Friday, 20 July 2012

Love makes you crazy.

Insane 3rd option it is.

So I was thinking about my options.

Stay or run.

Lucia. A. Cat suggested taking a third crazy option.

I wasn't sure what third option there could be.

None that would help.

However I did come up with one that would make my possible instant death entirely worth it.

I didn't run and I didn't stay.

Instead I moved into the proxy building.

Not sure how this will effect the future but their faces when I walked in will make anything that happens in the future entirely worth it.

I'm still alive for now and apparently sharing an apartment with a female proxy called Spinder.

They don't seem to know what to do with me.

They let me stay mostly because they don't really see a point in not letting me and it makes their job easier.

However they also have no idea what to do with me.

It seems I was right and they're not allowed to kill me.

In fact I don't even think they're allowed to hurt me.

Not going to test that one however just in case.

So I'm living with a bunch of proxies now.

If everything goes wrong this might be good preparation for the future.

Just kidding.

I think...

8 comments:

  1. Well.....that's one way to get the hell out of Dodge, dear.

    Proxies are actually wonderful people to live with if you treat them right. They've got a morbid love for life at best-- and a carefree, if stressed, attitude at worst.

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  2. Haha. Good luck living with a bunch of bastards. I know I couldn't stomach my own company.

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    1. Angrybird, I love how you and I disagree the way we do.

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    2. I don't like that you're enjoying this.

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    3. It's better to approach life with a bit of glee in the face of something bad, I've found.

      Either that, or I just can't take anything serious with the PTSD and all. Take your pick.

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    4. You two are the most amusing followers ever.

      If I'm feeling down I'll just look at the battle of contradictions between the Cat and The Swan.

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    5. /bows.

      You know a friend is a good one when you can sit here and bicker with them for days, but they're still there for you when the chips are down. That's roughly how Swan and I are. ^^;

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    6. I'm told I'm the worst friend ever, I got a lot of blood on my hands. I find an important trait in my 'friends'/'long term victims', is the ability to take a punch.

      So sure Moon Cat, I think I can safely call you Friend.

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