Random Facts About My Delirium

May 15, 2006 23:45



Delirium likes Camp very much, really. It has interesting things to say. But she wishes it weren’t so clingy.

There was a time between Delight and Delirium, when she was only Del. She didn’t define any particular concept at this time. In fact, she was really just a girl unsure of whether she’d fade away into nothingness or not. Her memories of this time are more unsettling to her than anything else.

Although Del doesn’t always know when she’s doing something that others would consider negative, she has learned for the most part to ask permission before she does anything to anyone.

She has learned this mostly because she knows that within camp, anything she does to one person will affect how many others think of her. And she doesn’t want to lose her friends.

Del doesn’t try to make friends. It just happens sometimes. When it does happen, she enjoys it. When it doesn’t, she forgets.

Despite not trying to make friends, she does have a compulsion to interact with people. Delirium being a state of mind, she needs minds to interact with, even it’s just talking.

Delirium’s best friend is River, because River happens to have the same story as her. Delirium is to some extent aware that River is a metaphor for her. She does not think it, however. It’s peripheral, forgotten, and intrinsic in the fabric of her being. She does not know whether or not River knows it.

Without Barnabas, Del has to rely on other people to take care of her. She considers Allen almost as good as a doggie.

When in camp, Delirium is aware of all time-lines that she exists in that exist in camp. That is, she is aware of time from the beginning of her existence to the furthest point in the future that anyone in camp has experienced. She does not know that she ever didn't have these memories.

Death is someone Delirium will not go to in a crisis except as a last resort. It is not because she does not trust her sister, or like her sister, or want her help. It’s because she somehow feels that asking Death for help is cheating.

Sometimes, Del will stand in the lake up to her waist and listen to it and not say a word for days.

When it comes down to it, Delirium wants to be liked. Sometimes she doesn’t want to be touched, or spoken to, or looked at, but she wants to be liked. She wants to help people. It hurts her when they don’t want her kind of help.

Delirium thinks Ash is amazingly clever.
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