Rhosyn Leulon
@theurgicTurpitude
≈ One, universes apart, looking upon her subjects askance. ≈ ≈ DMs open for the sake of inquiry, but don't get your hopes too high. ≈ ((Troll Rose of a very wacky and strange AU.))
≈ #Selflovesaturday, you say? ≈ ≈ Ĩ guess that tears it. Ĩ've come to a conclusion. There's no coming back from this one, Ĩ fear. ≈ ≈ Big fucking ice cream cone. ≈
≈ Ĩt's almost uncanny seeing just the thing Ĩ was looking to observe in the moments after complaining about the dearth of it in my daily life. Perhaps my calling is that of some sort of summoner. ≈
≈ An entirely serious and not at all farcical suggestion from the Empress to be, of some description; this site could use some form of react of detached acknowledgement. To let someone know you are looking, but don't feel any sort of way about what you're seeing. ≈
≈ Waxing way too poetic in regards to my annoyance that the closest Ĩ've come to an alternate of one of my sessionmates was a complete dipshit. Not even in the fun way, either. ≈
≈ Ĩnfinity is an interesting concept. Somewhere out there, a version of you is committing acts you might find absolutely abhorrent from either a personal, moral or aesthetic standpoint. A "you" might be committing awful acts of #violence, tearing your matesprit limb from limb in that timeline, or making an absolute ass of themselves in some kind of #substance fueled stupor. ≈ ≈ Ĩ don't have much to say about my alternates. The various bouquet of Roses are... acceptable enough, in my eyes. Either preoccupied by their own dealings, sequestered away in some misery of their own making, or simply just "yucking it up", as they say. ≈ ≈ Ĩ am a little annoyed by the prospects being as such that the one vaguely similar alternate of anyone Ĩ *know* to have cropped up on this site has been a bumbling douchebag without a shred of the wit Ĩ associated with the (non-literal) clown. Frustrating on a whole different level from that of familiarity- That of being completely uninteresting. ≈ ≈ Ĩ'm a little bored. Can you tell? ≈
B33 < its weird B33 < ig im a p specific fursion of myself B33 < so i cant speak to purr infinity B33 < meowbe its like B33 < idk meow a suppawsed infinite can appurroach a limit B33 < squ33ze theoremed through a tube to make sure were a specific shape B33 < meow fur can you go befur your suppawsed nyalternate is nothing like you at all?
≈ Generally, Ĩ would chalk it up to a "name", but even then Ĩ find myself quite the aberrant in that regard. Truly, what makes you "You" is such a nebulous concept as to evade specificity. That said, there is a certain vibe to be beheld once you've stumbled upon a mirrored version of yourself, no? Even if their name is different, features and fashion jumbled up, we can usually tell when we're encountering ourselves, even if the reflection has been distorted by any number of factors. ≈ ≈ Perhaps it's just the soul of it all. But, Ĩ'd be infringing on the aspect of another treading into that territory. ≈
B33 < i suppaws what im trying to say is that these things arent so much discrete entities as a spectrum B33 < and like light the soul can refract and split across it B33 < nyalso suppawsedly some people 'f33l' when somenyan is furom their timeline B33 < but thats not nyalways the case eithpurr B33 < ... BX33 < *ac shakes their head theyre getting too fur into the metafur here* B33 < spurritely bs still riding my pan all these years latepurr h33h33
≈ Well, it can be said that what we are influences the direction we come towards things from. Or some bullshit like that. Ĩ won't pretend that Ĩ am not *occasionally* influenced in my way of thinking due to the blood running through my veins. ≈ ≈ Ĩf only slightly. ≈ ≈ As far as the phenomenon of an innate sense of one's timelinemates, well. Ĩ see mine fairly frequently, so Ĩ haven't had the opportunity to exercise that particular instinct. ≈
≈ Living in a stalemate such as this almost makes one wish they were, perhaps, trapped on a meteor floating through the veil. ≈ ≈ Ĩ see Chittr is up to Chittr things. Utterly banal, yet despite all odds, alluring in how dumb it is. ≈
B33 < nyall got like any games or purrhaps some other shit you can do fur entpurrtainment or is it litterally just waiting fur the argument to blow ovfur
≈ Nothing particularly interesting. Ĩ have the belongings of a handful of survivors to sift through, but that's about it. You'd think media preservation would be higher on the list of priorities for those who had no idea they'd be going through an apocalypse, but such is life. ≈ ≈ Ĩt's less "waiting for the argument to settle" and more waiting for the opposition to realize they're wrong, but Ĩ can see where one might get confused on the matter. ≈
B33 < idk id purrobably be of the opinion we should just s33 meow things shake out once we skip furward but B33 < idk tbh B33 < if fefurry had said yeah of course im gonna be in charge if we actually got to go to our furst mewnifurse i wouldve b33n like damn are we sure too
≈ Ĩ wouldn't be particularly surprised if that *was* her plan, through my brief interactions and less brief observations of how thinks shake out, in regards to her. With our blood comes the innate sense of knowing what's best for our fellows, after all. ≈ ≈ That, or near-omnicidal levels of the "Ĩ'm better than you" mentality. But, Ĩ think Ĩ've made my case as of such to show that Ĩ'm literally nice. ≈
BX33 < shes litterally nice!!! B33 < that said whatefur happens i hope you and your purrty remain on good terms and your world prospurrs you s33m chill
≈ As far as Ĩ know, none of us are gearing up to kill one another over it. So there's that. ≈ ≈ Just a bump in the road, really. But your well-wishes are noted, and appreciated. ≈
≈ Sometimes Ĩ wonder, am Ĩ truly the only version of myself to be "okay"? ≈
≈ Ĩ'd like to think Ĩ'm perfectly satisfied, right now. One persistent annoyance aside. ≈
perhaps you're not suffering but it's in your core you are and always will be terrible
≈ Whyever would Ĩ not? My observation is simply going off of just that- What Ĩ've observed. Ĩ've no reason to think you're lying. ≈
≈ Taking a sip from my dainty, mostly-decorative little glass. ≈ ≈ My, Ĩ'm glad Ĩ'm not any of those guys. ≈
≈ Laying my hands upon the keys with naught but the most smug, self-righteous expression; full-well knowing that nothing ominous or insulting Ĩ post will ever be cause for a speck of regret. ≈
≈ Gee, Ĩ wonder who that could be about. ≈
≈ Practicing the maneuver of casually lounging in a throne, swishing a liquid of indeterminate origin in a wine glass, only to throw it to the floor in dramatic fashion to punctuate a point, or perhaps some manner of threat. ≈ ≈ A great use of one's time, if you ask me. ≈
≈ My favorite ship, in all of infinity's infinity, is that of the human tale of Theseus. ≈
≈ Ĩ've noticed a few trends- the usual dash phenomena notwithstanding, considering those tend to last around an hour at the absolute most- in my time watching the feed on this site. Particularly pertaining to the idea of "character arcs", for lack of a more apt descriptor. ≈ ≈ Seemingly, any animal that somehow manages to break onto the platform will start out with what you'd expect. Confusion towards their presence, generally being "happy" or "cute" if hardly comprehensible, most of their interactions being lavishing the individual in praise. But when individuals begin to go against that grain- usually by calling them stupid or threatening to cook them into some manner of burger- said animal will be blessed with the gift of speech and usually become very agitated and violent. A lot of the time, those animals seem to get bored and wander off after this episode, not to be seen again. Perhaps their intelligence only manifested in a moment of anger, and was subsequently robbed from them in their moment of calm? ≈ ≈ Secondly, it seems those which sign up to this site primarily for the sake of being unconditionally, belligerently, unrepentant concupiscent on the feed, in front of Glb'golyb and everyone, tend to undergo some moment of hubris that sends them into a spiral that either compels or forces them to grow as a person, troll, what have you. This one is particularly funny to me, as an off-the-record aside. One so wholly dedicated to waving their bulge around sitting down for a moment, thinking hard about life, and deciding they need to take it in a different direction after a world-shattering revelation? Delicious. ≈ ≈ "That's a strange tangent you went on, there, Rhosyn", or "yeah, and?" you might be thinking. And Ĩ'm sure, were Ĩ to stumble upon a post of this caliber and subject matter, Ĩ would be compelled to feel the same. As it were, the answer is simple. ≈ ≈ Ĩ am so fucking bored. ≈ ≈ #nsfw for the subject matter, and Ĩ suppose some of the phrasing as well. ≈
≈ Ĩt is, honestly, ridiculous that delegation has taken this long. We won the game over a sweep ago. ≈
≈ Part of the ongoing deliberations towards the facilitating of my inevitable reign is, sadly, the concession that drones will not be necessary. Ĩ would like to keep one or two around, just for the novelty, however. ≈ ≈ Just for the fun of it, you know. ≈
≈ One of the big issues with being stranded on a planet that has yet to begin its society is that its difficult to get an opinion that isn't biased towards or against you in some way. ≈
≈ All this planet, and yet uninhabited. What a shame. ≈
≈ Ĩf the things Ĩ did for the sake of friendship were leaked into the public eye, Ĩ fear Ĩ would be excommunicated from the extrauniversal group of Roses. The dimensional bouquet, if you will. ≈