I wasn't in danger from him. He's the first person who was ever kind after I grew up. And we were in danger so I just woke him up.
[He fiddles with the seam on the cushion.]
Fear in general. Touch is pain, my brain tells me. If I get close to people my owner makes me breaks there trust, watches them through me. My enemies target them and I'm too weak to do more than send them away forever. They literally die protecting me. They don't even care to ask if I'm okay, and I'm useless if I have the one thing that makes the pain and fear further away.
Oh no, you should absolutely talk to someone. My ability to empathize is just younger than a human toddler. My lack does not change the fact you desperately need it.
Depends how it operates. Or how much you care about going home, because it does not sound great right now.
Honestly, that's not the worst I've seen. But maybe. I don't know if sitting on a couch and talking to someone whose job is to listen is going to help...but I'll think about it.
...I'm in a freezer at home, for probably the next couple hundred years...so I don't have an opinion on that? But no, home's not great.
Have the people whose emotions you eat looked like they felt better after whatever negative thing they might have gone off about?
Sometimes the simplest answer is the one to go for. Just don't go where she can find you. I'm sure the Noodle Boy has some connections in his city to get you a job, he saves it enough, let alone whatever other friends you got.
Honestly, I usually get it from a type of fruit...or rip it out out terrible people by force. But it really depends on the person, the emotion, the situation. Especially since I don't take away the emotion, I just interact with it.
[Take the fact he didn't try that with you as you will.]
The people whose emotions you're interacting with then. Do THEY look better?
[I mean, that is how he would die if he lied to Red Son's face about it.]
I'm sure MK wouldn't protest it and there's actually some systems in place for beings who are older than paperwork getting actual licenses and social security cards. So that'd probably apply well enough for you to get settled.
Depends still. MK, yes. People who want positivity, yes. You're hard to read. Knuckles is a bit hard to read.
[There would have been no lie. Cole would have simply touched Red Son and left him feeling drained and emotionally ravaged. And then bailed before incineration.
When Red Son starts talking about social security and systems, Cole doesn't bother hiding that it's gone right over his head.]
I very much didn't talk at length about my real issues with you. Because that wasn't the point, and also....the centuries.
[Centuries of trauma isn't something you dump on someone you are trying to be NICE to.]
That would be a conversation with your other friends. I just know the Noodle Boy wouldn't say no to helping you.
Social security and systems are ways to make yourself an official part of society. You know how those airships require licenses to operate? That sort of thing. As well as owning businesses and working for places.
I figured not. You don't know me well, and it'd be weird to say there was trust beyond we don't have a reason to be enemies. But that's why I wonder if someone who does it for a job is actually helpful for someone like me.
Its an impartial third party who can look at it with clearer eyes, but they're also presumably emotionally competent so they can figure out how to react and shouldn't be utterly incompetent at it.
Like you don't ask an artist to repair a totaled car, you ask a mechanic and even if the car is totaled, they'd at least know where to go with that.
You need so much paperwork in the modern era. It took a month for me to get everything together to run a food stall.
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[It wouldn't be a first, but it would be unexpected.]
Yeah, well fear doesn't leave room for many positive feelings.
[Yay, Winter feelings?]
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And this is why its important for you to have information because its really best to leave when that's happening.
Hm, fear of others or yourself?
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[He fiddles with the seam on the cushion.]
Fear in general. Touch is pain, my brain tells me. If I get close to people my owner makes me breaks there trust, watches them through me. My enemies target them and I'm too weak to do more than send them away forever. They literally die protecting me. They don't even care to ask if I'm okay, and I'm useless if I have the one thing that makes the pain and fear further away.
So fear.
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[....]
[Sweet Buddha.]
Okay.
I can do literally nothing about most of that.
Buuuuuut if you still have a Master with some kind of compulsion on you, I might be able to help with that.
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[Not sure why though. Not really.]
It's not that simple unless you can keep her out of my head and from using me as her personal phone and door. But if you can, I'm open.
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[Listen. He knows his limits.]
Its never that simple. I'm not known for doing things that are simple. Finding solutions to seemingly impossible problems is what I do.
And even then, if all else fails, if we can get you to the Dragon Girl, she can burn out the connection. We'd just need to be careful about it.
[Since it might kill him too.]
[But if Macaque can survive the Lady Bone Demon's influence being burned out, it IS a doable feat.]
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[It's easy to when no one asks and you're smack in the middle of two superpowers.]
...if she burns out the connection, what keeps it from just being remade? Wouldn't that be the better place to start?
[Not a fan of dying. Did it once, not a fan.]
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Depends how it operates. Or how much you care about going home, because it does not sound great right now.
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...I'm in a freezer at home, for probably the next couple hundred years...so I don't have an opinion on that? But no, home's not great.
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Sometimes the simplest answer is the one to go for. Just don't go where she can find you. I'm sure the Noodle Boy has some connections in his city to get you a job, he saves it enough, let alone whatever other friends you got.
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[Take the fact he didn't try that with you as you will.]
You're suggesting I go to your world then?
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[I mean, that is how he would die if he lied to Red Son's face about it.]
I'm sure MK wouldn't protest it and there's actually some systems in place for beings who are older than paperwork getting actual licenses and social security cards. So that'd probably apply well enough for you to get settled.
I don't know your other options.
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[There would have been no lie. Cole would have simply touched Red Son and left him feeling drained and emotionally ravaged. And then bailed before incineration.
When Red Son starts talking about social security and systems, Cole doesn't bother hiding that it's gone right over his head.]
I don't either, so we're on the same page.
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I very much didn't talk at length about my real issues with you. Because that wasn't the point, and also....the centuries.
[Centuries of trauma isn't something you dump on someone you are trying to be NICE to.]
That would be a conversation with your other friends. I just know the Noodle Boy wouldn't say no to helping you.
Social security and systems are ways to make yourself an official part of society. You know how those airships require licenses to operate? That sort of thing. As well as owning businesses and working for places.
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[Conversations. With. Other. Friends...]
...fair.
I didn't know you needed all that to work.
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Like you don't ask an artist to repair a totaled car, you ask a mechanic and even if the car is totaled, they'd at least know where to go with that.
You need so much paperwork in the modern era. It took a month for me to get everything together to run a food stall.
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I just started working and a six-year-old got a job with not even a full name. I'm guessing that's not normal then.
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What is the technology level of your world?
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It's pretty similar to here. Just without most people knowing about the surpernatural.
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Humans are obsessed with paperwork.
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