→ 002; [voice]

[trashed]

[Guess who's actually doing a network post on his own free will, for once? That's right. This kid. But ever since he'd come back from his kidnapping, he'd been feeling a little bit...off. It wasn't something he could really place, though. Not yet.

He needed a distraction. One that isn't trying to pick a physical fight with people because that never seemed to end well here. If he's already not feeling on the top of his game it's going to end even worse than usual.]

What's the point of friendships?

[There's a bit of a pause, before he tacks on:]

Don't give me that warm and fuzzy stuff, either. I don't want to hear it.

[Well, that was short and sweet enough. He's just. Going to end it here.]

Comments

[wannabolt]

Uh, yeah, but nobody's perfect. Of course they're gonna let you down every once in a while. Even my best friends get under my skin every now and then, but that doesn't mean I'd give 'em the cold shoulder.

And it sounds to me like you've got a serious case of denial. You afraid that if you open up, you'll get hurt or something?

[trashed]

I'm not in denial!

[And he's already been hurt, so that technically isn't anything new.] It doesn't matter what I think. I just want to know what the big deal is.

[wannabolt]

Uh, because it's kind of awesome? I get that you don't want a ton of sentimental stuff, but the fact is, friends make you feel good. They'll stick up for you when you need a helping hoof-- or hand, I guess. They're people to talk to, and hanging with friends is a lot less boring than trying to get by on your own. And what's the fun in life if you're too worried about getting hurt to actually live?

[Fear's natural, maybe, but as a bit of a daredevil, RD's not one to worry about what could happen... well, outside of a bit of stage fright when it comes to her idols. But hey, everyone's got limits.]

[trashed]

[He snickers a little bit; though the sound isn't a really happy one.]

Fun in life? Living? Not everyone has that luxury. Some of us have pretty empty existences, you know. What's the point of trying to live when you're nothing in the first place?

[wannabolt]

You do realize that we wouldn't be having this conversation if you were nothing, right? And of course it's gonna feel empty with that outlook. Kinda like a self-fulfilling prophecy.

[Pff. Is this guy trying to make everyone depressed? Well, she's not gonna fall for it.]

Life's not gonna hand you happiness on a silver platter-- that's why you gotta make things better.

[Heck, if anything, the Grand Galloping Gala proved that dreams don't just happen. You gotta make 'em a reality.]

[trashed]

[Nah, it's just how he is.]

Maybe, if I saw a point to it. At one point or another, we'll all leave here. What's the point in changing, then?

[Not that he has anything to go back to anyway ha.]