From: Kathryn Alicia Don (KathrynAlicia_at_netscape.net)
Date: Mon Jan 19 2004 - 23:05:38 GMT
Siri's head tilted to the side as she thought on the inane amount of bullshit that these posturing warriors passed around amongst one another. And insulting? She wanted to start shredding their egos but smartly toned down her temper as best as she could. Ignorance was only cured with knowledge. And these boys were desperatly in need of a lesson in manners and the measure of a man's heart.
"In the nature of fair play I ask that all of you gentlemen who decide to downplay the nature of our lives, age, gender, love interest- Oh and let's throw in name, birthdate, place of residence and auspice for giggles- That unless you are a hermaphrodite that loves nothing, was older than the mountains and did nothing but read manuals on how to be the perfect adept all day you've really eliminated the entire group."
"So until you've Vasdenjas comes down from on high to go lead you around by the noses or you get off your high judgemental horses I suggest you stop insulting our lives or deciding that you know us by the actions of one damn day."
"I don't know any of you. I haven't had time. That's why I suggested group vote and that we get to know each other. I don't want to be your leader. I want to get by. And I want to do so without being drug through the dirt by your rude intonations."
"I am no shrinking violet. And I will not hold my tongue because of your comfort and conformity when you off-handedly are so insulting. What the hell are *your* stories that you place yourselves as such souls of expierence and world traversion? How old are you and what hell were the rest of us facing while some of you still clinging to your mother's skirts?"
"Until you know all of these answers- Until you know all of us personally- Stop waving your all mighty standard of assumption! A group is made strong by the individuals within it. By comeraderie and there is so very little to go around here."
"Think on this as I, for one, am done with this conversation. To me, it seems little more than a pissing match between a good number of the men in the boy's club. How's about you fight it out in the back lot and the victor wake us in the morning dragging the other two bloody corpses behind them, hmm?"
"I think I'm ready for bed. Good night all. The tediousness in this conversation boggles the mind, it truly does." Siri left her cold plate at the table and headed up to bed.
((OOC: Hey guys, if you're all really so hot up on finding a leader I think the players OOC should talk in email because the macho guy thing is really only going to cause arguements. Some of the points are valid, some are really, really off. If anyone wants to talk please e-mail me.))
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