I stopped describing myself as a feminist a long time ago.
I was a teenager, I reckon, or at the very most early twenties. This was, what, 1994? I looked around at the world and I said to myself "Yep, I'm not gonna call myself a feminist anymore. What I'm going to do instead is treat people how they should be treated. Treat everyone equally. I'm going to live as though equality has been achieved, because hey, that's what gonna happen. It's inevitable. In fact, it's almost here. We have six years left until the twenty-first century, for God's sake. Equality is a stone's throw away."
And that's what I thought.
We had come so far as a culture, as a world, and I could only see this continuing. I could only see gender equality in our future. I could only see a world where racism and homophobia had staggered off into the corner to die a quick, indifferent death. I could only see a world increasingly populated by young people with young ideas, with young attitudes. No more bigotry. No more extremism. The future was open and free, and it was a beautiful place to live.
In many ways, I was hopelessly naive. In other ways, I wasn't. I was practical. I was logical. This was the future.
But then the future changed.
I don't understand the world anymore. I don't understand why it is the way it is. So many countries and continents seem intent on going backwards. Anti-gay laws abound in Africa. America's red states are spreading, blissfully ignoring the achievements of one of their most successful presidents. Extremism is rampant throughout the world. People are scared. Nationalism is rising. Conservatism is taking over. Our politicians are actively lying to us and our police forces, who are meant to protect us, the people, have become an army of corporate thugs.
And gender equality? What the hell has happened there?
It's as if the tide has gone back out, and it's washed away all the promise and potential that I thought we had achieved. I think we had achieved it, mostly, but the problem was that it hadn't been secured, it hadn't been nailed down, and it didn't take much for that tide to take it all away from us.
There are words I never wanted to use in this blog. Chief amongst them is rape. So I do apologise to my younger readers here, I sincerely do. But rape culture is spreading. A girl goes out to a nightclub and she is practically guaranteed to be leered at and groped. This behaviour is seen as normal. It's seen as unexceptional. This is something girls steel themselves for because they know it's coming and there's nothing they can do about it.
It's everywhere. It's accepted. A football player imprisoned for rape is allowed to train back at his old club upon his release. He's allowed once again to take his place alongside a team of men that tens of thousands of young lads look up to. What does this say to those young lads who have yet to form their own opinions on what is and what is not acceptable when it comes to girls?
A so-called comedian bases his entire persona around rape culture. A "pick-up guru" tours the world teaching men how to score with women by overpowering them. GamerGate happens. Twitter abuse happens. #NotEveryMan happens. Understanding is shunted off to one side. Sensitivity and empathy are ejected in favour of instant offence and vitriolic reaction. But if they'd listen, if these offended men would just listen, they could maybe understand why women feel threatened. And next time they go to step into an elevator that just has one lone woman inside it, maybe they'll think again, and wait for the next one. Because is a little inconvenience really worth the risk of making another human being worry when you're alone together? Is your pride worth that?
When I was younger, I assumed the world would continue to improve. I was wrong. I assumed I could act as if everything was okay, because everything would eventually be okay. I was wrong there, too.
So, I am once again describing myself as a feminist. It's only a big deal to me, but then it only has to be a big deal to me. It's a personal acknowledgement that if I want to change the world, I have to fight for it.
Thursday, November 13, 2014
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BUT THEN, I DID THE STUPID THING I USUALLY DO, AND SPENT ALL MY MONEY ON THE BOOKS.
And I have only read the first book but it is AMAZING.
You have to read them! :D)
Annabelle: I d-dunno..*shivers again, violently, slipping hot chocolate down her front and hissing slightly at the heat* I-Inky how many t-types of werewolves are there?
how many types? I only thought there was one type...why? *looks worried*
Annabelle: oh...no r-reason...
*places paws on belle's shoulder* if there is something you are keeping to yourself, tell me. I may be able to help
Annabelle: I..I was w-walking and I...there was a scream so-so I went to find who it c-came from...*her voice trails off at the end as more shivers claim her*
*envelopes her in a hug* come on...tell me
Annabelle: *whispers* it...it was really big...bigger than you as a wolf...it b-bit me..I ran-ran away...Silente found me...
*eyebrows raise* A wolf...bit you...
*gasps*
*says nothing*
Annabelle: *nods* she took me to the hospital for injections and they said i was okay...wrapped up the bite...but it got w-worse..
May...may I see this bite?
*charges in, grinning wildly*
I have a Tumblr.
www.thisbirdisabsurd.tumblr.com
*charges out, grin still on face*
(yay! Tumblr! I hardly ever use mine...)
Annabelle: *rolls up the trouser on her left leg, up to her knee, showing a large bite, spanning nearly the whole lower leg* *red and inflamed, it looks painful and basically radiates head* *there's no gunk or anything but it doesn't look good*
oh crap...*lifts her up and takes her to the bedroom*
*places her on the bed and activates the healing sigils*
*frowns* I think this will heal the bite...but whether...*shakes head*
Annabelle: *whimpers slightly as the redness goes down, the edges of the cut slowly pulling together* what...what's going to h-happen to me?
*sighs* your life isn't in any danger...which is good
However, if this is like anything I have read...
look, it may not even happen
Annabelle: w-what? *the bite keeps closing, until its just a red scar along her leg*
Well...if enough of the wolf's saliva enters your blood...there is a chance you of you becoming a wolf too.
Annabelle: *rubs her leg* a...I could be a w-wolf? *still shivering* *lips still bluish*
you could...only slightly different than me... *tilts head* I wonder why this is making you so bloody cold
Annabelle: different? I...isn't that b-bad? *curls up to preserve heat* d-do you have a-any dry clothes I c-could borrow..
*goes to wardrobe*
*pulls out a dress* sorry I don't have anything thicker...I don't feel the cold much in either form. And back to the matter at hand....
By 'different' I mean that you and your wolf are different entities...the wolf will act like a normal wolf when its out...you cant control it...that's what ive heard anyways. and that is assuming that you have changed
Annabelle: *holds the dress* I-it's okay, its dry. I..does that mean I'll hurt people?
well, id be lying if I said you were harmless... but I can try and control your wolf...
Annabelle: *whispers* I don't like the cold...
*frowns* I think it is something you will have to get used to, im afraid
Annabelle: *nods* does...does it h-hurt? The...the one who bit me...it screamed...*looks terrified*
I don't know the details...people who are turned by a bite...I always believed it was a legend, so I don't know
when i turned for the first few times, it hurt like hell, but it became easier until it didn't hurt at all.
But youre different, so i don't know if itll get easier
Annabelle: I...okay....*winces* *shivering violently, lips blue, goosebumps all over* ow..
*ears lower* do you....feel funny?
Annabelle: I...ice....it f-feels like ice...*gasps and cries out, jerking, shoulders blurring before going back to human* *whimpers*
okay sweetie, come with me *opens the secret passage*
*leads her down*
*the entrance shuts after them*
Annabelle: *follows behind her, shivering* I-inky..where are we going...
This is an enclosed space...so if anything happens...
*wildtacklehugs Sil*
*tickles her*
(Hello, Sil and Amazinky! How is your day going?)
(Hey Awesomenaut!
how art thou?
i am good thanks ^^)
Annabelle: o-okay.. Th-than- *screams, falling to her knees, shoulders and hands blurring, bones cracking, skin pale* *the scream turns to a howl, then back to a scream as she whimpers and writhes on the ground*
(*squeals, wriggling and giggling* ahhh!)
*kneels down* Belle, listen to me, everything is going to be okay. don't try and fight it...
Annabelle: *breathes heavy, eyes wide, terrified* *jerks and whimpers, a more animal sound than human* *locks eyes with Inky, questioning, pained*
i wont let anything happen to you, or anyone else...trust me
Annabelle: *closes her eyes and nods, jerking but not writhing as much, crying out and screaming loudly*
*the scream turns to a howl and then to nothing as white fur pushes it way through the girls skin and the humanity in her eyes leaves*
*whimpers and scrambles to her paws, backing away from inky, growling, tail between her legs and ears flattened back*
*yelps and shoots forwards when she hits the wall, straight at flick*
*changes into a wolf and dodges*
*growls*
Annabelle: *backs away, growling, ears pinned back, tail still between her hind legs*
*stares at her with the eyes of an animal*
*stands up tall*
Annabelle: *lunges forwards and bite for her throat quickly*
*claws at her head*
Annabelle: *yelps and dodges back* *stands tall, hackles raised, challenging Inky for dominance*
*also stands tall, accepting the challenge*
Debating whether or not to give O2 my address or not.
Do you think if I do, they'll spam me?
Annabelle: *growls, circling slightly* *darts forwards and tries to bite down on her shoulder*
(Yes star, they probably will.)
*dodges and growls*
*jumps at Belle, pinning her to the ground*
*Tanya runs in, and lightly bites Sil, marking her*
((Wbd, preparing food...))
(They will indeed)
Dammit.
(Hey, Star! How are you?)
Hi! :) Fine, thanks.
*dodges the bite and trips Tanya up* No.
Annabelle: *whimpers and growls, not accepting defeat but knowing she likely won't win*
*growls and stares at her*
((*cartwheels in*
Helloooooooo! How are you all?
Storm, do you want to finish the RP?))
I have my fingers back...
*does jazz hands*
...so I think I'll have you back too.
*lunges at Sil, trying to draw just a little blood*
Hi, Kes! :) Fine, thanks. :)
How's everyone else? :)
*gave them a false address :P*
(Hey, Kes! How you do? :S)
(Kessie! how art thou?)
((Hey Star! Hey Tia!
I do good, I'm hoping to make my parents take me to Interstellar today, so.))
@Kes: Ah, cool. :)
((Hey Chloe! Pretty good, tired. You?))
(@messy um maybe a tad later sil is in the middle of something..)
*punches Tanya in the side of the head, into the ground*
Annabelle: *whimpers and flicks her ears back, tail between her legs, nose between her front paws and stomach on the ground, submitting*
(im goooood ^^)
*once satisfied, she gets up*
*waits patiently*
((Storm, okay, cool. I just want to finish it so Kes is free :/))
Annabelle: *slowly gets back to her paws, watching flick to check if thats okay*
*just watches her carefully, making sure that Belle doesn't challenge her dominance*
*yips*
(@kes we could just decide what happened here? Sil told Del where kes was and would've kept kes there)
Zanida: *sits in the clearing of Blogland holding the sceptre*
Annabelle: *flinches, pausing in her rise* *slowly, slower than before gets to her paws* *licks the bottom of Inky's muzzle, watching her*
((Storm, yeahhhhh but Li would've probably come if she knew how bad a state Kes was in :3))
(hey Zaf)
((Hey, Sil.
Kes- If you're here when I get home and still stuck, I'll send an Asgardian to get you.-Zaf
*poofs*
(Then Sil would've let Del stay, or would've used sedative to knock Kes out then would've helped Del take her home)
((Zaf, what?))
*gazes ahead, raising her muzzle*
((Okay, so let's say they're still at your treehouse without you? So I can do their thing and you can do yours? If that's okay?))
(Thats fine kes :)
Annabelle: *rises fully and starts snuggling around, scrabbling at the door, whimpering, trying to dig it, under it, around it, wanting wide open spaces*
*hesitates before pushing on the secret lever*
*the secret passage opens*
Annabelle: *bolts through the door, to the front door, again scrabbling at it*
For the record, no one is the only one not in a relationship. Sil, Matex, Chi, Blake, Inky and Gar are. That's six regulars who are. I'm not, Tia's not, Zaf's not, Kes's not, Sophia's not, Elleni's not, Dugglyn's not, Fabi's not, Amy's not, Raven's not, Snow's not, Xan's not, Trip's not, Taia's not. That's FOURTEEN people who are not, and that's just the regular-enough people I thought of off the top fof my head. :P
So, y'know, don't feel lonely. :)
*Kes is lying stretched out on the couch when Storm leaves, not even noticing*
*nearly twenty minutes later, the ole opens again and groans and rolls over*
*Delila walks in and sees her on the couch and her eyes widen*
*she goes to sit by her, stroking her hair*
Delila: Kes? What happened?
*follows her*
*changes into semi wolf form to open the door*
*changes back into a wolf*
(THE STRESS IS UNBEARABLE. I DON'T THINK I CAN GO ON.)
*tackles Sil to the ground, hitting her again and again and again and again and again*
(:c)
((Wait, Star, I though SilTA was with Matex and SilTC was with Viv?))
*Kestre moves her head into Delila's lap, muttering something incomprehensible*
@Tia: ?
@Kes: I'm talking about authors in relationships with other Bloglandians . . . so Viv isn't in a relationship in that context. :)
Annabelle: *bolts straight for the trees, moving quickly*
*as a size ratio she's the size she was as a human only on all fours*
*throws her head back and howls loudly*
*after a slight hesitation howls can be heard in the distance*
*Delila closes her eyes, clearing her mind*
Kes, love, what happened?
*Kestrel hears her voice in her mind and starts before relaxing again*
I killed them...
(Stupid uni. My trash grades can't get me into anything and I honestly don't know what I want to study or work as and mum's pressuring me to go to uni and I don't know what to do and there's no time and I can't do anything so don't expect me to last.)
*follows her*
*hears the howls*
*makes a confused noise*
*covers her face with her arms, absorbing the blows*
*rocks and gets her legs around Tanya's neck, yanking her back and off*
*pins Tanya, kneeling on her thighs, hands on Tanya's wrists* what's the big idea!
((Star, no, I know, but I thought you were comforting Storn about not bring in a relationship, when she is. Idk I'm confused.))
Delila: *freezes briefly before resuming stroking her hair*
Killed who?
Kestrel: Elleni. And Amethyst. I didn't have serum, and I changed, and...
*a sob escapes her lips*
Annabelle: *yips and takes off, excited, towards the howls, basically flying over the ground*
((Tia, oh. Have you tried explaining to her that you need a year or two to figure out what you want to do?))
Delila: How do you know that they're dead?
Kes: I attacked them! And there was blood on my hands when the sun came up.
*she is openly crying now*
(It seems I disappeared briefly.)
Emmarra: What you think?
Not that I know the details of your situation Tia, but I highly recommend going to uni. And not as pressure or anything, just suggesting. Your exact experience depends on the uni I suppose, but most people find it quite enjoyable. And you don't really have anything to lose, I know a lot of people who went and then quit when it didn't work out for them, or changed courses part way through, or even finished a whole degree but decided it wasn't what they wanted to do with their life. And all of those people are a lot happier and better off than before they went to uni. If nothing else, you can at least find out what you don't want to do when you start studying it, and you'll most likely figure out what it is you really want to do somewhere along the way.
'Course, that's just me, and there's nothing wrong with taking a break before going to uni.
*follows her*
*gives a warning growl*
@Kes: I said Sil was in a relationship. :S I was comforting Tia and Zaf, because they've said things like "I feel like it's only me who's not in a relationship."
Relationships =/= happiness, anyway. We are not all half-people wandering aroudn trying to find our other half. We are all person on our own, and we can find happiness and fulfillment on our own, if we're so inclined/if circumstances work that way.
Hi.
*and relatonships only bring happiness and fulfilled if we're inclined to let them/if circumstances work that way; it's not a conditional condition. :P
(Um...okay Tia you get Sil2)
I'm not sure how to make you more understandable...do you know sign language?
Annabelle: *whimpers and slows, allowing Inky to take the lead*
(And how can I explain that, Kes? My parents expect me to go now.
...
Anyone here got uni plans?)
*sobs, ceasing to struggle*
*does not know how to deal with uni and decisions* *I apologise, but these kinds of things are really not my strong point*
Hi Chi. :)
*uni decisions, I mean. Not with uni. I've never tried to deal with uni itself, so I can't say. :P
Emmarra: Sign... Language?
(CHI *TACKLEHUGS* *GLOMPS* HELLO! *HUGGLES*)
(hi Chi! how art thou?
I have plans to go to uni, even if im not becoming a vet)
*leads her towards the howls, taking extra caution*
*tries to sniff them out*
@Tia: I don't make any plans if I can help it, and even when I can't help it I struggle, as mentioned, sorry. :P
I think I want to go to uni though, because I like learning. :P
With the hands.
Sil2: What the hell Tanya??
(Hey, Chi and Matex.)
(Matex, I don't know what to do and I am being pressured to go to uni and I don't know what course and I can't get in anywat because grades and losing a year of my life if i don't go hpuiy jsze5juou
give up
((Oh....okay Star. Sorry :3
Hi Chione!
Tia, I don't know. But you could say that you really don't know what you want to do with your life, and you'd rather make your Uni experience worth it than waste it now?))
Annabelle: *follows, whimpering at the slow pace*
*a big black wolf comes out near them, hackles raised Inky, sniffing her scent*
Delila: Bit do you actually know for a fact that they're dead?
Kes: No. I...guess not. But even if they aren't, I still COULD have killed them.
*stands tall, hackles raised*
Sil2: *laughs* give up? Explain yourself! You're the one pinned down.
@Kes: It's fine. :)
*nods at what everyone else is saying to Tia, and apologises for not being more help*
Relax, it's not your parents decision, even if they like to think it is.
They can try and pressure you but don't let that get to you. You can only do what you can do.
But taking a break isn't losing a year of your life (I think that's what you were implying?) going to Uni isn't the only way to live, you can do something else and the year isn't wasted.
I'd suggest just trying to calm down first, then taking a good look at what you enjoy and try and find something related to that. Grades aren't everything anyway. One of the really popular things to do is get into a diploma or TAFE or arts degree, something really general that doesn't require high grades, and lets you pick basically whatever subjects you want. From there you can figure it out and transfer across to other degrees and stuff later. Each Uni does it slightly differently though, so if you want to know details try getting in touch with a careers advisor from one of the universities you're looking at possibly going to.
But before any of that just try to relax, it isn't worth being stressed over :)
Annabelle: *trots ahead, towards the black wolf*
BW: *swings his massive head to look to Belle and nods slightly* *looks back at Inky*
Emmarra: *sighs in frustration* *shows her palm to Silente, which begins to glow white* *points at herself with her other hand* Me. *her palm changes to green, the grass around Silente growing twice as long in a matter of seconds* *points to it and sighs, not knowing the word* *her palm changes to red* You. Bad. No good. Red bad. But need red. You stand under I with red. *points to her own mouth* Lavina'sar. *points at Silente's head* English. Yes?
*waves to Tia* See we aren't the only ones not in a relationship.....*is totally not nervous*
-Zaf
(That was not directed to you, Sil. It was for me. I think I'll give up now.
...
I don't know.)
*ceases struggling and gives up*
*stays calm and collected*
*doesn't make any sudden movements*
*still stands tall*
(DONT GIVE UP KAS!!!!! *SURPRISEMEGATACKLEHUGSOFDOOM*
i have to go for food now
bbl)
*walks over and cuddles Tia* Smile.-Zaf
Uno?
I wants first
*stares at Zaf* Uh...
*looks at the hug textbook*
*reads aloud: "Hug."*
*shrugs*
*hugs Zaf*
Duo!
((*points at what Matex said*))
Delila: That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Instead of lying here drunk, why don't we go find out if they're alive?
Kes: *turns so that her face is against Delila's stomach, wrapping her arms around her*
*in a whisper that is barely audible*
But what if they aren't?
ALSO.
@SIL
YOU STILL HAVE TO DED THE LAST PAGE.
I dedicate this page to Tia, because Tia is awesome. End of discussion. *nods* You're so nice and caring and well you're so damn honest and sometimes the thing we talked about last night and Star pointed out that 14 of us don't have, can always change.
-Zaf
((Bye Chloe!))
See! It's simple. Hugging. *nods* *is petrified of reactions to ded* *hides*
((Serious msd....
-Zaf
*SUDDENLY, THE HMS MIDNIGHT HOTEL IS SLICING THROUGH THE OCEANS OF BLOGLAND*
*SKIPPING OVER THE WAVES*
*THE PIRATE'S OF THE CARIBBEAN THEME SONG PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND*
*stands in the crow's nest*
*head held high*
*Mickey ears fixed squarely on brow*
Greetings, Blogland. It is I, the Majestic Pirate Crowley.
((Oh my GOD, Annika. Hi!))
Um...*thinks, trying to understand what she's saying* you're bad at English but good at your language..but you need English..? *confused*
Greetings, Kestrel! As you may know, I am currently in Orlando, enjoying my life at Disneyworld. Blogland is currently the only thing I have to relieve my homesickness. SO!
*sails across the waves*
*explodes* ANNI!!!!-Zaf
Delila: Well, we'll just have to go and look, won't we? *she leans down and kisses Kestrel gently, before standing up*
*Kestrel stands up as well, slightly wobbly, before pressing the symbol on temple that clears the alcohol from her system*
Go on Tower of Terror and Space Mountain for me Anni!-Zaf
Aww, thanks, Zaffy! *huggles*
*ponders over things*
Hello, Clara! How are you?
Zafira!
*sails past Zafira'a island*
*leans out of the crow's nest and scatters small chocolates to the winds*
Greetings from the Caribbean, Zafira!
I don't know if I'll go on Space Mountain, but I'm DEFINITELY going on Tower of Terror. Unless I chicken out. I'm a bit of a wuss like that.
Tell you what: Dare me to do it. Then I have no choice.
((Wait, Annika, that means you're only three hours away from where I live!))
*the two of them exit the treehouse, walking into the clearing*
((Annika, I dare you to do both of them.))
Really, Kestrel?
*extends scope*
*peers through it*
*sees a small Suburban house with a large neon sign atop it that reads KESTREL'S PLACE*
Hmm.
We should meet up!
(Hushhhh Mattyyyy)
(Hi Clara!)
Greetings, Silente, my dear vampire friend.
Hi everyone...I'm alright, thanks...
((Yep! And we totally, definitely should except there's no way my parents would drive me up to see you, especially because they don't believe that internet friends are "real friends"))
((What's wrong, Chione?))
*Kestrel sees Tia and walks up to him*
Hey, Tia. Um...
Agreed. And there's no way I could drag my Mom and Grandma to come and see you, since our days are so packed.
Oh yes, I'm here with Mom and Grandma. Three generations of my family, all at Disneyworld for the first time.
*monster truck rally announcer voice* THREE GENERATIONS ENTER.
ONLY ONE LEAVES.
(*hugs Chi tightly* what's wrong sis..?)
Emmarra: *sighs* No. *points at her palm* Red - you. White - me. Green - *shrugs and points at the tree*
Red not good. Red bad. Not... *sighs* You. *runs her palm across the surface of the tree, a green glow being emitted* *the tree roots thicken and go deeper into the ground* White - me. *runs her hand over her knuckles, and they become shiny like metal* Red - you. *points her hand at her* Not good. Hurt. But... *points at her mouth* Lavina'sar. *moves her hand over to Silente's head* English. Red do. *points at Silente's mouth* English. *points at her own head* Lavina'sar. Red... *points at her own mouth* Lavina'sar. *points at Silente's head* English.
I do hope you're feeling well, Chione.
Dares have no effect on me. :P
((Annika, that's terrifying O.O
Star, I envy you.))
Does CHOCOLATE have an effect on you?
*opens a treasure chest in the hold*
*scoops out piles of chocolate*
*scatters them to the wind*
(@Clara Not only do I get the reference, I also read that as generators. :S)
(@Kes TiaTC is female, TiaTA/Kas is male.)
By-the-way, in case any of you were expecting to see pictures from my trip, you can probably forget it. I look terrible in most pictures that are taken of me, so unless I have one that's particularly relevant to Blogland, I won't show you any.
*groans, getting a headache from trying to understand* red bad. Me red. Me bad. Me speak english. You white. You good. You speak bad English and good your own language? Can you write this down instead?
. . . Every time I write or see the word trip, I think of Trip.
Blogland, what have you done?
*sails happily*
I dare you to go on Space Mountain and Tower of Terror!-Zaf
Tower of Terror: Definitely happening, and well definitely buy some sort of souvenir to commemorate my survival.
Space Mountain: I'll do it if I can. That's in the Magic Kingdom, and we already went through the Magic Kingdom. But if we return, I'll get to it.
*will
Emmarra: *puts her head in her hands* Stay. *moves her hand next to the side of her head, a red glow shining from her palm*
((Tia, augh! Okay.))
*Kestrel sees Tia and walks up to HER*
Hey. Um. So. Do you know if. Um. Elleni and Anerhyst are uh. Alive?
*stays still*
Oh damn....*has to go*
Oh . . . farewell then, Zafira.
*waves plumed hat in farewell*
No, chocolate does not have much effect on me. :P I would rather not have chocolate and not do somethign scary than do something scary and get chocolate.
@Kes: ?
I don't understand why dares have effect on people . . . like . . . it's just a phrase. :/ Someone may as well say "Do something" and you do it. Why is there an obligation? :/
So when people dare me to do things, I'm just like "Uh, no."
:P
((Goodbye Zaf/Loki!))
Emmarra: *begins to speak, but her lips are moving at different times to the words which Silente hears* Now can you understand me?
(Nothing's wrong, i'll be fine guys. Thanks for asking.)
((Star, for me it's kind of a matter of pride. So if someone dares me to do something, I have to do it.))
I must go.
*the HMS Midnight Hotel sinks somberly into the waves*
(Sis...*hugs Chi*)
*blinks* yes..that's weird.
((Goodbye Annika!))
(*hugs Sil*)
(Please tell me Chi..?)
Emmarra: Sorry. It's what I was trying to say! When you speak, I hear my language. Now when I speak, you hear your language. Yes? I can control living things - when my palm glows white, I'm altering myself. When it glows green - nature. And red - other sentient beings. Which isn't exactly... Allowed, most of the time. *moves her palm away*
@Kes: Yeah. I don't have much pride. I'm fine with being a coward. :P
This is a good thign in some ways and a bad thing in others.
Ohh. That's cool. Well..you could use a translator to talk? Like you just did then?
Emmarra: ... It's in your head. Permanently. If someone were to walk by they'd see me talking in my language and you replying in English.
((Where'd Tia go?))
They'd probably find that a bit weird. But its cool...wait does that mean I'm your translator now?
Emmarra: Yes.
Ah. Okay that's fine...probably. Anyway, now that we can speak properly, wanna introduce yourself?
Emmarra: I've already told you my name... What else do you want to know?
You said you came because of the faceless ones, what happened?
Emmarra: Someone... Brought them there. And... Everyone died. Nearly everyone... There must have been two survivors from the entire city. Me being one. They arranged dimension shunting to help us escape...
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