[ooc] You asked for it, you got it. Here's Beat. I might consider turning this into a story, but there's two problems. First of all JSRF doesn't really define the charachters very well, and secodnly a good story should have a plot. I'm dealign with the charachter defining problem first. [/ooc]
'Sup?
Been warned about you kid, news travels fast. Especially about busy bodies, and especially when it goes by on skates, even if it does add 'yo' after every sentence.
Two guesses who the messenger is, the Hermes of the GG's.
Hermes was the Greek god of messengers and thieves in case you didn't know. Just because I'm a Rudie doesn't mean I don't read books.
You gotta be a little smart at least to survive on these streets. They ain't got no soul. You put the soul into it, you know? Like lucky charms.
Of course, it's very easy to be smart and stupid at the same time. Yeah, a lotta people suffer from that condition. I reckon I'm one of them sometimes.
There's lots of different kind of smart. You gotta be a certain sort to make in on the streets. Different ways work for different people. Rhyth is just ignorant of everything, Gum gets so aggressive nobody risks touching her, Corn sits backs and listens before saying something observant, and me, well, I guess I listen, watch, and get involved.
I know the people on the street. Dogenzaka hill especially, I grew up there. I can name you about a dozen drug barons and where to arrange a meeting on at least two days of the week. Some of the people that work for them aren't bad, friends of mine, but they're never going to be coordinated enough to use any sort of wheels.
But they're good people. And hard enough to survive. Maybe not ruthless enough to get a legal job and be what the illusion of society declares 'normal', but they're hard enough to survive.
Not just physically hard, but mentally hard too. That's the bit that really counts you know. If you don't have the mental equipment you're not gonna make it. It would be like grinding up a rail in hike boots.
If you're not mentally hard enough, you don't make it.
There was this girl I used to know, Alley. She was a good gal you know? Pretty and funny, kind of smart but asked a lot of dumb questions. But she understood things if you put them a certain way. She was a great Gal.
She died about three months ago now. Slit her wrists. Simple as that. One moment I'm talking with her, seeing a movie with her, the next, bam, she's dead. It's a shock when it happens.
Nobody ever seems to really believe that there are kids around the place committing suicide, and the number's getting higher. If it keeps going like this humanity is going to skip a generation. Ain't got a clue why they do it. It's stupid to me. But I guess they didn't see another option. The light at the end of the tunnel switched off and that sort of thing.
Well, sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than to curse the darkness.
I wish she would have talked to me, I know I could have talked her out of it. I know it.
But I guess it's too late for that.
Believe me kid, there are people out there that kill themselves because there's nothing else they can do. Society sucks man. Even religious holidays like Christmas are turning into scapegoats. It's just what we've done to the place.
No wonder people go and make cults to protect themselves.
We're all driving each other mad.
Mad I tell you! MAD!
I reckon people had it better before all these scientific breakthroughs and stuff. Life was simpler. There might not have been as many options, but you knew exactly where you stood.
Not that all technology is bad. Contraception for example. That's a good thing. Contraception is definitely a good, useful thing for humanity.
Seems like humans as individuals, and as a species commit suicide.
Graffiti reminds people that there are alternatives to their life, and that they are individuals. I could say that's a reason to do it, but I do it because I like pissing off authorities. Not everyone is exactly noble in life you know.
It's nice to be able to rebel, to go against the flow. To tear up the little cardboard label society has given you, whether it's 'good for nothing' on 'my name is BEAT' with a Mc Donalds logo.
Yup, humanity's a nice place, but you wouldn't want to live there.
Now beat it kid.
'Sup?
Been warned about you kid, news travels fast. Especially about busy bodies, and especially when it goes by on skates, even if it does add 'yo' after every sentence.
Two guesses who the messenger is, the Hermes of the GG's.
Hermes was the Greek god of messengers and thieves in case you didn't know. Just because I'm a Rudie doesn't mean I don't read books.
You gotta be a little smart at least to survive on these streets. They ain't got no soul. You put the soul into it, you know? Like lucky charms.
Of course, it's very easy to be smart and stupid at the same time. Yeah, a lotta people suffer from that condition. I reckon I'm one of them sometimes.
There's lots of different kind of smart. You gotta be a certain sort to make in on the streets. Different ways work for different people. Rhyth is just ignorant of everything, Gum gets so aggressive nobody risks touching her, Corn sits backs and listens before saying something observant, and me, well, I guess I listen, watch, and get involved.
I know the people on the street. Dogenzaka hill especially, I grew up there. I can name you about a dozen drug barons and where to arrange a meeting on at least two days of the week. Some of the people that work for them aren't bad, friends of mine, but they're never going to be coordinated enough to use any sort of wheels.
But they're good people. And hard enough to survive. Maybe not ruthless enough to get a legal job and be what the illusion of society declares 'normal', but they're hard enough to survive.
Not just physically hard, but mentally hard too. That's the bit that really counts you know. If you don't have the mental equipment you're not gonna make it. It would be like grinding up a rail in hike boots.
If you're not mentally hard enough, you don't make it.
There was this girl I used to know, Alley. She was a good gal you know? Pretty and funny, kind of smart but asked a lot of dumb questions. But she understood things if you put them a certain way. She was a great Gal.
She died about three months ago now. Slit her wrists. Simple as that. One moment I'm talking with her, seeing a movie with her, the next, bam, she's dead. It's a shock when it happens.
Nobody ever seems to really believe that there are kids around the place committing suicide, and the number's getting higher. If it keeps going like this humanity is going to skip a generation. Ain't got a clue why they do it. It's stupid to me. But I guess they didn't see another option. The light at the end of the tunnel switched off and that sort of thing.
Well, sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than to curse the darkness.
I wish she would have talked to me, I know I could have talked her out of it. I know it.
But I guess it's too late for that.
Believe me kid, there are people out there that kill themselves because there's nothing else they can do. Society sucks man. Even religious holidays like Christmas are turning into scapegoats. It's just what we've done to the place.
No wonder people go and make cults to protect themselves.
We're all driving each other mad.
Mad I tell you! MAD!
I reckon people had it better before all these scientific breakthroughs and stuff. Life was simpler. There might not have been as many options, but you knew exactly where you stood.
Not that all technology is bad. Contraception for example. That's a good thing. Contraception is definitely a good, useful thing for humanity.
Seems like humans as individuals, and as a species commit suicide.
Graffiti reminds people that there are alternatives to their life, and that they are individuals. I could say that's a reason to do it, but I do it because I like pissing off authorities. Not everyone is exactly noble in life you know.
It's nice to be able to rebel, to go against the flow. To tear up the little cardboard label society has given you, whether it's 'good for nothing' on 'my name is BEAT' with a Mc Donalds logo.
Yup, humanity's a nice place, but you wouldn't want to live there.
Now beat it kid.