Die Cassie Die [for Cissie and Cassie]
Mar. 24th, 2011 02:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So.... day one hundred thousand billion of seven hundred zillion on Tabula Rasa. What do I do today? I'm bored of swimming. I've done quite enough combat dummy construction. I just had a sparring session with Seifer yesterday. ....books?
I made my way to the Compound rec room and consult the bookshelf. I know I'm asking for it, but boredom drives one to do things, you know? Hmm...
Big Red Tequila? Nope. Widower's Two-Step? Don't think so. The Last King of Texas? The Devil Went Down to Austin. What is it with these books today? I'm not in the mood for Wild West, okay? And, unfortunately, the bookcase doesn't seem to be giving me anything in ancient Greek. So, squint time I suppose. If I find anything...
A comic book? Sure. Whatever.
I take it out and lean back against the wall of the Compound. I open it and begin reading. I'm a bit ADD, so as time passes, I start swinging Backbiter around while I lean back and read. I'm aware that nobody's near me, so my sword isn't going to kill anyone. Accidentally, anyway. The comic book is mildly entertaining. A heroine named Cassie has taken on the name 'Wonder Girl' and is flying around doing her superheroine thing. But the more I read it, the more I start thinking that this is just the same kind of crap the gods push on the children in Camp Half-Blood. Use your powers to serve Us. Go do battle with whomever we sent you off to fight because you're always good and they're always bad. Because you're not our expendable pawn at all, you're a Hero. And Everyone wants to be a Hero. So, we'll just sit here on our duffs feeding off the fat of the land while you bust your butt and risk your life for no apparent reason. When you're dead, we'll just find a new Hero.
So my natural inclination is eventually to start rooting for the bad guys. I go through another page and roll my eyes. Olympus is actually in the story. Apparently, Wonder Girl got her powers from Zeus. Fantastic. Superb. Now I'm reading with a bit of disgust. The way everyone bows down to and respects that old tyrant sickens me. Zeus isn't that different from Kronos. They can both go to Tartarus for all I care. Then I come to the big climax. Wonder Girl is Zeus's daughter. My hand tightens on Backbiter's hilt. Oh, now I've really got it in for this stupid story and this hero. What kind of crap is this anyway? I don't even want to read anymore. I let it fall to the ground.
"Die, Cassie, die!" I say then take Backbiter and shove the sharp tip right into Cassie's fool head.
I made my way to the Compound rec room and consult the bookshelf. I know I'm asking for it, but boredom drives one to do things, you know? Hmm...
Big Red Tequila? Nope. Widower's Two-Step? Don't think so. The Last King of Texas? The Devil Went Down to Austin. What is it with these books today? I'm not in the mood for Wild West, okay? And, unfortunately, the bookcase doesn't seem to be giving me anything in ancient Greek. So, squint time I suppose. If I find anything...
A comic book? Sure. Whatever.
I take it out and lean back against the wall of the Compound. I open it and begin reading. I'm a bit ADD, so as time passes, I start swinging Backbiter around while I lean back and read. I'm aware that nobody's near me, so my sword isn't going to kill anyone. Accidentally, anyway. The comic book is mildly entertaining. A heroine named Cassie has taken on the name 'Wonder Girl' and is flying around doing her superheroine thing. But the more I read it, the more I start thinking that this is just the same kind of crap the gods push on the children in Camp Half-Blood. Use your powers to serve Us. Go do battle with whomever we sent you off to fight because you're always good and they're always bad. Because you're not our expendable pawn at all, you're a Hero. And Everyone wants to be a Hero. So, we'll just sit here on our duffs feeding off the fat of the land while you bust your butt and risk your life for no apparent reason. When you're dead, we'll just find a new Hero.
So my natural inclination is eventually to start rooting for the bad guys. I go through another page and roll my eyes. Olympus is actually in the story. Apparently, Wonder Girl got her powers from Zeus. Fantastic. Superb. Now I'm reading with a bit of disgust. The way everyone bows down to and respects that old tyrant sickens me. Zeus isn't that different from Kronos. They can both go to Tartarus for all I care. Then I come to the big climax. Wonder Girl is Zeus's daughter. My hand tightens on Backbiter's hilt. Oh, now I've really got it in for this stupid story and this hero. What kind of crap is this anyway? I don't even want to read anymore. I let it fall to the ground.
"Die, Cassie, die!" I say then take Backbiter and shove the sharp tip right into Cassie's fool head.
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Date: 2011-03-16 01:10 am (UTC)Now I'm alone with Cissie. I get an are-you-for-real look as I give her a annoyed shrug.
"Seriously? You're going to go off on me for sticking a sword through a comic book?"
I've done much, much worse things. Out of everything I've done, she's actually upset about the comic book?
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Date: 2011-03-16 11:05 pm (UTC)"This is a real life you're talking about here and you just treated it like it was nothing and wished death on her. How would you feel if I read something about you and wished you fried by Zeus or something like that? You wouldn't get angry?"
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Date: 2011-03-16 11:56 pm (UTC)"You'd probably do that anyway, Cissie."
I go back to leaning against the wall.
"Go find your friend. She at least wants you around."
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Date: 2011-03-17 12:34 am (UTC)She knew she had to turn around and walk away. She could feel herself lose her self-control and there wasn't any Kon who could move at super speed to save her from herself. If she took Luke on, it was just her versus him and Backbiter and really, there was no contest. If she had a weapon... but she didn't.
All the same, she didn't want to let him get away with threatening Cassie like it was nothing, like they were nothing.
"Apologize and I'll leave."
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Date: 2011-03-17 12:57 am (UTC)"Fine. I'm sorry that when I was alone I stuck my sword through a picture of your friend that I didn't know from a story I didn't even know was your world."
It was probably the best she's getting from me.
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Date: 2011-03-18 12:31 am (UTC)She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms. "Could you at least attempt to make it believable? But I guess I'm asking too much."
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Date: 2011-03-18 01:05 am (UTC)I've been annoyed with everything and everyone lately, myself included. If I take it out on the people around me, then oh well. Cissie was going to turn on me anyway. Maybe it's good to finally get it over with.
"I'll just go."