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[ruinously]

...ew. the hell is this dude?

[skaikru]

Human, he says. But I've never seen any sort of human behave like that.

Even here, with the vampires and the gods. They still bleed.

[ruinously]

yeah, that aint human. idk what it is, but human is not it.

[skaikru]

That'd be too easy but... I guess I have to wonder why he thinks he was ever a human to begin with.

I can't wrap my head around it. I'm just... Tired of this.

[ruinously]

maybe he used to be. its hard to say

you and me both. no more excursions for me

[skaikru]

( the correct response here would be "me neither" but... )

The boy who won — he came back with a crab. That's the first living creature I've seen here apart from the passengers, and there could be more next time...

[ruinously]

...a crab? that's all he got?

[skaikru]

Well, that and the party. Both were a bit novel.

[ruinously]

a crab and a party. We were friggin hunting each other for a CRAB AND A PARTY?

[skaikru]

We were hunting each other so someone else could have a laugh at our expense, but... yeah, that's the metric for consolation prizes apparently.

The party not even being a real party, more of an invitation to continue what was started on the island.

[ruinously]

wtf

[ he's so fuckin mad lmfaoskfadi ]

you mean more dystopian kill each other nightmare fuel?

[skaikru]

Yeah, I mean. He slaughtered Friday in front of us and said "good luck". I've lived in dystopias and that'd still be messed up by our standards.

[ruinously]

some other dude was under the same impression. another free for all

you good though? physically. no one is fine mentally

[skaikru]

I'm fine.

( physically at least, as he's already noted. clarke's mentality is a whole other bag of cats currently, and she's struggling to parse out her own feelings to herself let alone anyone else. she's tired, she's sad, she feels a little bit hopeless, a little bit scared, she's in a pit of self loathing over her own failures, and — )

But I'm angry too. I wish I'd been able to do at least some sort of damage.

[ruinously]

yeah, I hear that.

[ a pause, because he's in a similar pit of self loathing. ]

I don't like being someone's puppet.

[skaikru]

Does anybody?

Even Friday, his actual self-made puppet. I mean... you saw her tonight, didn't you? Even she looked detached and scared.

[ruinously]

Doubt it.

[ He was a damn puppet to kick off the apocalypse. It's shitty, to feel like your choices aren't your own. ]

I wonder if she'll be back. We come back. But does she?

Yeah, she did.

[skaikru]

Yeah, she does. Apparently he kills her any time he gets bored, so. Often.

Usually painfully, according to Jenny.

[ruinously]

how the hell was he bored after what we just went there. WAS HE NOT ENTERTAINED?!

[skaikru]

( the gladiator reference






and down here's clarke's head. )

Entertained enough to finally meet with us, I guess. Apparently that usually takes years to happen. But not entertained enough to grant us clemency.

I can't imagine that, if he does this over and over, it can ever be really entertaining. Seems like he's feeding his own boredom by following the same script each time.

[ruinously]

[ godammit. his pop culture references are WASTED on clarke. ]

weird. sounds like the song remains the same.

[ and another. unless shes a zeppelin fan. ]

[skaikru]

( what, like the airship? guess they're pretty cool. )

I still don't get what the point is. How does pain power anything?

I get it metaphorically. Running from pain and seeking relief from pain are two of the strongest driving factors behind human survival. Causing pain can be a sadistic power trip. But what's the real endgame?

[ruinously]

[ killing him dead, smalls. ]

that's a good question. there's always something, always a REASON.

usually anyway. some people are just crazy.