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Namur ([personal profile] om_nom_namur) wrote in [community profile] genessia2017-01-29 06:28 pm

Hype(?) Train [Video]

[Blue, webbed hands hold up the pretty date auction advertisement distributed through the paper.]

Look at this shit. Seriously?

[The flier gets tossed to the side, in favor of letting the camera focus on Namur's face. His teeth aren't fully bared, but there's certainly a bit more of a snap in the way he says his words.]

Come through time an' space an' differnt universes or dimensions or whatever the hell shit we gone through an' y'all still wanna auction each other off like random shit y' find in some ol' dead bloke's attic? Someone please 'splain it t' me cuz they couldn't back in Balamb. Y'all get some kinda thrill sellin' yer pals? Make y' feel powerful or some shit? Oh, 's okay cuz 's for charity, yer gonna say. Who gives a shit? Yer sellin' people!

[He pounds his fist on the table next to his communicator, making it jump. By the time the feed stops fuzzing and focuses again, he's running his fingers through his hair, trying to calm himself down because he's getting more fired up than he meant. He takes a deep breath and blows it out slowly.]

A'ight, look. Anyone still watchin'. If y' sign up for this damned thing thinkin' 's gonna be fun or whatever an' y' wind up gettin' stuck with some asshole y' ain't okay with, but yer still gonna go through with it cuz charity or whatever- call me. I'll back y' up. Don't care if I never metcha 'fore. Need a 'mergency phone call oops gotta go, I'll make that call. Need a friend happens t' be close by jus' in case, tell me where an' when, I'll be there, catch me? Seriously.

[Namur gives a sloppy but well practiced salute. Anyone familiar with SeeD will recognize it instantly.]

Peace out, peeps.
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[personal profile] youfool 2017-02-03 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)

He chuckled mildly. "That's a titch mystical. All right; why were the 'in' in? I assume it was something more conscious than casting lots."

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[personal profile] youfool 2017-02-04 02:47 am (UTC)(link)

"Pfha, I figured as much. Goodness, for pirates your talent for peculiar privacy is almost snobbish. Ah well, I think it's enough to know that there was exclusion going on; more mysta- than demagoguery. All right, another test or two and I'll have the truth of it.

Suppose two societies: a large one where you may befriend anyone you like, or a small one where, for better or worse, your companions are chosen for you. Which is better, and why?

Another test: if you could change the weather to suit you, would you?"

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[personal profile] youfool 2017-02-08 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Come on, I wouldn't do that. [He said, plaintively. It hurt to be thought of as a sophist or vain, given how much he dislikes the same sort of thing in others.]

Right, you don't like these primrose paths. [Namur's never any fun when it comes to rhetorical roundabouts.] Ahem, well, since you've outlined your objections, suppose I'll unfurl my defense of the thing.

What I am for, and what you seem to be against, is adventure. This auction is but one of a few ways in which the world, Genessia, provides them. And because it is an adventure of love; a truly romantic romance, it is open to anyone. For an adventure is a thing that comes to us; a blind and bracing bolt from the blue. It is in the not choosing that life becomes truly romantic.

This world is too full of the other thing; things we choose, things we will. For example, when was the last time you heard anyone talk of their neighbors? That would be one relation which would be thrust upon us, for better or worse. It would be organic. But of course, such things are rare; too rare. What we have is the other thing, the synthetic. People we can pick or discard at will; the self clamors on. Goodness, even the bounties never dare to attack any of us with necklaces. Suppose it's because we never engage them, except on our terms.

But the self can be quiet there; at the auction, one is free to be tossed and turned by the merry winds of fate. That world is adventurous: broad, romantic, full of discomforts and denunciations. It is uncongenial, and dramatic. For a drama to be necessary and exciting, it needs be settled without our permission. Thus, the auction's strength is in its limitations, forcing one to meet things they may not like. It sets the framework for romance.

Your bid to save those who encounter a fate they do not like, however nobly intended, is at root tame and timid. To have adventures and romance is to court peril, reward, punishment, and fulfillment. Those things must be real. Yet you're prepared to hollow the thing out and remove the unwanted side, little realizing how it spoils sport.

Now, I bear no ill will towards those who aren't suited for it. Some are tame, tired, and ought to stay home and enjoy their narrow lives as best they can; goodness knows Genessia can be too exciting. [Never experienced it himself, but he understands the concept. Theoretically.]

In summation, you've a sorry grasp of fun. Can't you see that the romance is in the risk? In the fact that one runs into they know not what? What is Genessia, if not life itself, if not the drama inherent in what we never dreamed of?
Edited 2017-02-08 21:49 (UTC)
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[personal profile] youfool 2017-02-10 06:01 am (UTC)(link)


[Ted pulled back as Namur maxed out the volume, as though the phone were repelling him with gale force winds. The fierceness of Namur's protest subdued Ted's expression, which, upon recovery, would hint at a deep and profound joy.

He knew it wasn't good to have wrath or knowingly stoke it, and yet he couldn't help but feel as though he were getting the best of Namur, in the best possible meaning of that phrase.]


"God redeem you..."[He murmured, before continuing like before with added relish.]

"Ahem, well, I confess the pecuniary component is vulgar; were it up to me I'd do something more like a drawing, rather than ceding the thing entirely to the wealthy.

Heh, while I'm glad we're agreed on the depravity of pirates, I think that makes their compunctions rather less reliable. 'To the impure, nothing is pure'.

Besides, what would you know about romance? [Ted teased] You've never even been married, despite ample opportunity! People have even told you they had fun in auctions past, yet you refuse to believe! How would you know, having never given it a fair shake?

Edited 2017-02-10 06:01 (UTC)
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[personal profile] youfool 2017-02-14 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ted's face fell flat. It's strange, he reflected, that when people say "deal with it", something active, they mean something more like "don't touch on it in any way"; something passive. Possibly inane phrases aside, he wonders if these reasons were the ones they spoke of before. Some phobia that extended even to things that merely *looked* like the trauma, however slight? Or something else? Either way, it didn't look like Namur would be divulging any time soon.]

"...all right, as you wish. Sorry for upsetting you."

[Oh, right, he almost forgot.]

"And so long as I'm apologizing, sorry again for signing you up for it."
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[personal profile] youfool 2017-02-15 01:08 am (UTC)(link)

[Once the rage flows, Ted's quick to press the "mute" button and preserve his virgin ears. He'd patiently wait until Namur got it all out of his system. He's prepared to explain that submissions like that can't really be undone, and that Namur can do what any sensible person would do: decline the invitation. Ted doesn't understand what mystical, irresistible magnetism stuff like this has on people. Maybe one day someone will explain it to him. Just like he's going to explain--

--and the feed cuts out. He tries a redial; no dice. Technical difficulties? Oh well, he's sure Namur will be 100% understanding.]