Members of the Counsel on Entropic Relations: We Begin with the ritual Transgression of Logical Thought.
Christian Era, Normal Time: 6/20/2016
Interception of Transmission from the Redacted:
Darkwhisper: Make up your mind. Make up, Your Mind. Make up your... mind?
Mind your own damn business.
VoidSession: I don't have my own business.
Darkwhisper: Make up your own damn business.
VoidSession: Crows come around, told me I could be a frog, led me through a crap twine, remind'd me explorers look but don't touch. But I want to see the hearts, and touch them. Just for a moment, to show em'. They still there, afterall.
VoidSession: But it's easy to do that. Make up your own damn business. Our business is your pleasure. Pleasure and pain, only signposts on the road we all gotta walk someday. Which way they turn you is up to you and yours, matter of fact.
---- (Esthero): You are a divine reflection of this earth, she does not belong to you no... There is no need for your correction
Darkwhisper: ...
VoidSession: Frogs. Remember being a frog once, in saltwater that stung my flesh and the artificial (HA) freshwater beach that didn't care what I was, but enjoyed the company in it's own way. Beachers payed no mind. Can't see what isn't there for them, aftermuch. Child didn't even know what it was then. Just an afterthought in the moment.
Darkwhisper: Rumor spirit called you toad.
VoidSession: Blood cousin child called me witch. Puck called me werewolf. Len called me shapeshifter. ABC called me Kitsune.
Darkwhisper: You think that crap is you, Child?
VoidSession: That is the best fucking question, anyone ever asked. We all wear many hats. But not so much nomore. Mostly we wear other people to mask our hearts, and expand our minds.
--- Transmission Cut
Let the Counsel on Entropic Relations be fuckin right off back to wherever you go when you're not bothering the rest of us. Oh, and happy belated fathers day, everyone!
Christian Era, Normal Time: 6/20/2016
Interception of Transmission from the Redacted:
Darkwhisper: Make up your mind. Make up, Your Mind. Make up your... mind?
Mind your own damn business.
VoidSession: I don't have my own business.
Darkwhisper: Make up your own damn business.
VoidSession: Crows come around, told me I could be a frog, led me through a crap twine, remind'd me explorers look but don't touch. But I want to see the hearts, and touch them. Just for a moment, to show em'. They still there, afterall.
VoidSession: But it's easy to do that. Make up your own damn business. Our business is your pleasure. Pleasure and pain, only signposts on the road we all gotta walk someday. Which way they turn you is up to you and yours, matter of fact.
---- (Esthero): You are a divine reflection of this earth, she does not belong to you no... There is no need for your correction
Darkwhisper: ...
VoidSession: Frogs. Remember being a frog once, in saltwater that stung my flesh and the artificial (
Darkwhisper: Rumor spirit called you toad.
VoidSession: Blood cousin child called me witch. Puck called me werewolf. Len called me shapeshifter. ABC called me Kitsune.
Darkwhisper: You think that crap is you, Child?
VoidSession: That is the best fucking question, anyone ever asked. We all wear many hats. But not so much nomore. Mostly we wear other people to mask our hearts, and expand our minds.
--- Transmission Cut
Let the Counsel on Entropic Relations be fuckin right off back to wherever you go when you're not bothering the rest of us. Oh, and happy belated fathers day, everyone!
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