Musings

[Certain vigilantes have read certain police reports and are now amused and intrigued to discover the name of their rescued damsel.]

Spoken to any rather large bats recently?

[After this.]

[Private to T. Brandon]

What do you know about a Bat protecting your docks?

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( A Note. )

Disregarding vigilantism, bad poetry and other acts of crime against the general populace: What's your favorite way to unwind after a long decade day?

All work and no play or whatever.

One couldn't call a forum the most unusual thing to be seen, especially in a world such as this. However, it doesn't change the fact the peculiarities behind this network. Here we are via different methods and means, but lumped together based on one fact: we don't belong here. None of us do. If you came over as a child or only last week, it doesn't change the fact. Surely you've seen the changes that mark us differnet from the locals.

So tell me. Why move into one of these buildings? They're only open to those from Musings, reserved for all of us who are continually out of place. If you read this message, why are you? You didn't need to open your computer, you didn't need to get on these forums. You didn't need to move into Hamartia, Bathos, or Abade. Peer pressure is even above that.

We've kept quiet for so long - or have attempted to keep quiet. Why give it up now? Is it loneliness? Can't take being away from home? Are we supposed to gather for therapy, dealing with our newfound mortality and sudden arrival of powers? Or do we carry on, as we have for years before this, merely attempting to fit in?

Just by being here, you must realize, you've admitted it.