un: xspire

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At what point does something get the right to be called a person? What do they need to do to deserve that?

Has anyone ever thought about it?

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[synthsized]

[They can't believe someone made a chart.]

It's a very informative chart.

[synthsized]

Is it, now? You'd think there'd be more posts like this, then.

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So you agree that souls are what make people people? Or is that irrelevant to the situation?

[silksoul]

[ They're as blunt as she is and honestly, she can respect that. ]

Everyone does different things with their time. For some, it's all they've ever wanted.

[synthsized]

There's not really a good answer for that, I suppose, beyond "when they ask for them".

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[They watch as Maverick Fucking Dies, a carefully blank expression on their face.

Once Maverick smacks them, they smile.]

I have a point, don't I?

[deuteranope]

[This fucking gremlin... When he speaks, his voice is tight and his face burning hot.]

Y-you're such a dumbass... I don't know because you're like this, not because I -- you know.

[synthsized]

[Respecting Rover is what started this whole conversation in the first place.]

Is your string work all you've ever wanted?

[synthsized]

Is there...

[They hesitate for a moment, finally lighting their cigarette.]

Is there something wrong with being like this?

[deuteranope]

[And now, even though he isn't having a painful coughing fit anymore, it still feels like his insides are shredding up. This is... Mav grumbles softly to himself and shakes his head, trying to sort out his thoughts, but when that fails, he pushes himself closer. Hesitates.]

I don't know you that fucking well, but I know you drive me crazy. You're such a little shit. And that -- that I...wouldn't change that, because I like you, and wanna keep getting to know you and how much of a little shit you can be. Whatever the fuck that's worth...

un: himawari

[taiyounoyou]

I don't think it's something that you have to earn or deserve. It's just something that is?

[silksoul]

No. [ Is she going to elaborate? Nah. ]

[synthsized]

[They blow out smoke on breath they don't need, hesitating as they listen to Maverick.

It's...

It's not something they can grasp, immediately. They don't have any sort of frame of reference or experience with things like this. It's strange and foreign to them and they kind of regret asking, now, because...Because they don't know what to do with the information they've been given.]

It's worth more than nothing. [They hesitate, again, taking another drag.] I'm glad you like me.

[And...they think that's true. They think that's the feeling they're feeling. Whatever it truly is, it's something...warm.]

[synthsized]

Something innate, that you're born with?

[synthsized]

What do you want, then?

[Should have expected that one.]

[taiyounoyou]

Yes, something like that.

[synthsized]

So what if you weren't born?

[taiyounoyou]

Uh... What do you mean?

[synthsized]

Something like a golem - they're not born, they're created. Purposefully. But they're capable of thought, speech, potentially even feelings.

But they weren't born.

Are they a person?

[taiyounoyou]

Well...

Yes? If they can think and feel, then I think that would be a person. I don't think it matters if they're "born" or not. Besides, being made is kinda like being born, isn't it?

[deuteranope]

[Mav’s relieved his shitty explanation is accepted, anyway, and that it doesn’t seem to have caused any more damage.]

Good. Or else I’d have to knock some sense into you.

[There’s a lot he wants to ask, about what that means to Rover, or jokingly(?) if that ruins his chances, or any manner of things that don’t matter at all, really. Instead, what comes out after an awkward pause is,] Uh. Do you live with your dad, or...?

[there was a thought process]

[synthsized]

Hah! I’d like to see you try.

[It’s a challenge, as they smirk up at Maverick.

At his question, though, they raise an eyebrow.]

I have a dorm on campus, all to myself. Why, you wanna check it out?

[deuteranope]

[rover pls he already has enough complexes about losing, don't be so adorable and yet kick his ass despite that being your express purpose..........

He hums vaguely, resting his arm on the back of the bench now that he's sitting sideways on it. That was something he expected, really, and if he said he didn't have a motive for asking, it would be a lie. There's the obvious -- aha, a place where they can be alone, how nice -- but there's also...a worry. So Rover is just...alone, thinking these kinds of thoughts.

It must be hard to be a robot with something like feelings. It was hard enough being human, where you're supposed to have them.

But back to being a useless pansexual: he raises a playful eyebrow and hovers his cigarette close to his lips. Just gonna ignore the odd, inferior ache he feels when he asks.]

That line work on a lot of people, so far?

[synthsized]

[They don't mean to kick ass!! It's just what they're built for!!

They smirk, but it's a little shy.]

I've only tried it the once.

[And so far they don't know if it's working!! They can't tell. They can't get a read on Maverick, but...he says he likes them. They don't think that's a lie, so...

He probably wants to go back to their room, they think.]

[imitationsoul]

Maybe it is. The edge is just a part of the experience of living after all. Zeroing in on it is just not comfortable to most.