roleplaying thread

[magnetophone]

((so a Priestess of Primus and somewhat disoriented Cognitive Sculptor walk into a Cityformer...))

roleplaying thread in which Catalyst wanders around Metroplex, plotting misschief for want of anything better to do

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[primus_seeress]

"So happiness can only be found through your deity?" *eyes her levelly, hand under his chin, then smiles, lazily, obviously not believing her*

*She gazes back at him, with only a sad ghost of a smile* It depends on your definition. People can be as happy as they know how to be, and in that way, I suppose happiness can be achieved. On the other hand, relying on Primus does not garauntee happiness; it is more of a peace, when surrounded by unhappiness. I cannot be truly happy while my people are at war, but I have peace that there will be joy some day in the future.

Catalyst doesn't do either, doesn't bother to believe or disbelieve; it's simply not part of his reference grid. Still, he smiles a little. Comforts himself with the though that knowledge is power, and the more the priestess talks, the more she'll give away about how she thinks.*Auspex senses the need for control, the want of information about her ideology, to be used for his 'art', and realizes this is how he approaches everyone he speaks to. She doesn't bother to

[magnetophone]

*Catalyst listens to the priestess, happily disagreeing. Who needs peace? It sounds rather boring. And a loving god? He'd like to see some evidence of that. And even if she could offer proof of this, beyond doubt, he would consider it a nice extra, but not, when you get down to it, essential. A conversation filler that buys maybe a breem or so

Catalyst can picture it now oO0('Oh did you hear, I have a loving god' 'oh do you really, now? Where did you get yours? I found mine on a holiday to Zega 9, and it goes real well with my Philosophical Attitude, my Openess to New Experiences, and that little shapeless vase I have, you know, the one from my visit to Kaon?' 'Mine's omniscient, but the poor dear still has a small problem with smiting, we're all having to wear insulation at the moment, but we're working on that.' 'yes they do have that at that stage, don't they?'). *Catalyst chuckles at this mental image*

*Ah well, at least they both know where the other stands, now.*

Love can best be shared by experience; it cannot be

[city_awake]

*Metroplex lets Auspex evaluate Catalyst's offer on her own. In the meantime, he uses a repair cable and a subspace hacking module to retrieve his display screen. No pilfering his parts, please.*

[primus_seeress]

*She frowns as he takes down the screen* But... why? It is of little use to you.

*Auspex doesn't move, even as he comes a little too close. She looks up at him curiously, warily*

*Her optics widen as he describes this 'procedure'. She gasps softly when he finishes, appalled, blinking at him in a much-agitated fashion* You... detach minds from reality, drown them in a fantasy! I need, everyone needs, contact with other, real people, as much as with Primus... if you have any idea of what you're actually saying... there is no real joy in delusion! The spark knows the misery it is forced to face, even if the processor does not. You would trap the spark in isolation! *She gazes at him silently for a long moment, sensing perhaps more than what was merely said. When she finally speaks, her voice is much softer* What happened to you? There is a reason you do this...

*Meanwhile, Metroplex has retrieved his screen. She would be amused, if she wasn't so horrified at what Catalyst has said.*