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inconsequence) wrote2016-11-16 10:30 pm
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![]() "You just wanted to see me suffer, didn't you?" ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ϟ - ⊗ - ∴ - 💔 - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ [artist] | Floundering attempts at making some sort of sense Striving for significance In a universe that will not give a shit The myth of Sisyphus Authenticity is important, but I'm not sure who I am anymore I'm at the point now where I'm also doubting who I was before The arbitrary nature of thought leaves me alone and paranoid Synonyms for a void Nobody belongs, time brings invalidation. Find selfish solace in mutual trepidation The absurd condition of human existence A struggle to embrace I do not get the point that I am supposed to miss The passive submission or preferred resistance Just give me breathing space The meaning I used to find Overanalyzed, displaced Dispense your goals and actions into something trivial Pick apart pointless projects, my brain sings with vitriol I don't reflect, I destroy with thinking The examined life is not worth living Look at my sad life in detail and you'll see it is a comedy Sometimes I wish I was a goat |
💔 THE FALLEN CHILD 💔 There are souls that in their narrowness blame the whole world. But overwhelm such a soul with MERCY, give it love, and it will curse what it has done, for there are so many germs of good in it. |
The first human to fall, and the catalyst of many, many things. As someone who unrepentantly and completely despises humanity, being human themself felt like the lowest insult, a great cosmic curse. Humans are selfish, callous, bitter, and cruel, and the most any of them can hope for is the possibility that their deaths may serve some sort of higher purpose. Giving their SOUL over to monsters, placing themself on the proverbial sacrificial pyre, was Chara's attempt to live up to everything they were meant to be; the future of humans and monsters. The angel who has seen the surface. They are no angel. Their plan went horribly awry. They ruined everything. And this proved something Chara had known all along: Humans really are awful. After witnessing the breaking of the barrier and the freeing of monsters through Frisk's eyes, Chara accepted that they would never repair the many, many things they ruined. The Dreemurrs are still separated, torn apart by their grief for the son Chara stole from them and committed to the dust. Frisk still had to suffer for the sins of their predecessors. And, most damning of all, Chara knew they were the last threat to everyone's happiness. Frisk and Asriel can have their happy ending. Chara has no right to take what they do not deserve. |
∴ home | ღ family | ♥ friend | ₪ from elsewhere | 〷 complicated | ✔ trusted | ||
✘ hatred | ∆ forgettable | ¿ uncertain | ★ acquaintance | ❖ warm acquaintance | ☒ keep watch | ||
⚑ afraid | ϟ threat | ⟲ knows of powers | 💔 kill | ⊗ be killed | ❱ avoidance |
❤ tron ❤
rinzler ♥ tron
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✔♥?
[artist]
They made a monster out of me
They put a shot in my back
They did me to the count of three
They set the hounds on my tracks
They made a demon out of me
Then they put a cross through my flesh
They put a search out for me
'Cause I got some blood on my hands
They made a story out of me
They laugh and joke about my name
They put a bounty out on me
They all excited by my shame
Remember when you wanted to forget me?
You'd let me rest in pieces
And let the rest piece me together
Yeah, we ain't never had spirit in the flesh
These people, these people let me loose
Bet they wish they would've kept me now
And if your hand never held me down, don't fucking reach out
All's fair in LOVE and war but I LOVE a war
How you picking on the chosen one?
But they would see me when I'm coming
I'll be laughing, why you running?
Oh, you won't see me when I'm coming
I'll be that monster you've been wanting, oh no
Fate is a ladder on which you cannot afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one step would mean you'll never make it to the top.
His relationship with Clu is one that still eludes them, particularly in regards to the specifics. He has proven himself beyond trustworthy in certain respects.
No matter his perception of himself, one thing is starkly apparent from Chara's own, external perspective: an obviously intelligent creature such as himself does not and should not "belong" to anybody.
clu ♥ tron
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[artist]
Whipped like a dog, down on the cards
Square in the spotlight sweating real hard
All soaked in blood like a newborn babe
Sharp thing hidden in my hand shaped like an astrolabe
Gonna stick you in the eye with a foreign object
Gonna poke you in the eye with a foreign object
March through the red mist, never get my vision clear
Learn to love this kind of atmosphere
Strike funny poses, keep my weapon hand low
Whip my head around a little, get blood on the front row
Gonna jab you in the eye with a foreign object
I personally will stab you in the eye with a foreign object
Foreign object, foreign object, foreign object
Sink my teeth into your scalp, take a nice big bite
Save nothing for the cameras, play the angles all night
One of these days my legs will both snap like twigs
If you can't beat ’em make 'em bleed like pigs
I'm gonna jab you in the eye with a foreign object
I'm gonna stab you in the eye with a foreign object
The only way to efficiently battle evil is to copy enough to know how to counter each argument, yet not enough to believe all the bullshit.
Rinzler's apparent creator and self-presumed "owner" - a sentiment with which Rinzler readily agrees, but Chara, for their part, does not. Chara first learned of Clu as a result of the discovery that the personal codes of both Frisk and Asriel had been tampered with to make them more agreeable to Clu's own agenda, and regard him as a friend and ally. Rinzler ultimately required their word that they not take physical action against Clu, at least for a short time frame. Given the circumstances of said time frame, they opted to agree.
But they have not forgotten. Nor will they readily forgive.
yori ♥ tron
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[artist]
When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer
When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer
So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"
So she said, "That's okay
As long as you can make a promise
Not to break my little heart
Or leave me all alone in the summer."
Well he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love
In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
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