All and Nothing

Indie blog for Monoe from Yume Nikki.

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[spurioussimperess-blog]

Shanon doesn't understand what you directed him to. He says it's too vague.

This blogging account will no longer be used. The character Monoe on here will no longer be roleplayed on this account, nor on any others, by this moderator. I wish for you the best.

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Shanon wants to know where Monoe has gone. Shanon misses Monoe.

Refer to here.

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Allow me to correct that. It seems as though the process of which I spoke to Mary is now in effect, at least in the preliminary stages. That in mind, I believe that all ongoing threads and subsequent activity will be discontinued forthwith, albeit abruptly. I wish you all the best of luck in your endeavors. Farewell.

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(( I'm never coming on here on a Sunday again. ))

[jetsamsyndrome-blog]

"Heya doll-"

"Oops I mean ‘Monoe’. Y’come here often?"

She propped her arm up against the big wooden ship docked behind her

"Cuz I doooo." 

[spurioussimperess-blog]

"Using my own lines against me and lame pick-up lines?"

"You keep that up and I'll be sayin' the same thing soon enough."

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spurioussimperess started following you

"hellllooooooooo, lady."

"Y’must be lost, nice to meetcha, I’m captain." 

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"Hello sailor~"

"Oops, I mean 'captain'. Nice to meet ya' anyways; I'm Monoe."

[pereskia]

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He sighed. No they didn’t speak Romanian.

"Nothing, forget about it. What are you doing out here?"

Yoku shifted uneasily

"You are trespassing, you know that? This is my land." 

[spurioussimperess-blog]

She wasn't even good with her first language, much less a second one.

"Oh, uh... my bad? I didn't mean to trespass anyone's land, especially not yours!"

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spurioussimperess started following you

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"you must be lost."

"Face tu vorbi Român?" 

[spurioussimperess-blog]

"I wasn't really but, well..."

"You lost me there. What did you say?"

[middens-blog]

So essentially, what you're saying is that those men weren't hugged enough as children? (This isn't belittling your response, I'm simply trying to see if I understood your intention with it.)

This is a true story. Some years ago Africa experienced a sudden increase in elephants. Being large as they are these elephants soon overstepped their available food supply. The government decided that the most humane course of action was to eliminate the elder elephants while sparing the younger generations.Flying in helicopters the rangers shot into the elephant herds killing most of the adults. The newly orphaned elephants were culled together and transported to various preserves.Years passed peaceably and not much was thought of the event. The orphan elephants adjusted to their new mode of life and food was plentiful once more. No fuss, no butts, no coconuts.Then out of blue large numbers of the endangered white rhino were turning up dead. Firstly poachers were suspected, but upon inspection that didn’t appear to be the case because the rhino horns were left intact. Unexpectedly it was found that elephants were the culprits.After some examination it was revealed that the parks suffering these attacks were those who had adopted the orphaned elephants. The attacks extended beyond rhino killing. Unusually even tourist vehicles were being upturned, park property destroyed and people gored to death. Analysts were dispatched to observe the rogue herds. Researchers fond these elephants had grown up to be extremely violent. The herds themselves behaved like street gangs.Elephants, like humans, are socially sensitive animals. With no older elephants to act as mentors the younger generation turned volatile…Due to the threat to wildlife and humans alike many of these traumatized elephants were killed(especially those who had acted as pack leaders). During the course of all this it was suggested that perhaps these pachyderms were merely in need of positive role models.Acting on this idea adult elephants who had grown up within family circles were shipped to the problematic parks. Quickly bonding the newly sent adults seemed to adopt the orphaned elephants like surrogate parents. The project was a huge success, and attacks ceased altogether.In the case of Gingiva it is not merely that these entities were not physically touched, but that they were altogether not socialized or inducted to rightful conduct. In that scenario convenience had become a greater virtue than compassion. All children were raised in facilities, and all the elderly died behind a metal curtain, while the inbetweens were too busy toiling for money to be bothered. Did you know elephants can cry?http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2417554/Elephant-calf-cries-hours-mother-tried-stamp-death-shortly-birth.htmlhttp://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2270977/Elephants-really-grieve-like-They-shed-tears-try-bury-dead—leading-wildlife-film-maker-reveals-animals-like-us.html

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In Gingiva, there was one thing that made both laugh (out of my control cause I was suprise of what's happening) but now that I look back on it, i just want to punch myself from those moments. Why did those man-monsters whatever they were promise to love her and then if either she spent her life with them or kindly refused them they became so henious? Is it because love dosen't excist it all or is it because this is how poor Gingiva is treated?

Imagine a newly born infant that has all it requires to live but is never touched once. Do you know what happens to that child? Picture that the babe is given food, shelter, water—-all the gross necessities of life—but is never lovingly held. What happens? That baby dies…Usually in as little as four months*1 A caring touch is essential to the creation of new life and, in my opinion, the sustainment of life that exists.  In Gingiva conditions have arisen where few are affirmed in loved. Such shortness of caregiving nurtures derangement*2 How could this happen?The nucleus of all society is the family. This is because a family is the smallest divisible unit of a meaningful communal collective. It is the atom that supports the molecular integrity of the the whole community. When the family tradition is destroyed so is the society imperiled. Why is this so?"When families are broken the sacred rites are forgotten. Vice rots the remnant polluting the women. Through the degradation of womanhood comes the birth of unwanted progeny. An increase of unwanted population certainly creates hellish life both for the family and those who destroy the family tradition. The ancestors of such corrupt families fall down because, with charity overextended, the acts of offering food and water stop." -The Bhagavad GitaIf an infant inevitably dies from lack of affection then what of these children unwanted by their mothers? If death is the outcome of major neglect then what is the outcome of even minor indifference? An individual is the smallest divisible part of a family. Improvement of an individual leads to the improvement of a family which inturn brightens nations. These elated nations inturn elevate the world. The conviction of one person can lessen the burden of the very Earth.Like molecular degeneration—-eventually through the duplicate succession of generation after generation of neglected and abused descendants hellish conditions are established.   The macro is only a view of the micro from a distance. It is not empty words to say that the betterment of the world begins with betterment of one person.1* Spitz study on emotional deprivation2*What is oxytocin?Effects of oxytocin on perverse social behaviors

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He growled angrily as she turned away. “…………….sorry….”

[spurioussimperess-blog]

She was a bit surprised that he actually was willing to apologize. She still kept away from him, and chose to try and push her luck on this one. "What was that?! I didn't quite hear you; say it louder this time."

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Dream a Little Dream of Me with spurioussimperess

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Now that was a riddle that had to have a flaw in it, Chihaya’s mind racing to find the parts that didn’t click together as good as Monoe believed they should. As good as this theory seemed, there still was something that prevented the schoolgirl from accepting it.

She fell silent, still looking at the wall as she tried to calm erratic breath down and wrap her mind around the yet obscure problem at the same time. And while she managed to partially calm down rather quickly, the thinking part, as it always used to be, remained a hard nut to crack for a rather long while.

Finally. “If my brain stopped working… reading wouldn’t be the only problem! I couldn’t understand you either or feel phantom pains, as you call them. I couldn’t feel anything because the thing that imagines it all would be dead! And if I were a ghost, I wouldn’t be here, I wouldn’t be able to sleep, because all ghosts are restless! That’s a fact we all know from books!” The brain, that’s what was confusing her. A misconception between a dead brain being unable to read — and there were stories with ghosts able to do it, as far as she remembered — yet able to imagine. “I don’t believe you. You confuse yourself with your own lies.”

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"You poor, poor moron." The monochrome girl said, giving no pause between the end of the other's logic and her own impending tirade. She gave a light laugh as her smile turned as malicious as ever. "And just how long did it take for you to even think of that?!"

She was visibly upset, this much was very evident. For someone as dense as Chihaya to see past her lies was too much. She tried being polite and mysterious, yet the other girl failed to understand at all; she tried being powerful and manipulative, and the other seemed to be able to break down almost every flaw she had. Yet, despite all this, she was still smiling, smirking as her simper ceased to simmer. 

"You've done it, you idiot. You finally proved to me how stupid you really are. If you just kept playing ignorant, I'd just let you calmly wake up, no problems whatsoever. But you couldn't just do that, could you? You just had to defy me. But you know what? That's alright. That's perfectly alright, because now that I see how idiotic you are, I know just how to teach you a lesson for this..."

Her smile refused to fade, even as her body did. Like a Cheshire Cat, she seemed to almost completely disappear, before there was nothing left in the spot where Monoe once stood. Not but a few moments later, a faint whispering could be heard, quickly becoming more and more audible as a chorus seemed to form, all voices of which were Monoe's, and all words from this chorus were insults to Chihaya's intelligence. Though, even with the faint whispering, Monoe was not to be found anywhere.

[padthedemon]

"Y-Your so annoying!" He said back at her. He sighed. This wasn’t going anywhere. "Look…….I…..will apologize…..if you finally get it through ya head that it was a ACCIDENT!"

[spurioussimperess-blog]

"I. never. said. it. wasn't! I just asked for you to apologize and then you go accusing me of things like this." She turned away angrily. "A-and stop speaking my opinion of you!" That last part probably was meant as an insult somehow.

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spurioussimperess said: “Please, in the name of all that is holy, don’t give them pun-based names.”

"Don’t worry, I won’t! But that’s not a bad idea…."

"Just kidding!"

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"On behalf of every dream forced to have a terrible name, please, just don't do it."

"Or better yet, have you tried asking them for whatever name they want to be called?"

[mai--taniyama-deactivated201403]

Initially, two unrelated characters really seem not clutching together at all, but due to their traits and personality properties (i.e. our current thread between Chihaya and Monoe, where Monoe’s general whereabouts allowed to perform such a crossover) or side-concepts explaining why would a character end up being in a place they don’t belong to (I utilize a similar concept idea filed as “eurocargo”), the interactions still happens.

As for roleplayers’ own traits, balance is crucial. Despite all statements about welcoming and accepting community, a roleplayer should be charismatic enough to get their share of presence. Mean and plain are despised, mean and charismatic are tolerated, kind and plain are not recognized, kind and charismatic are welcomed, netural and plain are overlooked, neutral and charismatic are admired. And all of them still should have a contact list of current or potential partners.

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True, just such an event for two roleplayers to have characters that fit a description accurately enough seems unlikely without a deus ex machina involved, though do not think I am accusing anyone of doing so.

As for a contact list of partners, that makes roleplaying sound almost like a business, a business of writing and creativity.