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fierybluebird) wrote2012-11-17 03:22 pm
fierybluebird) wrote2012-11-17 03:22 pm
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[Video/Written] For Whom the Bell Tolls
[Marco's a little wearier than normal, his voice is composed and deadpan, but his overall amusement is clearly worn a little thin today.]
Thanks to everyone who joined in the dodgeball tournament, eh? It was a lot of fun, and if you missed out, keep an eye on the next S.O.S. Brigade event, I'm sure it'll be a blast. [ooc: It's still going on! Feel free to join in!]
My littlest brother's been taken by the Malnosso, so if anyone's still looking for New Feathers, keep an eye out for Sabo too please. Hopefully he'll be returned soon.
It got me thinking though, about a poem I found by John Donne.
For Whom the Bell Tolls
by John Donne
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manner of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
The smartest woman I've ever known said once that we're all connected here. Friends, allies, or enemies, we do all have in common that we're trapped in this enclosure together, for better or worse. It's something to think about I guess.
It's nice having a lot of books from other worlds to read, eh. Does anyone else have a favorite poem they'd like to share?
[The following is filtered from Ace 75%:]
I have a favor to ask of all the cooks in the village. Or rather, of any of the cooks in the village, or anyone interested. Ace isn't alone in having a rough time here lately, so I'd like to do something to help cheer him and the others up. Sometime before Christmas if we could all throw a feast and come together, I think it'd be good for everyone, eh? We could have cooking contests for amateurs or try new recipes or anything. Anyways, if you think it's a good idea, and you're interested, let me know.
Thanks to everyone who joined in the dodgeball tournament, eh? It was a lot of fun, and if you missed out, keep an eye on the next S.O.S. Brigade event, I'm sure it'll be a blast. [ooc: It's still going on! Feel free to join in!]
My littlest brother's been taken by the Malnosso, so if anyone's still looking for New Feathers, keep an eye out for Sabo too please. Hopefully he'll be returned soon.
It got me thinking though, about a poem I found by John Donne.
For Whom the Bell Tolls
by John Donne
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manner of thine own
Or of thine friend’s were.
Each man’s death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
The smartest woman I've ever known said once that we're all connected here. Friends, allies, or enemies, we do all have in common that we're trapped in this enclosure together, for better or worse. It's something to think about I guess.
It's nice having a lot of books from other worlds to read, eh. Does anyone else have a favorite poem they'd like to share?
[The following is filtered from Ace 75%:]
I have a favor to ask of all the cooks in the village. Or rather, of any of the cooks in the village, or anyone interested. Ace isn't alone in having a rough time here lately, so I'd like to do something to help cheer him and the others up. Sometime before Christmas if we could all throw a feast and come together, I think it'd be good for everyone, eh? We could have cooking contests for amateurs or try new recipes or anything. Anyways, if you think it's a good idea, and you're interested, let me know.
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[She squints, not really seeing the family resemblance.]
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[Really? But they're both blond! Not that Shirahoshi's family has consistent hair colors :|]
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Mm hmm! He used to come visit me in the ocean.
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Sounds like Sabo all right. He loves ocean and sailing.
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Do you think he'll be... I mean. If they took him...
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I hope so. Sometimes it's more mild than others, and hopefully they won't make him remember it.
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[Her brows furrow. How could anyone be so cruel?]
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I hope they erase it for him...
[Because those are memories she wouldn't wish on anyone.]
Er, how have you been, Marco-sama? I haven't talked to you in a long time...
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As do I.
Ah, likewise Princess. I'm all right. I had fun at dodgeball and made a new friend, and an old friend came back, eh?
How about you?
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[She's had to learn how to do dishes, man. Dishes.]
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[He's a little surprised, but he recovers quickly enough.] Seems like you're enjoying it though, eh?
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[And also she's tiny. Did she mention that? Everything is bigger than her now.]
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But you are enjoying it?
[Does he need to kick anyone?]
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[Least he can do after forgetting that the ocean might get freezing cold, jeez.]
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