Marco the Phoenix (
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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[ THAT'S NOT EVEN CLOSE TO A REAL THREAT considering she doesn't even sound serious. Just deadpan. But yes please don't go corrupt her boyfriend further, Marco, he's already enough of a pervert.. ]
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[Ange, Ange, don't worry. He wouldn't really corrupt Keiichi, but switching tactics might be advisable, he just hears that as a dare.]
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I guess in the end I'm doomed to be surrounded by masochists.
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Oh, Keiichi is one too then?
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Not that I'm a sadist though, let's make that clear so there won't be any misunderstandings.
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I guess you truly are surrounded by masochists then. Not that Robin is a sadist either, mind you.
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Aye, you really should, though now I'm already curious to how such a conversation would go.
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Like sleepovers. We all believe they are mystical magical things where only good things can happen and dreams come true. [Gazes off into the distance. *_* Pillow fights...]
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You guys fantasize about something like sleepovers?
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Like truth and dare and pillow fights in nighties, right?
It's okay, we can have our own sleepovers. With manly things. And nail painting. [Well you did see the post where he got Ace drunk and dressed him up, right? So there isn't much he can hide at this point...]
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Oh, of course. To not even start about all the makeouts. [ As if Ange would normally talk about makeouts, just that makes it obvious she's joking. ]
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You don't say....
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You do realise I wasn't being serious, right?
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[DRAMATICALLY FALLS TO THE GROUND!] Don't you understand a man's dreams?!
You shouldn't toy with our emotions like that!
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Sorry, but I've never had a sleepover myself, so it's just as much of a mystery to me as it is to you.
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Besides you don't know, we could have makeouts at our own sleepovers too!
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[So. Uh. There! Best revenge ever? He thinks so. And you clearly can't convince him otherwise.]
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Oh no. Whatever should I do now, clearly I'll be fantasizing about these makeouts all week.
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[He totally wins. This is also, of course, returned in deadpan, but it's pretty clear he
probably actuallymaybe believes what he's saying. Because he'sevil insanespecial.]