Well, That's Interesting
(Now Let's Blow Something UP)
^I guess I'm going to have to get a little more creative in my crashing of FOH websites.^ I was a mess and I knew it. Two years. He'd known for two *years*! He hadn't told me for two years. He hadn't even tried to figure out what he could do. He'd hidden himself. For two years! I knew he was the master of repression but this was just, ugh! And why did he do it? Because the world had convinced him he was a monster. That he'd be hated and reviled by everyone even those that loved him. He was ashamed! Ashamed of what he was for two years! I glared at the screen of my lab top. Xander had left twenty minutes ago looking wrung out having spilled the whole story and cried some more on my head. I was trying to make some headway with the New Orleans City hall records but I couldn't get past my anger and disgust.
My *friend* my best friend could control the air. That stuff I was breathing in, the little tinny particles that touched just about everything on the planet. It was mind bogging. With control over something like that he could be more deadly than a dozen vampires. What if he got lost control and sucked the air out of lungs of the people around him? What if he concentrated all the weight of the surrounding air in one spot? He could squash somebody flat. Icky bloody mess and badness. And it could happen easily. Xander admitted he had no real control. It was all those bigots' faults.
I'm Jewish. I may not be a devout follower of the religion but as a member of the 'race' I sure as shooting have heard it all. People are all "oh, we're so sorry about what happened to you in WWII" but they don't look beyond the hyped up slaughter of 6 million Jews. What about all the gypsies? The gays? The old? The mentally infirm? The poor people who just happened to be twins? People get wrapped up one truth and don't look at any of the others. And they don't really learn anything either. How may people realize that Americans, the "good guys", kept thousands of Japanese in "interment camps"? Why? Because they looked different. You didn't see them putting Germans in camps. Pufft.
Bigots make me so mad! I hate them! Does that make me one? Maybe but I don't care. All I know it that they scared my best friend. A guy who'd face the creatures of the night, things that wanted to rip him into itty-bitty pieces and then eat him and that was if they were nice, and from them he doesn't run, well not usually. But they made him run from himself. Maybe I was over sympathizing but the whole idea made my heart ache.
I gave up. I closed what little work I'd started on the hack job and started writing viruses. A truly evil smile spread across my face but I didn't notice. I was going to play and they were going to pay.
^I guess I'm going to have to get a little more creative in my crashing of FOH websites.^ I was a mess and I knew it. Two years. He'd known for two *years*! He hadn't told me for two years. He hadn't even tried to figure out what he could do. He'd hidden himself. For two years! I knew he was the master of repression but this was just, ugh! And why did he do it? Because the world had convinced him he was a monster. That he'd be hated and reviled by everyone even those that loved him. He was ashamed! Ashamed of what he was for two years! I glared at the screen of my lab top. Xander had left twenty minutes ago looking wrung out having spilled the whole story and cried some more on my head. I was trying to make some headway with the New Orleans City hall records but I couldn't get past my anger and disgust.
My *friend* my best friend could control the air. That stuff I was breathing in, the little tinny particles that touched just about everything on the planet. It was mind bogging. With control over something like that he could be more deadly than a dozen vampires. What if he got lost control and sucked the air out of lungs of the people around him? What if he concentrated all the weight of the surrounding air in one spot? He could squash somebody flat. Icky bloody mess and badness. And it could happen easily. Xander admitted he had no real control. It was all those bigots' faults.
I'm Jewish. I may not be a devout follower of the religion but as a member of the 'race' I sure as shooting have heard it all. People are all "oh, we're so sorry about what happened to you in WWII" but they don't look beyond the hyped up slaughter of 6 million Jews. What about all the gypsies? The gays? The old? The mentally infirm? The poor people who just happened to be twins? People get wrapped up one truth and don't look at any of the others. And they don't really learn anything either. How may people realize that Americans, the "good guys", kept thousands of Japanese in "interment camps"? Why? Because they looked different. You didn't see them putting Germans in camps. Pufft.
Bigots make me so mad! I hate them! Does that make me one? Maybe but I don't care. All I know it that they scared my best friend. A guy who'd face the creatures of the night, things that wanted to rip him into itty-bitty pieces and then eat him and that was if they were nice, and from them he doesn't run, well not usually. But they made him run from himself. Maybe I was over sympathizing but the whole idea made my heart ache.
I gave up. I closed what little work I'd started on the hack job and started writing viruses. A truly evil smile spread across my face but I didn't notice. I was going to play and they were going to pay.