Joke Thirty Two: The Truth is buried deep | Level Four

[crazyclownwoman]

 Hey Mayfield! Just needed to get a few things off my chest

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[elevatoravatar]

"I to some extent understand... My own quest will last possibly till humanity itself burns out in a blaze of ennui and chaos, still, is it not possible that recognizing these things will enable us to understand why we bind ourselves to these projects?"

[crazyclownwoman]

I dunno.

I'm pretty sure I'm going to get killed if I keep doin' that stuff. So I guess it doesn't really matter.

[elevatoravatar]

"Is there one you trust that could help deliver you from this fate? Perhaps another love, or a trust that rivals that? Sometimes when one follows a destructive path, it is those social links that define us that are our greatest defense."

[crazyclownwoman]

....I dunno.

My pal Ivy maybe.

[poisonivyforyou]

...Do you need me to come over?

[crazyclownwoman]

Yes.

[poisonivyforyou]

Give me a minute and I'l be there.

[crazyclownwoman]

'k.

stage 2 at the moment

[nosoul_nomind]

[There's a lot to this confession, and Barton doesn't even know what to make of it. What was with all these sudden weird confessions?

But she can't help but focus on one thing at the moment.]

I'm sorry. Um... did you say... Batman? And Joker?

[crazyclownwoman]

Yeah.

[nosoul_nomind]

[PROCESSING. Please wait.

This was too weird. Way too weird. But this lady was just pouring out confessions to the whole town. Maybe she should ask questions about this later?

She finally breaks the silence.]

.... Gotcha. I'm, um, sorry about all that shit. You shouldn't stay with anyone who treats ya like that.

[She's not good at this whole sympathy thing.]

[crazyclownwoman]

I shouldn't. But I will.

Every time I leave I just come back when he apologizes. And then it starts all over again.

[notasidedick]

I'm probably one of the last people you want to talk to. But...you want company? I'm free. If you want to talk or even want company Harleen, I can come over or we can meet up somewhere.

[WHAT DO. NOT SURE. BE NICE I GUESS.]

[crazyclownwoman]

[....]

.....You're not gonna laugh at me are you?

[notasidedick]

This doesn't seem like the type of situation to laugh in. Not everything is a joke and meant to be funny.

[crazyclownwoman]

Doesn't mean someone wouldn't laugh.

[Another pause.]

......alright.

[crusthatecean]

[He has no idea who you are but those sound like some bad romance problems there.]

Romance is a funny thing like that. Trolls are always involving themselves in situations that are fucked up. It seems humans aren't any different.

[crazyclownwoman]

Suppose so.

[So much bad romance.]

What do trolls do about them?

[crusthatecean]

The same thing humans do, I guess. Get used to those fucked up situations and convince ourselves it's not a problem? I mean, it's not the same thing as your situation, but fuck, my best fucking friend flipped his lid and killed two trolls I know back home. And now he's here and acting fine again, and what do I do? I pretend nothing happened.

I don't know why the fuck I'm telling you this, but...well, in some ways, it's easier for us to fall into fucked up patterns. Blackrom seems to encourage that kind of thing, but the thing most people don't realize is that just because the feelings are there, love or hate or whatever you feel, doesn't mean it's worth it. The romance isn't enough, because honestly love or hate both can make you feel like a complete piece of shit, and that's not what a worthwhile pairing should do to you.

[crazyclownwoman]

Yeah, it seems like it.

It's easer not to do somethin' about it. And if you don't even admit it to yourself...it's even easier.