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This Is Kanaya Maryams Livejournal
Or It Was But Then It Transformed Into A Dreamwidth When I Wasnt Looking
Im Still Not Entirely Clear On How That Happened

I Have Taken The Courtesy Of Not Speaking In My Blood Color Or The Standard Font To Display Cultural Sensitivity
Though If You Want To Converse In The Fashion To Which I Am Most Accustomed That Would Be Fine
If You Would Like Me Not To Represent My Enunciation Textually That Would Also Be Acceptable Though I Would Prefer Not To All Things Being Equal
It Causes Me Moderate Strain

Anonymous Commenting Is Enabled For The Use Of Anyone Unable To Register An Account Here

They Arent Screened Because That Would Be Somewhat Troublesome For Actually Conducting Conversations With Anonymous Browsers
But The Logging Of Addresses Following The Four-Point Specifications Of This Grubnet Is Off As Well
So I Hope You Are At Comfort

My Profile Contains The Means Of Connecting To Trollian With Me If Desired
Thats All

Comments

[dicey]

Good to hear! I'm sick of those assholes already.

... Uh, minus my future self, I mean.

[speakveryclearly]

Understandable. [Beat. Taps menu with her finger.]

So, would you feel like eating or not?

[dicey]

Sure. I don't know what a lot of this stuff is, though.

[Vriska is used to two things: processed junk food from Alternia, and whatever can be found to eat in Adstringéndum]

[speakveryclearly]

It does take getting used to...

[it doesn't help that the place is kind of... french...

Points at something with, like, steak in it?]

[dicey]

Meat! Good idea. I'll have the meat.

[speakveryclearly]

Yes. A good idea in a species as sharp-fanged as ours. To be honest I've never ascertained whether or not we're flat-out carniverous. On the one hand our teeth would imply it, on the other our author has shown he doesn't care...

[dicey]

I eat everything. Eeeeeeeeverything.

As long as it doesn't taste like shit.

[speakveryclearly]

That probably is a superior modus operandi.

[Discreet waiter beckon.]

[dicey]

In the city we eat a lot of meat too! We kind of have to. Have youuuuuuuu ever had killer rabbit stew, Kanaya?

[speakveryclearly]

I can safely say I never have. In the asylum we live off cafeteria food generally, and in the other game I'm not exactly concered with sources of that variety anymore...

[dicey]

Oh, right. Blood-sucking!

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah. That. I admit my concerns at times when ranging from indigo to magenta when not feeding from featherbeasts or frogs... it's strange, not having played out feeding in over a month.

[dicey]

Do you have to kill people to do it?

[speakveryclearly]

No, they definitely survive.

[dicey]

Good thing! People in these "games" are surprisingly okay with stuff like that happening in the past, but if you do it there you're screwed.

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah, I have noticed a slight tendency for irrationality in that regard...

[dicey]

Hey!

It's not irrational.

[speakveryclearly]

But in certain contexts where the respawn functions liberally enough they often overreact.

[dicey]

... Oh. Yeah, that's true.

[speakveryclearly]

I don't think murder should have to mark the end of a relationship.

[dicey]

What did it end for you?

[speakveryclearly]

...

[Long silence before she looks away, speaking not to her, somewhere stupid.] Somewhere I wish it didn't have to have had. Somewhere I wish I could run away from. But can't. Reality is a funny thing for us, but it still gets the last laugh in some strange paradoxical way.

[dicey]

Philosophical!

So what happened? Or was it that thing you told me about before?

[speakveryclearly]

...no, it's -- not that, that's something I--

[She cuts off and then stares a little less far away.] Have you ever been told how I became undead.

[dicey]

Nope.