Entry 103
...and people are fighting with each other again, it looks like. Great.
We were all brought here the same way - unwillingly drafted to 'fight' some war that holds little to no real significance when it comes to our own home worlds (unless Entropi exist in other universes as well? They're glowing balls of energy, more or less - they could exist by other names as well... they might, they might not, I don't know), and the only way any of us are going to survive long enough to return home someday is by working together. Not that I can do much.
And yet instead of working together, people are attacking each other, hurting each other, seeking revenge, all over the stupidest of things, whether it be a simple lie, bad things that happened a long time ago, a spell of magical mistletoe that only hurts the pride of those stuck under it... somehow, I don't doubt that some of them do it for fun, too, or at least the initial harm. The revenge is so out of hand these days though... I mean, highlights of just the past year:
Oh look, he lied to me. He must be punished with a fate worse than death!
Oh look, the above happened a while ago. Let's go over to the room of the guy who's apologized already for doing it and changed a lot, make a big racket, and attempt to kill him and his friend in order to further punish him for it even though everything was settled, everything was fixed, and no one died was permanently hurt!
Oh look, a bunch of our friends got sent home randomly. Let's go on a rampage and destroy things!
Oh look, someone put up mistletoe. Kill the evildoer!
Oh look, someone killed someone - I wouldn't be surprised if it was out of self-defense, given everything that's been going on. Everyone's probably going to want to kill him out of revenge, too.
I don't know what's worse sometimes. The threat of the Entropi above us, of everyone else running around in here, or what Manjoume told me about what's waiting back home, if we're from the same universe, which is pretty likely.
...well, not the stuff back home, probably. At least that'll probably wind up settled with someone dueling someone else and the loser being banished into a blank card. That tends to be how things work.
I don't think I'd be able to do anything about things here even if I tried, though. A quiet life in my room, away from the insane people, is usually more or less safe, even if some people I know well have done things on the above list on occasion. All I can do is survive, and watch out for the people I care about.
[And after the above private stuff, made public is another recording of practicing on the ukulele. She's getting better - certainly nowhere near professional yet, but obvious improvement's been made since the last time she recorded it.]
We were all brought here the same way - unwillingly drafted to 'fight' some war that holds little to no real significance when it comes to our own home worlds (unless Entropi exist in other universes as well? They're glowing balls of energy, more or less - they could exist by other names as well... they might, they might not, I don't know), and the only way any of us are going to survive long enough to return home someday is by working together. Not that I can do much.
And yet instead of working together, people are attacking each other, hurting each other, seeking revenge, all over the stupidest of things, whether it be a simple lie, bad things that happened a long time ago, a spell of magical mistletoe that only hurts the pride of those stuck under it... somehow, I don't doubt that some of them do it for fun, too, or at least the initial harm. The revenge is so out of hand these days though... I mean, highlights of just the past year:
Oh look, he lied to me. He must be punished with a fate worse than death!
Oh look, the above happened a while ago. Let's go over to the room of the guy who's apologized already for doing it and changed a lot, make a big racket, and attempt to kill him and his friend in order to further punish him for it even though everything was settled, everything was fixed, and no one died was permanently hurt!
Oh look, a bunch of our friends got sent home randomly. Let's go on a rampage and destroy things!
Oh look, someone put up mistletoe. Kill the evildoer!
Oh look, someone killed someone - I wouldn't be surprised if it was out of self-defense, given everything that's been going on. Everyone's probably going to want to kill him out of revenge, too.
I don't know what's worse sometimes. The threat of the Entropi above us, of everyone else running around in here, or what Manjoume told me about what's waiting back home, if we're from the same universe, which is pretty likely.
...well, not the stuff back home, probably. At least that'll probably wind up settled with someone dueling someone else and the loser being banished into a blank card. That tends to be how things work.
I don't think I'd be able to do anything about things here even if I tried, though. A quiet life in my room, away from the insane people, is usually more or less safe, even if some people I know well have done things on the above list on occasion. All I can do is survive, and watch out for the people I care about.
[And after the above private stuff, made public is another recording of practicing on the ukulele. She's getting better - certainly nowhere near professional yet, but obvious improvement's been made since the last time she recorded it.]