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toplvl2020-10-07 07:02 pm
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bad rap

bad rap
The things we become known for aren’t always what we’d like to be known for. Reputations are hard to run from. Sometimes they’re not even deserved. So here’s your chance to set the record straight. Clear up some misplaced assumptions, debunk any rumours about yourself and defy your stereotypes.
how to play:
Top level with something(s) your character is tired of people assuming about them, blaming them for, or pigeonholing them about, etc. Say it in person or over text.
Comment on any surprising, or not so surprising declarations.
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"I don't know if I have a conscience or not. I do feel something like remorse when I look at all of the terrible things that have happened because of my war. Sometimes it does trouble me. But I was never sorry at the time, because I didn't feel there was a better choice. And it probably doesn't trouble me nearly as much as it should. It's the waste of it all that bothers me most.
"After I had to leave the person I loved most to die in a mine explosion, because I couldn't move him and I would have died myself if I'd stayed, nothing much else has ever bothered me. And I can't be sure if I felt guilt even then, because the grief drowned out everything else.
"Whatever a conscience is, and whether or not either one of us has one--I think that you will be all right as long as you listen to the people who do have one. You need them to tell you when you are at risk of going too far, but they need you, too. Because somebody has to be able to do what they can't."
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She listens intently. The lack of judgment is refreshing, but so to is the lack of dismissal. He's reflecting on his own life to give her the best advice he can, and she appreciates how hard that is to do. Honesty is both valuable and hard.
And it hits hard, too. Something in her broke when her parents died. It was then that things ceased to mean as much as she was fairly sure they should. Was that the start of it? Had she been born minus a conscience, or had she had something prior to the dual losses that shook her to the core? She can't say. She's not sure anyone can.
"Thank you, for sharing your perspective. A lot of that makes sense, and you've given me a lot to think about. But I have one question, and I think it's worth asking since peace isn't in our sights yet, for my people: what happens if I lose them? What happens if Tadija and Atansa die, and I'm left to my own devices?"
Would that be the thing that makes her into the monster the world thinks she is? Would that extinguish whatever tiny spark of morality dwells within her?
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Megatron closes his optics for a moment.
"I can tell you that one of the things that has given me pause is this thought, though: what would Terminus say about this? That was his name."
His voice is almost airless.
"Closest thing I ever had to what you might call a father, but because we don't reproduce like humans do, not exactly like that. Perhaps, if that happened, you could ask yourself what Tadija or Atansa would want. I think if I had asked myself that more often, things might have gone differently.
"But I also know that if Ravage ever died, I'd be gutted, and if the only way I could get the person who did it was to blow up the planet they were hiding on...I might."