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caughtinanetwork2012-11-23 05:10 pm
symmetrophile) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-11-23 05:10 pm
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That's much better, but...
[So says a certain young man dressed in stark monochrome, dark hair interrupted by three parallel lines of white running along only one side of his head, as he regards what appears to be a colorful ball -- the sort of toy meant for felines to caper after, once catnip has been placed inside.
Residents of a certain villa may recognize their foyer.
It's looking significantly tidier, or rather like someone had artfully arranged but one side of it, and proceeded to arrange the other side in a spookily precise mirror image. Even various cat toys found scattered around the premises have been doled out to each corner of the foyer in a bilaterally symmetrical fashion.
Someone even went through the trouble of dusting and sweeping. It veritably sparkles. Death the Kid's hair is a little disheveled, in the way of one who had little choice but to let damp hair dry as it would.
Indeed, the young grim reaper had stood there in the plaza since yesterday afternoon waiting to drip-dry, unable to abide by the thought of moving around while his wet clothes insisted on sticking to him, horrifyingly askew. He has standards.]
What do I do? It's almost perfect, but I can't simply place this in one corner.
[This is sort of stressing him out.]
I'll just have to acquire another that matches this precisely! Residents of this house! Where is the nearest market?
[This, while addressing the starfish communicator held in the other hand, until the reaper's golden eyes dart a brief, distressed glance at his own creased (and still uncomfortably damp) suit.]
...No, I should first change into something suitable. But I can't just leave this unfinished!
[Ahh, he can't decide, what should he do? WHAT SHOULD HE DO??? At last, he decides to stow the catnip ball away, and black, crackling tendrils of skull-capped shadow spirits away the toy out of sight.]
First things first--where can I launder and dry my clothing? Don't delay in supplying in answer, this is essential, I'm filthy.
[So says a certain young man dressed in stark monochrome, dark hair interrupted by three parallel lines of white running along only one side of his head, as he regards what appears to be a colorful ball -- the sort of toy meant for felines to caper after, once catnip has been placed inside.
Residents of a certain villa may recognize their foyer.
It's looking significantly tidier, or rather like someone had artfully arranged but one side of it, and proceeded to arrange the other side in a spookily precise mirror image. Even various cat toys found scattered around the premises have been doled out to each corner of the foyer in a bilaterally symmetrical fashion.
Someone even went through the trouble of dusting and sweeping. It veritably sparkles. Death the Kid's hair is a little disheveled, in the way of one who had little choice but to let damp hair dry as it would.
Indeed, the young grim reaper had stood there in the plaza since yesterday afternoon waiting to drip-dry, unable to abide by the thought of moving around while his wet clothes insisted on sticking to him, horrifyingly askew. He has standards.]
What do I do? It's almost perfect, but I can't simply place this in one corner.
[This is sort of stressing him out.]
I'll just have to acquire another that matches this precisely! Residents of this house! Where is the nearest market?
[This, while addressing the starfish communicator held in the other hand, until the reaper's golden eyes dart a brief, distressed glance at his own creased (and still uncomfortably damp) suit.]
...No, I should first change into something suitable. But I can't just leave this unfinished!
[Ahh, he can't decide, what should he do? WHAT SHOULD HE DO??? At last, he decides to stow the catnip ball away, and black, crackling tendrils of skull-capped shadow spirits away the toy out of sight.]
First things first--where can I launder and dry my clothing? Don't delay in supplying in answer, this is essential, I'm filthy.
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[MOVING RIGHT ALONG.]
That depends, of course, on evolutionary advances discovered and cultivated to survive a variety of hostile beings and environments. For example, those sensitive enough to perceive the souls of others around them arose, perhaps, out of the need to defend against Witches and other threats deemed 'supernatural'.
I could go on further to tell you about those who become Weapons and the Meisters who can wield them, but they're a class of their own. Mankind owes their continued survival in part to these remarkable individuals, and of course, to my father as well.
Their range of physical prowess varies from human to human, some might condition their bodies for battle daily, while another leads a more sedentary life.
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I see. Despite not having horns, humans are still pretty interesting. Are witches the natural enemy of humans?
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Humans, being vulnerable and generally trusting of those who look like themselves, are naturally taken advantage of by a clever witch. If anything, it is Shibusen that has eventually become the "natural enemy" of witches, because they were hunted as part of the academic requirements for a Weapon to ascend to the highly coveted rank of Death Scythe, and the fame this ascension grants to the Weapon's Meister.
That's the way it's been for quite some time; until recently, there has been no reason for it to change.
[Your turn.]
What purpose do your horns serve?
[...Of course he'd waste it on an irrelevant question.]
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They make me look good.
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This is the same death god who chooses to wander into a searing desert clad head to toe in a heavy black cloak and ridiculous skull mask to 'set the mood'; having something for appearance's sake is totally acceptable.]
That they do. Then that's the purpose they serve for your species.
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Well, I suppose there are a few additional purposes.
They tend to be a good indicator of strength and virility to us. As they grow our entire lives, long, unblemished horns indicate someone who has managed to survive to a high age and thrive. Which can be considered quite a feat in our society! And I have heard some psychic types find it easier to channel their powers along their horns, but seeing as I have no such powers I couldn't confirm that.
And I suppose, on the right troll, they could get rather sensitive~
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This guy!!!]
Sensitivity sounds like it could be a potentially disastrous liability.
It's interesting that some of you have unusual powers, while the rest go without. Is it some kind of genetic trait? Oh--excuse me, I'm speaking out of turn.
[It's her turn to ask a question.]
Was there anything else you wanted to ask?
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No, go ahead. I think the topic of my next question might be a little wide, so I'll let you have some extra questions.
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[And all at once, Kid realizes he lacks the words to describe this. So he has little choice but to take hers.]
Hemo-spectrum.
Although you said you don't have them, I'll accept whatever you've heard.
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Generally many psychic abilities are not restricted to a single caste but rather to a certain section of the hemospectrum. For example, telekinesis and powers related to the deceased are most common on the lowest end of the spectrum. I wouldn't be able to give you exact numbers. I am a mistress of the law, not statistics!
Other powers that I know of are the ability to commune with animals, which too is most common in lowbloods, and the psychic ability to command the minds of others, which I believe enjoys a more even spread. I personally know one troll who was capable of this and she was a blueblood, so quite high up the spectrum.
The only power I know of that is confined to a single caste are the chucklevoodoos as possessed by the subjugglators.
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Chucklevoodoos. Subjugglators. That sounds utterly ridiculous.
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[Pinching the bridge of his nose between his eyes, he shakes his head.]
No, nevermind. What was this broad topic you wished to discuss?
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[What, the GHB is not that scary to talk to, right? Just a silly clown.]
But all right. What I would like to know is... what is the justice system like where you are from?
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[Dubious doesn't even begin to describe him.]
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I wouldn't know! That's another thing about our society. After a certain age, we do no longer go by our hatch-names, but instead adopt a personal title. Knowing another troll's name means you are close. Very close!
His title however is the Grand Highblood. Just follow the scent of stale shitty soda and you're sure to find him.
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But there is, above all else, a higher order.
Above presides Lord Death, who governs over the "life" and "death" of all living beings. According to this same belief, we are the absolute existences which maintain order.
The point is not so limited as this. A true balance must exist in all things.
[Truly the kind of monumental task meant for gods. He pauses for a moment, placing his fingers along his black (and to one side, white-striped) fringe, thoughtfully.]
Of course, there's the matter of what happens as new leadership rises to change the definition of order, the boundaries between "good" and "evil", but that's a more obtuse subject.
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But did I understand you correctly? Does you planet not have one unified system of law that presides over all?
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Put simply, it is the supreme order of "balance".
[He amends:] But I suppose if you were to ask a human, they might agree with your observation. From region to region, the systems used to enforce the law can vary widely... even I must admit, such inconsistency makes me feel nauseous just thinking about it.
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That's odd. What reasoning is there for there being different systems of law in different regions?
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It accounts for a plethora of nuanced cultural differences, for one. For another, the law is somewhat fluid, adapted as the circumstances require.
For example, the killing of another might not be such a cut and dried case of murder, if done under a significant enough duress, such as the need to defend one's own life from an immediate threat.
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And maybe if you could deliver me some reading material, I'll even return the favour. Maybe I'll even translate it for you!