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Good argument, perhaps not the best timing.
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Being dragged away by two guards, Audri said to Runk and Val, “but… but, you can’t do this! Val, back me up here. Runk can’t do this, right?” Val, a straight shooter, said, “well, in reality, it seems he can.” Confused, Audri said, “how can you say that?!” Trying to explain, Val said, “well, because he… is? It’s what he’s actually doing.” Horrified, Audri said, “you’re heartless, Val! Surely this is against the rules or the law!” Not knowing galactic law, Val said, “it might be, but I think we’re having a semantic disconnect.” Audri yelled, “‘a semantic disconnect’!” Val said, “yeah. Like I think we agree in spirit, but it’s not how I would phrase things.” Getting pissed off, Audri said, “then how the hell would you say it?” Val replied, “I’d say that I agree with you, he probably isn’t supposed to do this.” Panicked as she was being dragged out of the room, Audri said, “but phrasing it that way still allows the possibility of him doing it!” Val said, “that’s kinda’ my point.”
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“Okay, now that the door’s closed, I want you to scream like we’re actually flogging you.”
“I knew it! You’re just pretending, to make a reputation! You’re not really a monster!”
“Oh, I am. Go ahead, Keydith!”
“AAAAGGGHHHH!!! You’re actually flogging me!”
“It makes it more believable.”
Exceedingly few things are impossible. To show them impossible, you check all the infinite ways they could be done. To show them possible, you merely do it.
Semantics: The fine art of how to have your cake, and have it mashed into your face with a baseball bat too.
That’s how I like my cake= served with a baseball bat.
Is that wrong?
Only if you like your teeth.
Yes, because that’s only the correct way to serve Peanut Butter Jelly…
Why am I suspecting that the array of handbells somehow plays into Audri escaping this dire situation… 😀
“You’re heartless, Val!”
“Now that’s just factually incorrect. I am in possession of a heart.”
“You’re coldhearted, Val!”
“Incorrect again. My heart functions at a temperature equivalent to the rest of my body, which is homeothermic.”
“You have a heart made of stone, Val!”
“Once more incorrect. My heart is made of cardiac muscle.”
“You’re not a nice person, Val!”
“Okay, now we’re finally getting somewhere.”
I mean, honestly, what’s Val supposed to do? They’re not in particularly big, powerful or dangerous bodies, are in space,on a ship with crew that obey the captain.
All Val could do is get herself flogged too.
I have never, ever said or heard anyone say “You can’t do that!” just when they were doing that.
Val doesn’t even realize she’s taken the first step to collaboration.
After all, you’re nobody till somebody loves you, and the next thing you know, you’re a Sonderkommando.