[Video/Written] For Whom the Bell Tolls

[fierybluebird]

[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.

Comments

[entreats]

[ Yes, exactly, she knows what you're up to, Marco.. so she just deadpans to the first half. ]

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. ]

[fierybluebird]

[It's too late. He got a nosebleed. Now look what you've done.]

You don't say....

[entreats]

[ .. MARCO, WHY... ]

You do realise I wasn't being serious, right?

[fierybluebird]

What do you mean you were kidding?

[DRAMATICALLY FALLS TO THE GROUND!] Don't you understand a man's dreams?!

You shouldn't toy with our emotions like that!

[entreats]

[ Keiichi and Marco are starting to seem more and more like each other at this rate.. she swears it's something he could've said, honestly. ]

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.

1/2

[fierybluebird]

It's too late! You've confirmed the idea that makeouts happen and I'm never letting it escape.

Besides you don't know, we could have makeouts at our own sleepovers too!

2/2

[fierybluebird]

And I'm not telling you whether it's a lie or not. Even if you don't care.

[So. Uh. There! Best revenge ever? He thinks so. And you clearly can't convince him otherwise.]

[entreats]

[ Yes, that's assuming she cares about those makeouts!! But it's okay, she can go along with this in her own deadpan way. ]

Oh no. Whatever should I do now, clearly I'll be fantasizing about these makeouts all week.

[fierybluebird]

I knew it! Ahahahaha! TAKE THAT!

[He totally wins. This is also, of course, returned in deadpan, but it's pretty clear he probably actually maybe believes what he's saying. Because he's evil insane special.]