Looking at the dirt and telling me you see a storm cloud. It's defeatist. But let's say we can't get back for... whatever reason. I don't think that will be the case, but I'll play with you in this space. If we can't go back, and we're effectively immortal, then eventually everyone will fall to madness. People - humans, mostly - aren't meant to withstand a passage of time that is thousands of years. We very pointedly do not have the brain function meant to keep us from madness.
And that's really what the Fog wants, I think. I am content here, but I wouldn't say I'm happy to be here. If that makes sense?
[Peace tilts her head at Eridanus.]
I don't have that problem, obviously.
[Considering how open she is.]
At least, not any more. There are a lot of reasons to keep things close to the breast. Stuff that's scarred you, stuff that you don't want anyone else to know. If she's your wife, shouldn't you... I don't know. Like, isn't that supposed to be how marriage works? You confide in each other and tell each other the truth. Is there something about your wife that stops that?
The idea of being a troll, which I've come to understand, is that you have to force yourself to do it. The temper is like... passing a kidney stone for a man, I guess. It hurts, and you bleed and you curse, but in the end that worst part passes, and you get to reclaim yourself little by little.
But you're really new, you haven't been here that long, right? Not since... July?
[Peace wracks her brain, trying to think of when she first saw his name on the network. That seems right, July.]
So you have time to like, get a handle on the beast and make it do what you want, not what it wants to do. I've been here since February, and my changes actually ended in July, technically, when I got all hacked up to begin with. My temper still flares up, and sometimes it feel uncontrollable, but I also have the tools and the support system I need to keep myself from like... digging a hole under a bridge and living there. It's really important to have a support system of people who not only care for you, but also won't let you fall into a trap.
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Looking at the dirt and telling me you see a storm cloud. It's defeatist. But let's say we can't get back for... whatever reason. I don't think that will be the case, but I'll play with you in this space. If we can't go back, and we're effectively immortal, then eventually everyone will fall to madness. People - humans, mostly - aren't meant to withstand a passage of time that is thousands of years. We very pointedly do not have the brain function meant to keep us from madness.
And that's really what the Fog wants, I think. I am content here, but I wouldn't say I'm happy to be here. If that makes sense?
[Peace tilts her head at Eridanus.]
I don't have that problem, obviously.
[Considering how open she is.]
At least, not any more. There are a lot of reasons to keep things close to the breast. Stuff that's scarred you, stuff that you don't want anyone else to know. If she's your wife, shouldn't you... I don't know. Like, isn't that supposed to be how marriage works? You confide in each other and tell each other the truth. Is there something about your wife that stops that?
The idea of being a troll, which I've come to understand, is that you have to force yourself to do it. The temper is like... passing a kidney stone for a man, I guess. It hurts, and you bleed and you curse, but in the end that worst part passes, and you get to reclaim yourself little by little.
But you're really new, you haven't been here that long, right? Not since... July?
[Peace wracks her brain, trying to think of when she first saw his name on the network. That seems right, July.]
So you have time to like, get a handle on the beast and make it do what you want, not what it wants to do. I've been here since February, and my changes actually ended in July, technically, when I got all hacked up to begin with. My temper still flares up, and sometimes it feel uncontrollable, but I also have the tools and the support system I need to keep myself from like... digging a hole under a bridge and living there. It's really important to have a support system of people who not only care for you, but also won't let you fall into a trap.