Log 28 -- 09-15-2010 -- fortune favors the...

[citadelspirit]

I don't need a piece of food to tell me what happened this past weekend. "Loose lips sink ships," it said. An old and trite human expression.

Yes, I know I said many things as a child. I know I went about ranting and raving about the humans here. But the City must remember that I didn't even have a childhood. Whatever was seen, was a warped image of

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[blastiafreak]

Curses make us say dumb things all the time. If anyone's going to get hung up over it, that's their problem.

[citadelspirit]

That is true within itself...but if others in the City start treating me as if I'm insane or threatening, it becomes a problem. That hasn't happened yet, and I'm simply trying to avoid it.

[blastiafreak]

Does what other people think of you really matter that much?

[citadelspirit]

I am an extremely technical individual, who needs many things that will not be given to me if people think I will use them for unfortunate purposes. That is really the only reason why I should care.

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[makes_you_tick]

It was an odd curse- but I didn't mind it. At least you can write it off as such.

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[citadelspirit]

You prefer me as a foolish young child?

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[makes_you_tick]

Hardly. But I didn't mind you that way, either.

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[citadelspirit]

I see. Well, I said too much, damn the immaturity. My child-concoction told some man named Eagle -- he had a laser blade also, to give you an idea of his tech level -- all about the rerouted morality, and about how much I don't like humans.

I hope he forgets it. A little nagging thought tells me that he won't.

...All my efforts could be wasted. And even if I killed him, he would just come back.