RIGHT AWAY. YOU OBVIOUSLY SEEM LIKE YOUR WHOLE THING IS PLUGGING WHAT A LITERATE SAVANT YOU TOOT YOUR OWN FUCKTRUMPET TO BE. SO I'M GIVING YOU A CHANCE TO PUT YOUR THOUGHTS ON THE PAPER, HERE. WALK ME THROUGH THE THOUGHT. I AM LISTENING WITH RAPT, ALBEIT LASER-EYED CURIOSITY.
Fine. You have torn it out of me I hope it is worth it. And let me say that with the caveat that I do in fact know all a8out how horri8le everything on Alternia is. Some may descri8e it as literal hell even. I know I would suffer and most likely hate it. 8ut is it wrong to 8e jealous of something you now know you almost had, that was almost your ideal fantasy in many ways and it turned out that if someone looked left instead of right it wouldn't just 8e a fantasy. It's almost like it was a light that was snatched from me at the very last second and all I have to show for it is others with your face and name receiving attention, 8oth good and 8ad. May8e I should consider it a lucky 8rk. 8ut I just can't. Knowing that I had no control of my own destiny. I hope this sufficed.
SIGH. YEAH. IT DID. LOOK, SEAMSTRESS. I AM GOING TO BE SO FUCKING "FOR REAL" WITH YOU, RIGHT NOW. AND JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE BEING SO ABDOMINAL SAUSAGE-TWISTINGLY SINCERE ABOUT IT, I'M GOING TO TURN DOWN THE FLAMES A *LITTLE* BIT. WHICH I ACKNOWLEDGE, TEND TO RUN HOT. I'LL ADMIT THAT MUCH OUT LOUD. I MIGHT NOT HAVE LIVED ON BEFORUS, BUT I'VE LIVED IN TIMES THAT WERE, BY VIRTUE OF BEING FURTHER AHEAD THAN THE OTHER, PRETTY DAMN GOOD COMPARED TO SOME OTHER GRATUITOUSLY FUCK-AWFUL VERSION OF THE WORLD. AND MY ALTERNIA WASN'T A CAKEWALK. BUT IT HAD BREAKFAST CEREAL AND FIDUSPAWN AND JUST ENOUGH ADVANCEMENTS IN HEALTHCARE THAT EVERY TIME MY HUSKTOP FUCKING *EXPLODED,* I DIDN'T DIE. AND I'LL BE HONEST WITH YOU, I WAS AN IMAGINATIVE WIGGLER. YEAH. I GET IT. I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE TO GO ON ADVENTURES BEYOND THE CONCRETE CONFINES OF MY LITTLE DOMESTIC CELL BLOCK. I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO WISH YOU WERE HATCHED IN A PLACE WHERE YOU COULD HAVE MADE THE MOST OF YOURSELF. BUT LOOK AT WHAT YOU ALREADY DOING. IN THE TIMESPAN THAT YOUR SORRY ASS LOGGED ONTO THIS FETID DIGITAL CRAWLSPAWN, YOU'VE BEEN WRITING MORE AND MORE WITH EACH CHITT, TO THE POINT WHERE YOU'RE GUNNING FOR THE *RANKMAID'S* SPOT IN TERMS OF LONG-FORM WRITING CONTENT. I'M PRETTY SURE THAT FOR ASPIRING WRITERS, THIS SORT OF MONOTONOUS, DAILY EXERCISE IN FUTILITY IS CONSIDERED "REALLY GOOD PRACTICE." IN OTHER WORDS, I THINK YOU'RE GOOD AT THIS AND GETTING BETTER. BUT THE "GETTING BETTER" PART IS WHERE THE ADVENTURE IS, BECAUSE THAT'S WHERE THE *DANGER* IS. AND DANGER IS THE THING YOU'RE WISHING FOR, RIGHT NOW. I'M JUST SAYING. MAYBE BEING A WRITER IS THE WAY THAT *YOU* BE AN ADVENTURER. I'M NOT TRYING TO YANK YOUR FROND AROUND OR ANYTHING, HERE. MAYBE YOU'RE ALREADY WHERE YOU NEED TO BE.
That certainly is an imaginative way to view it. I'm not exactly sure what the danger in writing is, I already know I'm good at it. 8ut I will try to adopt this mindset. This sounds like an amica8le outcome for 8oth of us.