03-23-2021, 05:57:23 AM
...Oh, so it was. Sorry. Not great with names. Usually I only have to remember my boss, my party, a couple people we work with for a bit, and enemies. Anyway, point is... I...
WHAT THE FUCK RANMA?! I'll have you know I was considered a hero, and people accepted my adventuring there. They don't discriminate against people for stupid reasons back home. They certainly don't have all this talk of "oh no moral panic time because I want corpses to have rights now I guess" or "oh no moral panic time because someone isn't agreeing that sapience or sentience is the end-all-be-all of what should determine right-to-life." That's just how things ARE! And then I encounter YOU people, and your fucking apathy and hatred for EVERY SINGLE THING that I'VE fought for! I'm glad you don't live in my world, because if you did, you'd bring shame to every life I've improved, every nation that exists because of MY PARTY'S ACTIONS! I'm sick of you people invalidating me. That's ALL you do. You do it over and over because for whatever reason, you can't accept that somehow, my world functions, and it accepts people like me. Because if you admitted that, you'd be admitting you were wrong to not do it at home.
Kellensea starts breaking into an outright rage again.
LOOK! You people, you're all IDIOTS! You just go about your lives, stepping on our people, ignoring them, oppressing them, because you do it with everyone else, I assume. The other people you do this to only seek equality, but you'd better grant US equality with you, because unlike everyone else, we seek REVENGE for what you do to us. The would-be adventurers you oppress WILL tear down your worlds, and WILL oppress you right back if you don't start accepting them. We blend in among you when you hide us, and like it was in the Old Jandom, in the Callaran State, my kind will join together and take revenge on you. Your closest friends will reveal themselves as our kind with nothing more than a knife in your back in retaliation for all you do against us. Because unlike the other people you oppress? We have no external marks of class. And We. Fight. Back.
She stands up suddenly, knocking over a chair, and then, apparently out of things to say for the moment, tilts the chair back up and sits down again.
WHAT THE FUCK RANMA?! I'll have you know I was considered a hero, and people accepted my adventuring there. They don't discriminate against people for stupid reasons back home. They certainly don't have all this talk of "oh no moral panic time because I want corpses to have rights now I guess" or "oh no moral panic time because someone isn't agreeing that sapience or sentience is the end-all-be-all of what should determine right-to-life." That's just how things ARE! And then I encounter YOU people, and your fucking apathy and hatred for EVERY SINGLE THING that I'VE fought for! I'm glad you don't live in my world, because if you did, you'd bring shame to every life I've improved, every nation that exists because of MY PARTY'S ACTIONS! I'm sick of you people invalidating me. That's ALL you do. You do it over and over because for whatever reason, you can't accept that somehow, my world functions, and it accepts people like me. Because if you admitted that, you'd be admitting you were wrong to not do it at home.
Kellensea starts breaking into an outright rage again.
LOOK! You people, you're all IDIOTS! You just go about your lives, stepping on our people, ignoring them, oppressing them, because you do it with everyone else, I assume. The other people you do this to only seek equality, but you'd better grant US equality with you, because unlike everyone else, we seek REVENGE for what you do to us. The would-be adventurers you oppress WILL tear down your worlds, and WILL oppress you right back if you don't start accepting them. We blend in among you when you hide us, and like it was in the Old Jandom, in the Callaran State, my kind will join together and take revenge on you. Your closest friends will reveal themselves as our kind with nothing more than a knife in your back in retaliation for all you do against us. Because unlike the other people you oppress? We have no external marks of class. And We. Fight. Back.
She stands up suddenly, knocking over a chair, and then, apparently out of things to say for the moment, tilts the chair back up and sits down again.
I am the They who says it!