Nearly There
Hello again. This is the third piece to go with "Betchin' Blog" and "Fecking Diary" This would be Near's private blog/ journal.
Day twelve here.
I am keeping track of these. It is purely copy and pasted, then changed names.
AlbinoMechChild: I am well rested and fed. Explain now.
Living and Breathing: Explain what, exactly.
AlbinoMechChild: How I came into existence.
Living and Breathing: Ah, I see... I suppose no one at Wammy's told you... You see, one of my sperm cells reached an ova, rapid cell division occurred, and a zygote was formed. After a nine month gestation period, you traveled through a highly dilated cervix and birth canal. Thusly you came into existence. That's the bare bones of it, at least...
AlbinoMechChild: -.-; You know that's not what I meant.
Living and Breathing: I am not so presumptuous as to assume I am aware of your thoughts and intents
AlbinoMechChild: :sigh: Is William your father?
Living and Breathing: Yes.
AlbinoMechChild: And you are an only child?
Living and Breathing: Yes.
AlbinoMechChild: And William is my grandfather, since you are my father?
Living and Breathing: That is generally how it works, yes.
AlbinoMechChild: So who is the female in this equation? And how old are you!? The way my math works, you had your part in my conception when you were 12!
Living and Breathing: You were lied to.
AlbinoMechChild:About your age?
Living and Breathing: No. About your own.
AlbinoMechChild:...
Living and Breathing: I'll be back in a moment. My panda cookies are across the room...
AlbinoMechChild: ... k.
Living and Breathing: okay, I have returned. Panda cookies! They are stackable. You should partake sometime... :D (emoticon smile)
AlbinoMechChild: How old am I , Elliot? And who is my mother?!
Living and Breathing: Fourteen. I am twenty eight. For future grammatical reference, it is bad form to start a sentence with the word "and".
AlbinoMechChild: So You were fourteen when...and I'm fourteen... how... coincidental. ... How dare you insult my intelligence like that. I am aware of proper grammar... May I please know the identity of my mother now?
Living and Breathing: Like Father like Son... I need more coffee. BRB...
AlbinoMechChild: You are stalling. You are being very obvious about it.
Living and Breathing: Stalling? Whatever do you mean?
AlbinoMechChild: -.-;; Stalling, verb. "To be avoiding a direct response to a prompt or request in order to avoid addressing the subject altogether or buy time to keep from explaining or producing a direct answer."
Living and Breathing: ... ... ... She's dead. Do details really matter?
AlbinoMechChild: Very much so, to me.
Living and Breathing: :sighs: She died of smallpox when you were three months old.
AlbinoMechChild: Ah, considering that I believed she had died during childbirth, you have releived me of some guilt. Thank you.
Living and Breathing: I see. I am glad to have helped.
AlbinoMechChild:But who was she? A name? A nationality? I'm Albino, Ellliot, help me out here. I think I might be American...
Living and Breathing: Lithuanian, actually. Rosa Alexandria --.
AlbinoMechChild: Did you... Were the two of you very much in love?
Living and Breathing: ... my laptop battery is dying. I should say goodbye now.
AlbinoMechChild: There are wall plugs everywhere.
Living and Breathing: Has Signed out
AlbinoMechChild: Well fuck...
There was fifteen minutes of me staring at the blank convo before the rest occurred.
Living and Breathing: Has Signed in
Living and Breathing: You're still here?
AlbinoMechChild: Of course I am. You have yet to answer my question
Living and Breathing: Ah. Of course.
AlbinoMechChild: So, were you?
Living and Breathing: Was I what?
AlbinoMechChild: Were you and my mother very much in love?
Living and Breathing: ... ... ... ..
AlbinoMechChild: Elliot, this is my mother I'm discussing. I would appreciate the decency to answer my inquiries properly.
Living and Breathing: ... I solicited her.
AlbinoMechChild: My...My mother was a -?
Living and Breathing: Yes.
AlbinoMechChild: Oh.
Living and Breathing:...are you sad now?
AlbinoMechChild: Yes.
Living and Breathing: Why?
AlbinoMechChild: I..I don't really know. I suppose I just expected more. I shouldn't have.
Living and Breathing:I see. Anything else?
AlbinoMechChild: Did William have similar circumstances? Did you grow up as I did?
Living and Breathing:Not exactly. She did die when I was young and I was under a lot of stress, living with the other children of an orphanage, but I knew that William was my father... He doesn't like to speak of my mother, it makes him very sad.
AlbinoMechChild: Reasonable. Why did you lie to me just now about my mother? If she were a prostitute, there would be no guarantee that I am your child. You would have been able to get out of the obligation easily. If she was a woman of the night, then how do you know I am yours?
Living and Breathing: :) I am glad that you have not lost your touch all together. I did not pay your mother for her services, that was not her occupation.
AlbinoMechChild: So you lied.
Living and Breathing: I lie a lot, Near.
AlbinoMechChild: I've noticed. Please, the truth now... -.-
Living and Breathing: How can you trust what I say next will be true, Near? I've lied about your own age to your face for the past twelve years. Everything I say should be brought under question. I've raised you to be analytical. You are disappointing me again.
AlbinoMechChild: You didn't raise me at all! Though you're right. I guess I'll have to go to William if you are going to be so Goddamn childish.
Living and Breathing:Like Father, Like Son, Near
Living and Breathing: Has signed out.
AlbinoMechChild: Fucking Asshole...
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