AGWW Online - Log 2003/07/24

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Sidestory: Walking in Marv's Shoes

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 Marvin Black (Hollow One) - played by Sven
 Red Queen (Virtual Adept) - played by FiXXXer667

Marvin_Black stands in his sector, this time at the graveyard. It could seem he watches a certain tombstone

Red_Queen enters Marvin's sector, clad in a tight black and red leather bodysuit, Her black hair in a ponytail, with two red tufts loose on the front.

Red_Queen quickly paces towards the park, hoping that Marvin will be in his throne.

<Marvin_Black> (The park is empty, even the throne is gone)

Red_Queen finally reaches the lake, to find the skull throne gone, along with its occupant.

Red_Queen notices that the only thing that seems to be alive and around is the tentacles creeping under the water.

<Red_Queen> Maybe he's not in the sector?

<Marvin_Black> (I DCC you the map to the sector. I hope you like the map ^_^)

Marvin_Black stands silently watching the tombstone, his wings folded tightly to his body

<Red_Queen> (ah, the cemetary is on the other end..)

<Marvin_Black> (Yup ^_^)

Red_Queen sighs, seeing Marvin nowhere around, and decides to walk back to the entrance conduit, just in case he's somewhere else in the sector.

<Marvin_Black> (Now you see what the walk is like)

Marvin_Black kneels down and takes a closer look at the tombstone, like inspecting his work of programming on it

Red_Queen goes down King Str. only to find it leads to a number of dead ends.

Marvin_Black stands up again, still watching the stone

Red_Queen rolled 4d10 dice and got: 8, 8, 7, 5

<Red_Queen> (corr+ entropy focus to find her way. and accidentally trip on anything interesting)

<Red_Queen> (sorry, not focus, "spell" )

<Marvin_Black> (So she accidently walks down Poe Road to find the Church and the cemetary)

Red_Queen decides not to head towards the looming factory.

Marvin_Black doesn't listen to any music this time. The whole cemetary is clad in eerie silence

Red_Queen heads the opposite way, just to find her path blocked again, and again on a side alley

Red_Queen is about to resign, when she sees another alley. she decides to give it a shot, and ends up on a larger street.

Marvin_Black sighs silently. His black figure is a mere shadow in the fog

Red_Queen reads a sign saying Poe Str.

Red_Queen hears the noise of a bell being slowly moved by the wind.

Red_Queen decides to check it out, despite her utter dislike of churches.

Marvin_Black seems lika a statue on the cemetary if he weren't clad in black

Red_Queen glances at the church, and then notices the cemetary next to it.

<Red_Queen> Well. he *is* a goth..

<Red_Queen> lessee...

Red_Queen walks through the cemetary's entrance

Marvin_Black still stands still watching this certain tombstone

Red_Queen notices Marvin, his wings folded next to his body. She studies his features, before gathering up the courage to approach him.

Marvin_Black doesn't notice Red so far and sighs silently

Red_Queen walks towards him carefully, not wanting to break this semingly ceremonius silence.

<Marvin_Black> (The fog around here is pretty dense)

Red_Queen silently walks behind him, before starting to approach him.

Red_Queen notices that his gaze seems fixed on a particular tombstone.

Marvin_Black sighs again before turning around and noticing Red, looking almost startled for a moment

Red_Queen tries to smile charmingly, but ends up looking almost apologetic, noticing the expression on Marvin's face.

<Red_Queen> Hello. Sorry for interrupting you from your..

<Red_Queen> thoughts?

Marvin_Black relaxes again.. well relaxes back to his usual indifference

<Marvin_Black> You interrupted nothing important... Nevermind

<Red_Queen> well, you seemed pretty involved in .. whatever it was you were doing.

Red_Queen walks closer, and glances at the tombstone..

<Marvin_Black> (The fog obscures the inscription from this distance only some letters can be made out)

<Marvin_Black> Involved? Me? I am never involved in anything... It's in vain

Red_Queen sighs, wishing Marvin was back to startled. At least it was a strong, if fleeting, feeling

<Red_Queen> I wouldn't say that.. Look around you.

<Marvin_Black> It will be gone one day, too

<Marvin_Black> By the way: This is the place showing everything is in vain

<Red_Queen> This place you've designed, you've built, will last forever. it is information. it is digital. passed on from one person to another, from rack to rack, it is eternal.

<Red_Queen> Even as an everlasting monument to the vanity of trying to resist the work of decay

<Marvin_Black> Racks break, lines corrode, data corrupts, tellings disappear...

<Marvin_Black> (Does she take a closer look at the tombstone?)

Red_Queen is curious about the thing that had kept Marv's attention for so long, so she kneels next to the tombstone and reads the inscription.

<Marvin_Black> (The inscription only holds a name: Melissa Black)

Red_Queen blinks, a million thoughts passing from her mind in nanoseconds.

Red_Queen turns to Marvin, a bit blushed.

<Red_Queen> Is she.. ?

<Marvin_Black> Is she who?

Red_Queen stands up, trying to understand if he's angry at her poking around his life.

<Red_Queen> I'm sorry.

Marvin_Black looks indifferent as usual... She can't read any feelings from his face. She can't see his eyes clearly in the fog.

<Red_Queen> I probably shouldn't interfere.

<Marvin_Black> Sorry? What for? This is a place of Death and decay. This is the truth...

Red_Queen slowly turns her back on him, sighing.

<AC_Newton> (sighs, too ^_^)

<Red_Queen> She's.. was, your mother, right?

Marvin_Black now turns his back to Red

<Marvin_Black> Yes... How could you know this?

<Red_Queen> (lol, back to back)

<Marvin_Black> (But a good guess ^_^)

<Red_Queen> I just.. I guessed. I'm sorry about your loss. Even when expected, it can be devastating to lose a beloved person.

<Marvin_Black> The whole life is a loss... Life is pain and agony... Where's the difference? Everything crumbles to dust eventually...

<Red_Queen> (well he can't be married at 19. not that Red know he's 19 ;-) )

<Marvin_Black> (A sister could be possible, too ^_^)

<Red_Queen> (gah, right. I guess I was just quite lucky.)

<Red_Queen> But still, noone would expect you or anyone to simply accept such a loss.

<Marvin_Black> A loss amongst losses ist just that: A loss... At some day it doesn't matter anymore, for this is what life is...

Red_Queen sits sadly by Marvins side.

<Marvin_Black> You start to die the moment you are born

<Red_Queen> Noone asks you to try and be that indifferent Marvin Black.

<Red_Queen> Noone will accuse you for your sorrow.

<Red_Queen> Specially not me.

<Marvin_Black> What difference would it make? None... It's all the same... life *is* this way. Life is Hell... there may be no metaphysical Hell, but there is a Hell... It's called Life

<Red_Queen> Life is what you make of it.

<Red_Queen> Life can be hell, life can be Heaven. in the end, it stops.

<Marvin_Black> You know nothing about my life...

<Red_Queen> but it always is what you believe it to be. Unfortunately, not what you choose. But you decide if your life was, is and will be hell or heaven

<Red_Queen> You have shown me nothing of your life.

<Red_Queen> And you insist on doing so.

<Marvin_Black> There is nothing to be shown... There is nothing you would *want* to see...

<Red_Queen> Why are you so closed Marvin? I want to see inside you, as much as I want to see you, maybe even more so.

<Marvin_Black> As I said.. There is nothing to be seen... And for my life... Noone wants to walk the path to Hell

<Red_Queen> If there was nothing to be seen, you wouldn't be here. you wouldn't exist. But this is not happening.

<Red_Queen> And you know what.

<Red_Queen> if it's the path to hell I'll have to walk to be with you, then so be it.

Red_Queen starts walking away.

Marvin_Black turns around, his voice is colder than usual

Red_Queen bites her lip and wishes he'll say something to stop her.

<Marvin_Black> You want to walk the path to Hell?

<Marvin_Black> You want to see it?

<Marvin_Black> Are you sure you can stand it?

<Marvin_Black> Are you sure you are ready to see the truth about this world?

Red_Queen turns to him.

<Red_Queen> If that's what It'll take for you to accept me, yes. if it's what'll make you open up to me.

Marvin_Black almost whispers. In these surroundings it may sound really creepy

<Marvin_Black> Then come here. If you think you can stand the truth... Walk in my shoes... Walk the path to Hell that is life... If you really dare to what life is all about...

Red_Queen slowly walks towards him, the hair in the back of her physical body raised.

<Marvin_Black> (Dare to see)

Marvin_Black progs a small cube. It's covered with runes, sigils and pentagrams. He pushes a button and drops it to the ground

<Red_Queen> (lemme have it. I don't have the confidence merit for nothing)

Marvin_Black rolled 4d10 dice and got: 3, 3, 9, 8

<Marvin_Black> (Forces / Mind to project his memories)

<Marvin_Black> (The cube shimmers in light that grows to the outside, until the two of them stand within it. The white shifts. Colors come into place.

Marvin_Black will just stand there and watch his own memories indifferently

<Marvin_Black> You see a street. The area is poor, suburban. Houses are cracked, drunken people stumble through the street, somewhere you hear a couple fighting. One houes comes closer. A narrow stairwai is walked up and the door opens to a small appartment, that is not very tidy and fits the general surroundings)

<Marvin_Black> You see a woman lifting a small child to her arms. Even though the area seems poor she holds this boy with all her love, calling him her angel. It's peace and joyfull.

<Marvin_Black> The scene shifts in a short blur. Now it's a street. You see this woman and the boy. She is holding his hand and carrying bags in the other. They seem to go home from shopping. After turning a corner into a small alley two guys step in front of them

<Marvin_Black> One of the guys draws a pistol from his pocket, shouting "Give me your money!". By sheer instinct this womand steps in front of her child and pulls him behind her. The guy with the pistol seems misinterpret her gesture of protection.

<Marvin_Black> One fast pull of the trigger, a loud bang and the scene turns red... blood red... The boy stands in shock, as his mother's brain is splattered against the hous wall, his face covered in blood. The two guys run away and the boy stands still as his mother's body falls to the ground numbly.

<Marvin_Black> For several more seconds the boys stands still, blood dripping down his face. He is staring at his mother's dead body and the blood all around. The scene shifts again with a scream from the boy, a scream full of fear.

<Marvin_Black> (Red is not paralyzed by the way. ;) )

<Red_Queen> (well, she should be, with seeing that stuff..)

<Marvin_Black> As the surroundings come clear again you see the appartment. A man, propably the boy's father, sits in a chair a bottle in his hand. This scene seems to take place one or two years later, since the boy grew up a bit. The boy's father is obviously drunk. He is shouting at the boy how it is his fault his mother is dead, how useless he is.

<Red_Queen> (is she, like seeing the things through the boys eyes, or she can move in the projection???)

<Marvin_Black> Suddendly the man jumps up and starts beating the boy who is screaming in pain and agony. He beats up his child while acusing him more and more in his rage. Bruises cover the boys body... It is clear this is not the first time he gets beaten up by his father

<Marvin_Black> (She can move. It's rather like a holodeck projection. They stand within it but can't grab anything)

Red_Queen decisively tries to punch the father away, shouting at him, all without effect, as her punches fly through him.

<Marvin_Black> The beating lasts minutes that seem like ages. The boy is a sobbing lump on the ground as the father stops beating on his son, once more telling him he is a useless piece of shit, not worth living and the biggest mistake he ever made.

Red_Queen kneels next the beaten boy, seeming oblivious to Marvin's presence in the holodeck. she tries to stroke him, but failing that, tears run down her face, both in her icon and her physical body.

<Marvin_Black> With these words the scene shifts again. The appartment blurs, colors swirl and come into order again. A schoolyard. The boy, again a few years older, stands all alone there. A group of kids laughing at the strange boy. Making fun of him.

<Marvin_Black> They walk over to the boy, poking his bruises laughing at him as he feels the pain. They start calling him a psycho who has a useless drunkard for a father and turned mad when he saw his mother killed.

<Marvin_Black> They push him around more and more, until the boy falls to the ground hitting his head in the process. They boys start laughing even more, singing "Psycho kid! Psycho kid!"

<Marvin_Black> The boy starts to cry and those kids have even more fun. With the words "Psycho kid!" again the colors fade to take a new place.

<Marvin_Black> Back to the appartment. The boy may be about 13 or 14 years old. His father drunk again. The place looks more broken down and more untidy than before. The boy has begun to look hollow. The light in his eyes dimmed

<Marvin_Black> Again the father starts shouting at the boy, telling him how useless he is, how he has destroyed his life and the life of his mother

<Marvin_Black> The man gets up, but it doesn't look like he wants to only beat his son this time. As he gets up he shouts "Now I will correct the mistake I made!" and grabs a kitchen knife

Red_Queen shouts "no!"

<Marvin_Black> He storms in the direction of the boy, who barely can dodge the blade. His t-shirt gets ripped. A tiny cut to be seen on his skin. Again his father lashes out at the boy. again he can barely dodge.

Red_Queen sobs, unable to do anything but watch the horrible scene.

<Red_Queen> (I'm thinking how much I should shatter my WP for this. She's an ever-confident person, thinking she can pull through anything.)

<Marvin_Black> The boy dodges a few more slashes as he works his way towards the door and runs out, panting. Running for his life he hits the streets. In sheer panic he runs around the back alleys, jumping over fences, running through the suburbs until he breaks together panting.

<Marvin_Black> The scene shifts again. The boy bacem thin and hollow. You see him scrounging, thiefing, sleeping under bridges, in back alleys, everywhere where he can find a place. He doesn't go to school anymore. But he meets up with another boy from the streets. They talk, sometimes young Marv even laughs a faint laughter with the other one.

<Marvin_Black> But again good luck turns into bad fate. A shopping mall... In the distance you see a group of thugs pounding on someone and young Marv sees them. First he doesn't notice, but then... for a short moment the face of the victim can be seen... the other boy.

<Marvin_Black> Young Marv runs in the direction of the thugs shouting for them to stop, but as he reaches them he just gets pushed away. He shouts again and again for help. Then just as if by chance someone comes around the corner. The thugs quit their beating and pounding.

<Marvin_Black> But what lies there on the ground is a bloody mess. The thugs must have used brass knuckles or something like that. Young Marv's friend doesn't look much like a human anymore, but like a blood lump of flesh.

<Marvin_Black> An ambulance comes to the scene. Marv goes with the boy. The docs try everything they can, but as young Marv's friend lies in the hospital bed you hear it going "beep", "Beep", "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep" as he died from his injuries. Young Marv's face becomes more serious, more hollow then before and then the machines in the room break.

<Marvin_Black> The next scene shows a cheap small one room appartment. Some books about occultism lie around. A bed a kitchen corner... That's the whole place. Everything is painted black. Someone rings the door bell. Young Marv, this time about 17 opens the door and a youth in his age stands there. He is talking Marv into coming to an amusement park

<Marvin_Black> After a few minutes Marv agrees. He doesn't seem to like those places at all. Then they start walking through the street. Young Marv comes to a halt as he sees a house being torn down. You recognize this house... The house Marv once lived.

<Marvin_Black> Colors swirl, light shifts and everything is bright. The amusement park. The other boy tries to talk Marv into joining a rollercoaster ride, but this time young Marv insists in staying down there and watch the other one going for the ride

<Marvin_Black> The other youth goes up and enters the rollercoaster. The wagon goes up to the highes point and moments before the ride down begins you see something falling from up there, looking like bolts or screws.

Red_Queen gasps, realizing what is happening

<Marvin_Black> The wagon goes down full speed, then in the next turn a part of the rollercoaster collapses, the wagon derails and is sent flying through the open air. Young Marv once again stands there in shock watching the wagon crash down on the ground, only about 10 meters away from him, he hears the screams of fear and agony as the wagon shatters... and so does his friend.

<Marvin_Black> The light in young Marv's eyes dims again and you see him coming home where a police officer is waiting for him, telling him his father threw himself on the railroad tracks as a high speed train approached... Then you see the last light in the eyes of young Marv shatter.

Red_Queen is crying freely as she hears the policeman's words, her body almost curled in a ball.

<Marvin_Black> The lights swirl again to reveal the one room appartment. The place is now filled up with books, that are scattered about. Most of them are about rituals, occultism and so on. Some skulls lie around and a cupboard with strange vials and bottles is mounted to a wall. A computer that looks like a strange self made build sits beside a small desk... There on a chair sits Marv... The Marv today. He looks even more hollow and pale than the DW ic

<Marvin_Black> He sits at the machine VR Rig done. Sits there but stilll stands next to Red.

<Marvin_Black> Another swirl of light and the scene disappears. They are back at the cemetary.

Marvin_Black moves again and whispers

<Marvin_Black> Welcome to *my* world

<Marvin_Black> Welcome to the truth...

Red_Queen is sitting on the cemetary ground, her knees in her hands.

Red_Queen tries to wipe her tears, but another stream runs, making the effort useless.

<Red_Queen> I had no idea.

<Red_Queen> I'm sorry.

<Marvin_Black> No you hadn't... I warned you that you wouldn't be able to stand the truth about this world...

<Red_Queen> so sorry.

Red_Queen sobs, as she tries to get on her feet.

Marvin_Black stands still. He doesn't even sob --- Fri Jul 25 2003

<Marvin_Black> You wanted to see the pathway to Hell... now you have... And now you wish you wouldn't have seen it

Red_Queen tries to hold herselffrom crying any more.

<Red_Queen> No.

<Red_Queen> I do not wish for such a thing..

<Marvin_Black> Only for the nightmares to go away you will have, hm?

<Red_Queen> Would my not seeing it make it any less true?

<Marvin_Black> It would make it easier... If you can't stand the truth keep wearing pink glasses...

<Red_Queen> Marvin, I don't want it to be easy. Cause it means that something is wrong.

<Red_Queen> Life is not meant to be easy..

<Red_Queen> You.. you were so unfortunate.. you..

<Marvin_Black> At least some true words... Life is not meant to be easy... Life isn't easy... Life is Hell...

Red_Queen dives towards him and holds him in her hands.

<Red_Queen> Marvin, Life doesn't have to be hell.

<Marvin_Black> (So she takes him in her arms, or does she take his hands?)

<Red_Queen> (a) )

<Red_Queen> Please, please, have some hope on me.

Marvin_Black stands there. For a short moment his confusion could be seen if she would look. Perhaps she recognizes he doesn't know how to handle this reaction.

<Marvin_Black> Haven't you seen what happens to people who want to tick around with me?

<Red_Queen> Please, try to let me be there. next to you.

<Red_Queen> It's not your fault.

<Red_Queen> It has never been your fault.

<Red_Queen> Bad things happen every passing moment.

<Marvin_Black> Oh right... It is just that the two persons I almost called friends died in a horrible way... One beaten to Death and the other had his skull shatterd in a 5 meter diameter

<Red_Queen> Damnit Marvin, IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT!

<Red_Queen> How could you know? how could you change that?

<Red_Queen> Why do you let your past confine your future?

<Marvin_Black> No... It was their will to stick with me and hang around with me... If they didn't I guess they would be still alive... Oh... And how does it happen everyone who is around me dies in a horrible and horrible way? No one survived! No one!

<Marvin_Black> If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't have been in the shopping mall! If I hadn't agreed he could go for the ride alone he would still have lived! I was the one who told him it's ok for him to go there alone, I wouldn't mind!

<Marvin_Black> If I had not been around my mother would still live. She would just have given those guys the money and would have called the police at home...

<Marvin_Black> My presence is bad for everyone...

<Red_Queen> No! It wasn't your fault those bastards attacked you! It wasn't your fault the coaster de-railed! Stop blaming yourself for things you cannot control! Your mother.. Your mather died to protect you, because she hoped that her son, her angel, would live to accomplish his dreams, make her proud!

<Marvin_Black> She died because I was around. Like everyone who seeked my presence.. So why do you still seek it?

<Marvin_Black> It was just my fault the people were at the places they were

<Red_Queen> No.

<Red_Queen> It was their choice to be with you.

<Marvin_Black> A bad choice...

<Red_Queen> No, no, noo.

<Red_Queen> They believed in you, can't you see?

<Marvin_Black> And did so in vein if they ever did...

<Red_Queen> They loved you, They trusted you, they enjoyed your company..

<Red_Queen> If their belief and hopes go in vain. It will be the only thing you should blame yourself for, Marvin Black. Nothing more.

<Marvin_Black> And died for it... So why do you seek my company? Why do you want to be around me? Why do you want to put yourself in danger?

<Marvin_Black> If that's so... It's just another thing to blame myself for...

<Red_Queen> No. there is no other thing to blame yourself for.

<Red_Queen> and this, their beliefs, their hopes, they will only end with you.

<Marvin_Black> Like everything will come to an end... You, I, this place, the world...

<Marvin_Black> Where is the difference if everything ends one day?

<Red_Queen> The difference is in how it ends, Marvin.

<Red_Queen> It can end without you trying to change it for the better.

<Marvin_Black> Where is the difference between an end and an end? It's an end and then it's gone

<Marvin_Black> Why try to change something that will crumble to dust anyway? It's in vein

<Red_Queen> No. Your mother, even if her death was tragic, died while doing something noble, something worth being remembered for.

<Red_Queen> Her memory is with you.

<Red_Queen> It will always be.

<Red_Queen> And now, with me too.

<Marvin_Black> And both you and I will be gone some day, too...

<Marvin_Black> Fade to black...

<Marvin_Black> Off we go, off goes everythign we ever did, ever thought

<Red_Queen> But our memory, along with the memories of everything we ever did and ever thought will live in the memory of those caring for us.

<Marvin_Black> No one cares for me... First of all... And then... those will die, too... The whole world is a shitwhole going down the dumps... In perhaps 500 years no one will live anymore...

<Red_Queen> I care for you. Your mother did. Your friends did.

<Red_Queen> and in 500 years, you cannot know what will happen.

<Red_Queen> Decay is strong. But so is creation.

<Marvin_Black> Three out of four people you mentioned are dead... And I still don't know why you should care for me... Look around. Wars, pollution, ruthless mining of ressources, people getting harder and harder...

<Red_Queen> People still in love, still dreaming and fighting for a better future, striving for tommorow, children being born..

<Marvin_Black> (You noticed he never experienced anything with love? That's the hardest thing for Red, to explain something he doesn't know *g*)

<Marvin_Black> Love? What's that but a word? Dreams to be shattered, fighting in vein and children being born in a world of suffering

<Red_Queen> So, that's what your mother's sacrfice was for? just a damn word?

<Red_Queen> Do you think she died because of a stupid word?

<Red_Queen> What do you know about love?

<Red_Queen> Have you ever let yourself feel for others?

<Marvin_Black> I told you all I know about it...

<Marvin_Black> All I need to know...

<Red_Queen> No.

<Red_Queen> This is all you want to know, Marvin.

<Marvin_Black> My mother died because she had a stupid kid who always insisted in coming with her when she went shopping.

<Marvin_Black> There isn't more to know

<Red_Queen> So, your mother died to save her stupid kid.

<Red_Queen> Would you die for your kid, Marvin?

<Red_Queen> If you had one, would you protect it?

<Marvin_Black> Huh should I come up with a kid? How should I know this stuff?

<Red_Queen> I asked you a question, Black. don't evade me.

<Red_Queen> would. you. try. to. save. the. life. of. your. child?

<Marvin_Black> And I asked another question... how. should. I. know?

<Red_Queen> You mean, you don't know if you'd help someone in danger? not even your own child?

<Marvin_Black> How should I know? Do you remember? The last times someone I knew was in danger they ended up places like this... There *points at a tombstone* or there *points at another one*. And how should I know how I would react to my own child's danger, if I don't even know how I should come up with one?

Marvin_Black seems to be a little mopre heated up and his voice sounds a little bit hectic

<Red_Queen> You don't know how to come up with a child?

Red_Queen is equal parts startled and heated up.

<Marvin_Black> Haven't you seen? I have hardly been enough at school to learn how to read and write... Don't you think it's hard to go to school if you can barely walk?

Red_Queen is even more startled than before, realizing how serious he is.

Marvin_Black now is heated up in a way Red has never seen before

<Marvin_Black> Dammit! Almost everything I know I had to teach myself!

Marvin_Black recognizes his state and Red can see how he instantly tries to regain his composure

<Red_Queen> Please, Marv. Just.. Let me help.

<Marvin_Black> Help? With what?

Marvin_Black is almost back to his usual state

<Red_Queen> Anything. Everything.

<Red_Queen> Do you realise that the only time I've seen you actually feeling something is now?

<Red_Queen> I want to help you feel. help you learn.

Marvin_Black whispers more to himself

<Red_Queen> Help you overcome that shitstorm your past has been.

<Marvin_Black> I have felt enough for my whole life...

<Red_Queen> No.

<Red_Queen> You have felt more than enough sadness for more than one lives.

<Red_Queen> But still you have pulled through alive.

<Red_Queen> Don't you think that means something?

<Marvin_Black> Yeah... I don't know what comes after this one... I rather choose the Devil I know than the Devil I don't know...

<Red_Queen> but, the question is.. Do you want to learn me, Marvin?

<Red_Queen> and then, you can choose the lesser of your "evils".

<Marvin_Black> What should I learn? Hasn't life taught me enough already?

<Marvin_Black> Haven't I taught me myself enough already?

<Red_Queen> No, you haven't.

<Red_Queen> Surviving doesn't mean living too.

<Marvin_Black> I know everything I need to know

<Red_Queen> Kipling said this once:

<Red_Queen> He who knows and knows he knows,

<Red_Queen> he is wise - follow him;

<Red_Queen> He who knows and knows not he knows,

<Red_Queen> he is asleep - awaken him;

<Red_Queen> He who knows not, and knows he knows not,

<Red_Queen> he is a child - teach him;

<Red_Queen> He who knows not, and knows not he knows not,

<Red_Queen> he is a fool - shun him.

<Red_Queen> you are not a fool Marv.

<Red_Queen> but you're still wrong

<Marvin_Black> So? Am I? In what way?

<Red_Queen> (g2g soon. i'm in the virge of crumbling on my desktop)

<Red_Queen> You don't know everything.

<Marvin_Black> (Hehe... I think the opportunity to cut is given, isn't it? I hope you enjoyed or not so mini session ^_^)

<Marvin_Black> I said everything I need to know...

<Marvin_Black> Not I would know everything

<Red_Queen> (gah, you type fasterrrr.. I was going to add to that8 -))

<Marvin_Black> (hehe *g*)

Asm0dai looks inside since his company has just left...

<Red_Queen> I'll show you what you could learn..

Red_Queen rolled 4d10 dice and got: 7, 2, 8, 2

<Red_Queen> +1 quint +1 wp

<Red_Queen> (A combined Corr, Mind and forces effect to wrestle control of your DW sensory input.)

<Red_Queen> (we'll be playing in my playground on the next post.)

<Marvin_Black> (So a sector of Red?)

<Red_Queen> (I'll show you what you can learn *cracks fingers*)

<Red_Queen> (No sector, since she didn't participate in the contest.. but I'll pretty much use your VR rig to immerse you in RedLand 8-) )

<Red_Queen> (can we wrap it up here? that is, ofcourse, if you don't mind my twist)

<Red_Queen> (I don't want to force you play something you don't enjoy 8-) )

<Marvin_Black> (I thought Red would show Marv something and isappear to leave him thinking ^_^ As long as it doesn't harm Marv or force something... No prob)

<Marvin_Black> (Hey, MC forced happyness on marv the first sessions ^_^)

<Red_Queen> (no. just something similar to what you did. with the holo thing.

<Red_Queen> (only more interactive)

<Red_Queen> (;) g2g now.. it's past 2 here.. and I'm waking up at 7..)

<Red_Queen> bye all

<Marvin_Black> (Do as you please. I just want to end the scene completely, so we can play the next meeting of the two in the next DW session ^_)

<Asm0dai> lol :)

<Asm0dai> how about a quick recap for someoen who onyl saw the end?

<Marvin_Black> Huh? That was fast *g*

<Marvin_Black> Well let's say you could call this episode "Walking in Marv's shoes" *g*

<Marvin_Black> Red's working hard on Marv and was granted a holocraphic projection of his memories

-- To Be Continued --

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