[ Wolfwood still lives under the deeply held belief that nobody cares what he has to say in the sea of voices and lived experiences that go on within this application, but Vash gets all sad and wilty and tense when Wolfwood puts too much of his shit on blast, so if only to spare himself the biggest pair of puppy eyes later, he'll do a privacy filter. ]
A little cooler, but not by much. hot was hot was hot, you know? it doesn't matter if you're only a little on fire, you're still on fire it might've been that the SEEDs people were mostly checking out planets like Earth with compatible time systems and shit i'm not a scientist or particularly smart but that seems like shit smart people would care about
[ and then Vergil pivots, and Wolfwood's almost dizzy at how much this guy wants to know and think about at any given moment, rubbing his face as he weighs out what to say and what to keep close to his chest.
... it doesn't matter all that much, does it? ]
i mean if you wanna get philosophical about it, which it sounds like you do, i guess the question you should be asking is 'when does a human stop being a human and what do you call whatever comes next' we didn't have vampires and demons but we did have scientists who tried to make a new species of humanity, one that wouldn't waste Plant-made resources and could survive on No Man's Land, and that's where you get 'people' like me, though I'm a pretty mild case of what can happen to a person when you get inside their guts and starts mixing things up and then they scrapped that project and took Plant genetics and started to try and make a true superior hybrid, but she was a bitch so morally I feel superior i don't know what happened when the ships first crashed the SEEDs people didn't really want to talk about it and a guy i knew who was there doesn't like to talk about it either but you seem like you're into more than just facts and shit the preachers say that God dropped humanity on No Man's Land for all the wicked, terrible shit they'd done to each other and to the Plants, and that they'd have to suffer and try to atone for their sins until the promised day when a pair of twins angels would come down and wipe the slate clean, bringing Paradise and signaling the start of a new era of humanity's service to God with the death of the old one
[ chew on that if you like a mystery, not-Dante especially since you're just gonna look Wolfwood in the textual eye and give him all sorts of morality issues ]
... of course they weren't treated as equals. do you treat the animals you eat as equals? or the batteries you use? they i'm not saying it was right but we don't have another option didn't have i don't know every alternative possibility i'd ever heard of was either a hundred years out from working or wanted to start fresh with a good round of genocide maybe we deserve it in the future
... i feel like i'm cheating with how nice it is here and now. i don't deserve this. nobody here deserves how easy it is here. i don't want to go back.
One needs not be a scholar to speak strongly and with conviction of experiences. While I do enjoy speaking with scientists and other scholars life myself, we quite often fund ourselves speaking at odds, stubborn in our own studies. Speaking with people who have had their own experiences can tend to be more informative.
[ and that's why he finds himself not minding that wolfwood's answers arent exactly clean or notated, or anything scholarly or with fact. he has never been to another planet, so. hearing of this sort of thing first hand? it's worth more than wolfwood thinks. ]
I do enjoy being philosophical. I personally think a being stops being 'human' and starts wandering into the realm of being 'other' when they start to drift dangerously into the territory where they lose all sense of empathy. The ability to take what they want from others merely by killing them, or treating everyone they meet as ... meat. The inability to treat things like children, family members, friends as people deserving some measure of kindness or respect. That's when someone becomes a 'monster.' Something 'other'.
[ so, sorry buddy, you don't count because you couldn't hurt a child and you have people you care about. you're discounted as monsterkin. ]
Religion makes things difficult. I personally do not believe in higher powers that can control the flow of fate for great groups of people, but I can understand why people in peril, such as those on your planet, can turn to some great force that can't be seen to 'save' them.
...And Somehow, I saw this response coming. I will offer an apology if I offered you a moral quandry you didn't wish to respond to. On top of telling me of... such traumatizing things from your past. I will not judge you based on it.
I would not consider being here 'cheating', Mr. Wolfwood.
Perhaps, if there truly is a higher power--which I still do not believe there is,--but if there was, perhaps it thought you deserved a break.
→ private. cw: human experimentation mentions
A little cooler, but not by much. hot was hot was hot, you know? it doesn't matter if you're only a little on fire, you're still on fire
it might've been that the SEEDs people were mostly checking out planets like Earth with compatible time systems and shit
i'm not a scientist or particularly smart but that seems like shit smart people would care about
[ and then Vergil pivots, and Wolfwood's almost dizzy at how much this guy wants to know and think about at any given moment, rubbing his face as he weighs out what to say and what to keep close to his chest.
... it doesn't matter all that much, does it? ]
i mean if you wanna get philosophical about it, which it sounds like you do, i guess the question you should be asking is 'when does a human stop being a human and what do you call whatever comes next'
we didn't have vampires and demons but we did have scientists who tried to make a new species of humanity, one that wouldn't waste Plant-made resources and could survive on No Man's Land, and that's where you get 'people' like me, though I'm a pretty mild case of what can happen to a person when you get inside their guts and starts mixing things up
and then they scrapped that project and took Plant genetics and started to try and make a true superior hybrid, but she was a bitch so morally I feel superior
i don't know what happened when the ships first crashed
the SEEDs people didn't really want to talk about it
and a guy i knew who was there doesn't like to talk about it either
but you seem like you're into more than just facts and shit
the preachers say that God dropped humanity on No Man's Land for all the wicked, terrible shit they'd done to each other and to the Plants, and that they'd have to suffer and try to atone for their sins until the promised day when a pair of twins angels would come down and wipe the slate clean, bringing Paradise and signaling the start of a new era of humanity's service to God with the death of the old one
[ chew on that if you like a mystery, not-Dante
especially since you're just gonna look Wolfwood in the textual eye and give him all sorts of morality issues ]
... of course they weren't treated as equals. do you treat the animals you eat as equals? or the batteries you use? they
i'm not saying it was right
but we don't have another option
didn't have
i don't know
every alternative possibility i'd ever heard of was either a hundred years out from working or wanted to start fresh with a good round of genocide
maybe we deserve it in the future
... i feel like i'm cheating with how nice it is here and now. i don't deserve this. nobody here deserves how easy it is here. i don't want to go back.
no subject
[ and that's why he finds himself not minding that wolfwood's answers arent exactly clean or notated, or anything scholarly or with fact. he has never been to another planet, so. hearing of this sort of thing first hand? it's worth more than wolfwood thinks. ]
I do enjoy being philosophical. I personally think a being stops being 'human' and starts wandering into the realm of being 'other' when they start to drift dangerously into the territory where they lose all sense of empathy. The ability to take what they want from others merely by killing them, or treating everyone they meet as ... meat. The inability to treat things like children, family members, friends as people deserving some measure of kindness or respect. That's when someone becomes a 'monster.' Something 'other'.
[ so, sorry buddy, you don't count because you couldn't hurt a child and you have people you care about. you're discounted as monsterkin. ]
Religion makes things difficult. I personally do not believe in higher powers that can control the flow of fate for great groups of people, but I can understand why people in peril, such as those on your planet, can turn to some great force that can't be seen to 'save' them.
...And Somehow, I saw this response coming. I will offer an apology if I offered you a moral quandry you didn't wish to respond to. On top of telling me of... such traumatizing things from your past. I will not judge you based on it.
I would not consider being here 'cheating', Mr. Wolfwood.
Perhaps, if there truly is a higher power--which I still do not believe there is,--but if there was, perhaps it thought you deserved a break.
A place where you can rest your weary bones.