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caughtinanetwork2012-03-02 07:59 pm
withoutasign) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-03-02 07:59 pm
Sermon Two
[Signless has chosen his location carefully; when he turns on the video function, there's a wall of water behind him, and a school of brightly colored tropical fish swimming past. He's very clearly in the bubble again.]
My friends, today I want to talk to you about fear.
[His voice is low and soothing, his story-telling voice.]
I have known great fear in my time. In my world, the color of my blood was a source of fear, something that drove me into hiding for a long time. Then, when I dreamed of the world that could be, rather than the world that was, I was afraid again... afraid that I would never see what I knew we were capable of come to pass. I was afraid to speak out, afraid to make a ripple in the still, stagnant waters of our society, and tried instead to live my meager little life underneath the notice of the highbloods.
But then I saw what my silence was doing, what those in similar positions were suffering, and I knew I could not stay silent. I could not sit idly by while our world rotted away from its very core, while its corruption bled away the talents and very lives of so many trolls who had done nothing beyond being hatched the wrong color. I could not wait for another to come along and demand change, or I would wait the rest of my life. I needed to cast aside my fear, to find a reserve of strength within me, and rise to what my world needed me to be.
[His voice falls, becoming hushed and soft, almost painfully honest, and he looks down, his cloak hiding his eyes.]
I was terrified. Casting off fear is one of the most difficult things I have ever done. Fear is something I knew, its cold comfort as familiar to me as my guardian's face. It would have been... easy to live my entire life in fear, I thought.
[He looks up then, and his eyes are burning, his voice strong once more.]
I thought that fear was a cloak to hide me, but it was a chain I wore around my neck. When the fear was gone, when I made the decision to cast it aside, I have never felt so free in my entire life. It was how I imagine it must feel to wake up one morning with wings, and look out the window into an endless sky. When the fear was gone, I could breathe a deep breath for the first time in my life, and look to the future not as an ominous, foreboding thing, but as a path bathed in light and redemption.
I am not afraid any longer, Vatheon. This is my home now, and it is worth fighting for. I will not be driven out of my home again. I will not let fear control me.
My friends, today I want to talk to you about fear.
[His voice is low and soothing, his story-telling voice.]
I have known great fear in my time. In my world, the color of my blood was a source of fear, something that drove me into hiding for a long time. Then, when I dreamed of the world that could be, rather than the world that was, I was afraid again... afraid that I would never see what I knew we were capable of come to pass. I was afraid to speak out, afraid to make a ripple in the still, stagnant waters of our society, and tried instead to live my meager little life underneath the notice of the highbloods.
But then I saw what my silence was doing, what those in similar positions were suffering, and I knew I could not stay silent. I could not sit idly by while our world rotted away from its very core, while its corruption bled away the talents and very lives of so many trolls who had done nothing beyond being hatched the wrong color. I could not wait for another to come along and demand change, or I would wait the rest of my life. I needed to cast aside my fear, to find a reserve of strength within me, and rise to what my world needed me to be.
[His voice falls, becoming hushed and soft, almost painfully honest, and he looks down, his cloak hiding his eyes.]
I was terrified. Casting off fear is one of the most difficult things I have ever done. Fear is something I knew, its cold comfort as familiar to me as my guardian's face. It would have been... easy to live my entire life in fear, I thought.
[He looks up then, and his eyes are burning, his voice strong once more.]
I thought that fear was a cloak to hide me, but it was a chain I wore around my neck. When the fear was gone, when I made the decision to cast it aside, I have never felt so free in my entire life. It was how I imagine it must feel to wake up one morning with wings, and look out the window into an endless sky. When the fear was gone, I could breathe a deep breath for the first time in my life, and look to the future not as an ominous, foreboding thing, but as a path bathed in light and redemption.
I am not afraid any longer, Vatheon. This is my home now, and it is worth fighting for. I will not be driven out of my home again. I will not let fear control me.
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[Now she covers her face with her hands, going a hilarious shade of bright green. Usually she's good at just ignoring innuendo when she wants to, but.]
Don't doooo that! It's already going to be difficult enough with Equius without him getting compurrletely the wrong idea!
[Because really, Nepeta and Tavros seem to share the same idea that matespritship simply involves cuddling and playing with plushies together 24/7. Equius on the other hand is bound to expect the very worst.]
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Tinkertot? Oh, like he's one to talk. Pretty sure your dear moirail has been caught indigo handed, if you know what I mean. So you just do as you please, little one.
[Darkleer might have mentioned something to him, yep.]
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It's a bit more compurrlickated than that! [And that's without even taking into consideration Tavros' legs.]
It won't matter to him what he did, only what I do, and I don't want him to scare Tavros beclaws then I'll get mad at him and I don't want to get mad at him beclaws the last time I was here and had a matesprit appurrently I stopped paying any attention to Equius and hurt him a lot which was pawful and doesn't make any sense, but it happened and I don't want him to efur think it'll happen again. So I want them to get along! Like me and Gamzee do!
[...she sure did just blurt out a lot of what was on her mind over there.]
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If you care about them both, I uh, I see no reason why one would come before the other. Aren't quadrants... like... that? [His statement is MUCH MORE a question than it's a statement, like he doesn't actually know what he's saying.]
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[She peers at him, looking a little bit surprised, and then thoughtful, but after his earlier outburst she's not going to ask just how much experience he has with quadrants.]
I wouldn't efur neglect one of them fur the other, and I know Equius needs me a lot of the time although at least he has Gamzee now but Tavros doesn't have anyone else, but that doesn't mean I'm going to not be there fur Equius, and... I just want things to work out and fur efuryone to be happy!
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[...Right?]
[Y...yeah.]
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Yes, I suppaws he should. Purrhaps it's just harder beclaws of what he already went through. And yes, he did! He did a furry good job with them. I'll have to wait and see how things go, right? I already had a long talk with him about it to try and help.
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[Aaaand CLICK before he can start blushing and flailing again.]
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