93. [Voice, and a flash of video]
I had a really... strange dream last night. Something I don’t really remember, but... something about dolls and... no, marionettes and... puppet strings? I don’t know. Part of me wants to say it comes from not being used to the Headquarters, now. And my new room, and my new bed. ...not that those things are bad! I just... it takes getting used to. Everything’s different and um, well, mostly just different. Although I do have a lounge now, see?
[She clicks on video and you can see her shining silver eyes just for a moment before she points the Forge toward a door at the back of her bedroom, and the swing of the camera shows you a quick glimpse of her room. For those who have been there before, it may be a strange sight: while her old room was barren, cold, nearly lacking in any furnishings at all, save her bed and her nightstands and desk... this new room is warm, well-decorated... beautiful.]
[From what you can see of the lounge - just the edge of it peeking through the open door - it seems no less well-put together.]
[...a fox tumbles out of the lounge just before she swings the Forge back around.]
Well. I didn’t really want to go all the way over there to show you the lounge. But you can see the sofa a little! I think. Well! I’m trying to live a little less like an inmate, but I do feel a little guilty about spending money for a mirror when I probably won’t do anything with it other than brush my hair. At home, I never carried a mirror around! It would have just gotten broken anyway.
But, honestly, putting things together made me feel a little less sad about... what happened to the last room. Sadness is... tiring. I think it’s the most tiring emotion there is. I guess it depends on how you react to things or um, emotions and stuff like that. But I was thinking recently... that sadness is tiring, and that fear is exhausting, and they just make you so wrong. All the time. And you can’t see it in the moment, because emotions make you see emotion instead of anything else.
And I thought it would be nice to just get them out. I think a perfect leader wouldn’t feel anything. They would just be all head and no heart. And then I thought about how, a long time ago, I asked what people would wish for, if they could. I think mine has changed. I think now I want to stop wanting things and hating things, and loving things, and hoping for things and regretting things. I just want... I want to be that perfect leader. I want to be all head and no heart.
I know there are plenty of people here who wouldn’t mind that, too. Maybe I should ask them to walk me to the end of the mist.
I’ve heard you can get wishes granted, there.
[A long pause, and Priscilla rubs her face.]
Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow.
Anyway, for those affected who don't know, the partnerships list is always available and up to date here.
[Click click click. A little link appears.]
I hope everyone has slept well.
[She clicks on video and you can see her shining silver eyes just for a moment before she points the Forge toward a door at the back of her bedroom, and the swing of the camera shows you a quick glimpse of her room. For those who have been there before, it may be a strange sight: while her old room was barren, cold, nearly lacking in any furnishings at all, save her bed and her nightstands and desk... this new room is warm, well-decorated... beautiful.]
[From what you can see of the lounge - just the edge of it peeking through the open door - it seems no less well-put together.]
[...a fox tumbles out of the lounge just before she swings the Forge back around.]
Well. I didn’t really want to go all the way over there to show you the lounge. But you can see the sofa a little! I think. Well! I’m trying to live a little less like an inmate, but I do feel a little guilty about spending money for a mirror when I probably won’t do anything with it other than brush my hair. At home, I never carried a mirror around! It would have just gotten broken anyway.
But, honestly, putting things together made me feel a little less sad about... what happened to the last room. Sadness is... tiring. I think it’s the most tiring emotion there is. I guess it depends on how you react to things or um, emotions and stuff like that. But I was thinking recently... that sadness is tiring, and that fear is exhausting, and they just make you so wrong. All the time. And you can’t see it in the moment, because emotions make you see emotion instead of anything else.
And I thought it would be nice to just get them out. I think a perfect leader wouldn’t feel anything. They would just be all head and no heart. And then I thought about how, a long time ago, I asked what people would wish for, if they could. I think mine has changed. I think now I want to stop wanting things and hating things, and loving things, and hoping for things and regretting things. I just want... I want to be that perfect leader. I want to be all head and no heart.
I know there are plenty of people here who wouldn’t mind that, too. Maybe I should ask them to walk me to the end of the mist.
I’ve heard you can get wishes granted, there.
[A long pause, and Priscilla rubs her face.]
Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow.
Anyway, for those affected who don't know, the partnerships list is always available and up to date here.
[Click click click. A little link appears.]
I hope everyone has slept well.