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Post by Riku on Dec 31, 2004 6:48:45 GMT -5
I glare at hoim and a small energy blast goes through the bottle and makes it spill out of it. ....your drinking way to much.... . I turn and sit down next to the wall.
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 31, 2004 6:52:29 GMT -5
"If I'm drinking it's your fault!" he says, pointing his finger. The attitude in the air suggests he's going to go on a drunken rant.
"Truth is relative... what is true to you is not true to another. Truth is nothing but fiction, twisted around by perception.
"It's the truth you don't like to kill, and it's the truth you're a mass murderer. They can't both be true! Which is the true truth!? WHICH?!!"
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Post by Riku on Dec 31, 2004 6:57:44 GMT -5
I glance away and sigh. .... freakboy... I dont liketo kill.... thats true.... Its also true that I am a mass murder.... they both can be true because one is what I feel the other is what I am.... if they were both abotu what I feel, or what I am and contradic... then it wouldnt be true
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 31, 2004 7:02:25 GMT -5
"Ok then, logic your way around this. To Red Infinity I am a menace and a threat to society. To the Rebels I'm just some crazy kid with a radio show. To my fans, I'm a nice guy who hates Capitalists. WHICH IS THE TRUTH? Am I a menace to society or a role model for future generations, or am I neither and just some crazy kid?
"I'll tell you the answer; there is no truth. Truth is a concept thought up by man to reassure himself that the horrible sins and evils he commited upon the earth were justified by his truths."
(d**n, I never thought I could be this insightful. lol.)
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Post by Riku on Dec 31, 2004 7:04:02 GMT -5
I sigh again. ...fine, I used the wrong word.... and to your question, your right, none of those are true.... your a hacker from america.... thats the truth.... the others are just peoples opinions...
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 31, 2004 7:08:04 GMT -5
"You did it again. Now you're saying truth is facts. A fact is something acknowledged by all so, therefore, your religion and all it's basis would not be truth. Your being a mass murderer would not be the truth, for I'm sure there are people who would justify your acts and not call you that but call you an avenger of justice.
"The irrelavence of truth, fact or fiction is a key factor and one that you can't deny, no matter how loaded I am." Freak Boy says, pointing a finger in his face as he struggled to keep his ballance.
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Post by Riku on Dec 31, 2004 7:14:34 GMT -5
I glance up at him. ... no, i believe everyone who knows me will say I am a murder... even llil' hikari would... and as I said... i used the wrong word... i meant to use fact... I have been to hitola, so It is a fact that it exists..., as do gods... well... some of them anyway
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 31, 2004 7:18:15 GMT -5
"So are you not turning to fact, or are you just letting others control your fate? Nothing is absolute; remember that. There are all kinds of things that aren't possible, but happen anyway. Spontaneous combustion is a prime example. My not dying after drinking an entire bottle of tequila is another good example.
"Fact is only what you allow it to be. Someone could say it's a fact that we won't succeed in overthrowing Red Infinity, but if that was the case I'd turn my back on it and say I make my own facts and we would do it.
"No one controls your fate but you. So I ask you, are you accepting fact or letting someone predetirmine your destiny?" Freak Boy asked. It's an amazing thing that when he is drunk he is more insightful than when he is sober.
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Post by Riku on Dec 31, 2004 7:23:15 GMT -5
I lean back slightly and close my eyes. ... freakboy... if some say it.... tehn its not a fact but an opinion... but you cant deny things such as there being oxygen or hitola if you know its real and you have felt it or seen it.... dont you have packing to do?
((as much as i love to argue... I got to go... -.- need to sleep for the party later, Good night ))
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Post by Freak Boy on Dec 31, 2004 7:26:45 GMT -5
(K. Night.)
"I'm already packed. And, it's a FACT that nothing is absolute. In fact; it could be an opinion that there is oxygen because in some other dimension oxygen might not exist and people there breathe nitrogen.
"We say it's a fact that life needs oxygen and water, but there are insects that grow and live in places where there is NO oxygen or water. The world is full of tricks and turns around everything. Every fact has it's fiction. Every lie has it's truth, as paradoxal as that sounds." Freak Boy said, wobbling slightly as he walked back and forth.
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Post by Raine on Dec 31, 2004 9:58:43 GMT -5
Raine had managed to walk into the main room of the abandoned rebel metrostation.She dizzily turned around and stepped away from shade.Was he following her the whole way here.Was he here to kill her.She was puzzled and she fell backwords on her bottom.THe dizyness had almost all diminished.she pushed herself to her feet and looked at Shade.
"what are you doing here....leave...go.... i dont want you here.."SHe said as un-slurred as she possibly could.She had probably lost a bit of blood and she wasnt used to it yet...
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Post by Soren on Dec 31, 2004 11:03:30 GMT -5
Soren heard the tragedy that befell the anarchists and worried about Sophia. He also worried about the others. They put up with him, and now he feared that they were gone. He worried most for Sophia. Even if his heart lacked the capacity to love, since love is lunacy to him, he still thought she was interesting to spend time with.
He felt guilt about Satsujin as well. The nihilists had helped him. He felt that he should have done more against the evil god.
He put on a thin coat and head out into the streets of Copenhagen. He felt compelled to find Satsujin...and do some small thing to stop him. His logic spoke against it, but his feet tread on their own accord.
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Post by Kaschei on Dec 31, 2004 11:09:19 GMT -5
Kaschei had more important things to do than watch the strange magical being. He left the clone being in his study and locked the door. He hoped that the thing would not tear apart his study while he was away. But he figured that the thing would be distracted by the magical fire. Kaschei walked to the cell where Toivo was kept.
"Now for the favor that you owe me. Months ago I made you young again. At the time I asked nothing in return. But now, now I do request something of you. I have something that I need you to translate. It is in Finnish and it relates to the kampa. I know that it is key to unlocking the power!!"
Kaschei hands Toivo the ancient book. It is written entirely in Finnish.
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Post by Anutsaka on Dec 31, 2004 11:13:38 GMT -5
Anutsaka awoke from Mediatation rejuvenated but much to his dismay to find his muscles atrophied and useless. His brown eyes slowly grew accustomed to the sun's bright light and he fell, unable to control himself, with his muscles gone.
Yakkul, his trusted elk, had sat by his side throughout months and immediately sprang to gently guide Anutsaka to a well nearby where he could clean and rejuvenate.
But just as the soothing waters carressed his face, his mind turned to other matters - matters that had come to pass, over the months he had been away. Nothing registered. Nothing. Not a shred of memory lived except for the name of the oppressive government, RI, its attrocities, what he stood for and the organization he associated with, Eternal Light, and the name of his friend, Yakkul.
Within a few hours, his muscles tightened and enabled to walk and run for himself, only seconds later mounting Yakkul.
"Yakkul, we've got to get back to where we last came from? Do you remember?"
The elk didn't even bother to shake his head or nod. He simply dashed off into the cold morning towards their destination.
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Finding himself in the streets of a strange city, nothing seemed to return to him. Perhaps this was the same city he had fought in, or it could have simply been a different part of the world he had never visited. But he did find one man. A dark, lonely man, stalking the streets with what seemed like wounds (Satsujin).
"Excuse me!" Anutsaka said, riding up to the man, "Do you need help? I myself am I healer, a member of Eternal Light. I can treat your wounds."
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Post by Elijah Debs on Dec 31, 2004 11:15:40 GMT -5
Elijah went to his room at the rebel base. He could sense that something was amiss, but wasn't sure what. In his mind, he started to think of the social democrats. He was now sure that he would join them. He hoped that Andrew joined them as well. Since he met Andrew, he started to feel again. For a long time it seemed that he went through the motions of living. He felt nothing. Maybe he was suffering from a long depression. Now, having a friend and someone to talk to, he felt that he had hope. But at the same time he worried. He sometimes didn't understand Andrew at all. He could not put his finger on it, but there was some mysterious thing about his friend that he just didn't see or understand.
He tried not to think about it. Instead he thought once again of the democratic socialists.
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