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Death of the Confused
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Death of the Confused
by Guest Sun Nov 21, 2010 9:15 pm
Jun walked along the dirt path through the thick forest twelve miles outside of the city. The trees were tall and green, sunshine breaking through what little holes were available in the skies. Rain clouds, however, ruled with strength throughout and made sure to cover up as much sunshine as possible. A heavy drizzle came from the skies, however, it was but a light drizzlein the thickened forest which seemed to stretch for miles. There were plants everywhere, flowers blooming in random patches, vines running up trees, and plenty of bushes with small flowers on them as far as the eye could see. The forest seemed perfect, all for except one thing: The human like creature dressed in all blue with a blade and umbrella in his hand.
The blade, itself, was covered and drenched in a thick, crimson fluid known to the world as blood. His clothing, mo much surprise, was rich and seemed to be foreign to such lands, and was spotless of blood. He bore a sad look on his face as he walked slowly down the path, a large pole like item wrapped in silk placed on his back, also stood over his head, just beneath the flower decorated, paper umbrella. His hair was wet, as his hat was removed and sticking out of his left pocket. His hair, which was long, black, silky, clean, and carried with the scent of kalmia flowers, flowed down to his mid-back and lifted, ever so lightly, with each calm, slow, striding step he took. He seemed sad, yet one would also say that he carried an emotionless look upon his face aswell.
The path soon began to thicken up, turning into mud as more rain fell through onto the dirt. In which he tried to take calmer steps to keep the mud from splashing, and avoid getting his shoes to dirty. His calm, black eyes focused on the ground, rather than what was ahead of him, however, they would look over at the blood drenched blade from time to time. The blood would drip from the blade after each third step, and this made him seem paranoid, or perhaps annoyed, but in all actuality, he felt very little to nothing, having been forced to commit the ultimate sin of taking ones life and sending a soul to the netherworld without permission from the heavens, nor being responsible enough to bury the bodies. The images of death flashed through his mind over and over, the blood and mutilated carcasses placed all over the ground, staining the beauty of the forest.
He understood very little, and even less about the situation, and the weather... It became blank to him. His surroundings were also missing through his eyes. He was just walking through a white space... Walking forever... He cheard nothing but the screams of pain ring in his ears continuously. He finally came back to reality and stopped where he was, staring only at the path ahead that turned into a fork, splitting off into two diffrent directions. There were only three decisions available for him: Left, Right, or Straight. He decided to take the left path, which was still as beautiful as the path next to it, however, there was a slight difference, the path on the right and ahead showed signs of life in which he shared a common sense with: a heartbeat. He diverted from that path, afraid that he would take another life, and didn't yet deserve to walk amongst the living. Such a solemn figure walking during times of war like this must be insane... But had insanity finally become the sanity that all were looking for in times like this?
The blade, itself, was covered and drenched in a thick, crimson fluid known to the world as blood. His clothing, mo much surprise, was rich and seemed to be foreign to such lands, and was spotless of blood. He bore a sad look on his face as he walked slowly down the path, a large pole like item wrapped in silk placed on his back, also stood over his head, just beneath the flower decorated, paper umbrella. His hair was wet, as his hat was removed and sticking out of his left pocket. His hair, which was long, black, silky, clean, and carried with the scent of kalmia flowers, flowed down to his mid-back and lifted, ever so lightly, with each calm, slow, striding step he took. He seemed sad, yet one would also say that he carried an emotionless look upon his face aswell.
The path soon began to thicken up, turning into mud as more rain fell through onto the dirt. In which he tried to take calmer steps to keep the mud from splashing, and avoid getting his shoes to dirty. His calm, black eyes focused on the ground, rather than what was ahead of him, however, they would look over at the blood drenched blade from time to time. The blood would drip from the blade after each third step, and this made him seem paranoid, or perhaps annoyed, but in all actuality, he felt very little to nothing, having been forced to commit the ultimate sin of taking ones life and sending a soul to the netherworld without permission from the heavens, nor being responsible enough to bury the bodies. The images of death flashed through his mind over and over, the blood and mutilated carcasses placed all over the ground, staining the beauty of the forest.
He understood very little, and even less about the situation, and the weather... It became blank to him. His surroundings were also missing through his eyes. He was just walking through a white space... Walking forever... He cheard nothing but the screams of pain ring in his ears continuously. He finally came back to reality and stopped where he was, staring only at the path ahead that turned into a fork, splitting off into two diffrent directions. There were only three decisions available for him: Left, Right, or Straight. He decided to take the left path, which was still as beautiful as the path next to it, however, there was a slight difference, the path on the right and ahead showed signs of life in which he shared a common sense with: a heartbeat. He diverted from that path, afraid that he would take another life, and didn't yet deserve to walk amongst the living. Such a solemn figure walking during times of war like this must be insane... But had insanity finally become the sanity that all were looking for in times like this?
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Sun Nov 21, 2010 9:49 pm
The rain was something Zaraki liked quite a bit the feel of the cool water falling down onto his skin then rolling along it sent shivers down his body each time. He especially liked the rain for it wiped away most scents within the air, humans had made things quite dirty with their existence and the air was one of the dirtiest things. The stagnant stench was painful to bear day in and day out, but when it rained such things were washed away like a dream when one awoke. The forest was quiet the animals within had all gotten within their homes and hunkered down until it was done with it's seemingly endless fall. It was a slight disappointment as Zaraki liked animals more then anything to him an animal's life was worth more then a human, this might be due to the fact that he had seen the worst in people or maybe it was that he himself was part animal being a chimera. Who could tell not even Zaraki knew the true answer that, as he walked along the dirt path within the forest he began to notice small droplets of something red on the ground. Wondering what it could be he knelt down and poked it with his finger the sticky red substance was known to Zaraki quite well blood. And from the looks of the blood it was fairly new of course it could still be sticky and wet due to the rain but Zaraki didn't think that was the case at all.
As he stood from his kneeling position his full features could be seen, Zaraki's appearance is consistent with most humans except for a few minor details of course, his ears are elongated to the point were most would stare ending in a sharp point. The other very noticeable and odd thing about Zaraki is from the back of his head/skull two large horns like a ram sprout out and curl around on each side of his head. Beyond these two features not much else separates Zaraki from humans his skin while a bit pale is no different, nor are his teeth or eyes changed in any way shape or form. His eyes are a golden/yellow color that often seem to stare through whatever he is looking at, His hair hangs down almost to his shoulders and is a pale white color that seems to have a mind of it's own looking wild and ruffled most of the time. On his hips he wears two knives of unique design better known as trench knives.
Around his neck Zaraki wears three necklaces, one is a collar like black piece of metal wrapped directly around his throat, the second is a loose fitting necklace of obsidian beads that rest just above his collarbones, the third is the lowest of all a black strong necklace which holds three golden beads varying in size and to top it off between them lay two golden wings. On his shoulders Zaraki wears to metal pieces of armor like shoulder pads for football players but much stronger and heavier to most they seem like fashion accessories but they are quite useful in combat for Zaraki and have the shape of ram horns engraved into them. His torso is covered in a very loose red short sleeved shirt that has under hand black sleeves, where the ends are actually covered in arm bracelets they are gold with symbols engraved into them. His wrists are also covered with bracelets these being less constricting mostly black with a gold center that jangle every time he moves. His pants are a mere white cotton loose fitting for comfort and movement that he tucks into his boots, his boots are custom made to fit him and strap around his shins so they never move unless he wants them to.
He decided he had nothing better to do so he would follow the small trail of blood perhaps it would be an eventful day after all he thought to himself. As he walked for a few more minutes he came upon a fork in the road, now he was presented with a choice. He could choose to go right towards humanity and away from the blood but of course what fun would that be he thought, or he could go left and follow the blood down the left path and figure out what it was. He chose left naturally his sense of curiosity overwhelmed him after a few more minutes of following the trail he saw a figure dressed in blue. He seemed to be walking along with a blade in his hand and that Zaraki saw was where the blood was dripping from, he was a bit confused who would openly carry a bloody blade like that he wondered. And now he was going to find out as he walked behind the figure slowly and calmly not a noise to be heard from him. "Now we present a conundrum" he said suddenly in his casual soft tone "here in a society where murder is unacceptable there seems to be a man carrying a bloody blade". "What is all the more odd is that this person seems to walk like a zombie lifeless without the resolution to live" he said without pausing to take a breath he continued. "But if this person were to be a zombie would they carry a weapon? I think not therefore I conclude that the person is not a zombie but indeed a living being my confusion still stays though". "Why does a living being walk like someone who has no life I wonder could it be the supposed excuse they have lost the will to live, and feel they should die in atonement? such a silly reason but it is known to happen". He still spoke in that same casual tone no hint of sadistic intent or harassment of the person before him it was like he was speaking to a class and expecting answers.
"Now I wonder maybe he is insane perhaps he lost his mind, another pitiful excuse I mean how can one lose something like that? it seems the most likely case is murder". "Maybe he killed someone and now regrets it in which case he was never meant to be a killer he was meant to be a sheep like many of the other people that live today conforming to societies rules". He said with a hint of playfulness in his voice "of course he has technically broken the rules so that would not make him a sheep then again he is not a killer so what is he I ask?" he left the question hanging in the air between himself and the figure who walked so lifelessly.
As he stood from his kneeling position his full features could be seen, Zaraki's appearance is consistent with most humans except for a few minor details of course, his ears are elongated to the point were most would stare ending in a sharp point. The other very noticeable and odd thing about Zaraki is from the back of his head/skull two large horns like a ram sprout out and curl around on each side of his head. Beyond these two features not much else separates Zaraki from humans his skin while a bit pale is no different, nor are his teeth or eyes changed in any way shape or form. His eyes are a golden/yellow color that often seem to stare through whatever he is looking at, His hair hangs down almost to his shoulders and is a pale white color that seems to have a mind of it's own looking wild and ruffled most of the time. On his hips he wears two knives of unique design better known as trench knives.
Around his neck Zaraki wears three necklaces, one is a collar like black piece of metal wrapped directly around his throat, the second is a loose fitting necklace of obsidian beads that rest just above his collarbones, the third is the lowest of all a black strong necklace which holds three golden beads varying in size and to top it off between them lay two golden wings. On his shoulders Zaraki wears to metal pieces of armor like shoulder pads for football players but much stronger and heavier to most they seem like fashion accessories but they are quite useful in combat for Zaraki and have the shape of ram horns engraved into them. His torso is covered in a very loose red short sleeved shirt that has under hand black sleeves, where the ends are actually covered in arm bracelets they are gold with symbols engraved into them. His wrists are also covered with bracelets these being less constricting mostly black with a gold center that jangle every time he moves. His pants are a mere white cotton loose fitting for comfort and movement that he tucks into his boots, his boots are custom made to fit him and strap around his shins so they never move unless he wants them to.
He decided he had nothing better to do so he would follow the small trail of blood perhaps it would be an eventful day after all he thought to himself. As he walked for a few more minutes he came upon a fork in the road, now he was presented with a choice. He could choose to go right towards humanity and away from the blood but of course what fun would that be he thought, or he could go left and follow the blood down the left path and figure out what it was. He chose left naturally his sense of curiosity overwhelmed him after a few more minutes of following the trail he saw a figure dressed in blue. He seemed to be walking along with a blade in his hand and that Zaraki saw was where the blood was dripping from, he was a bit confused who would openly carry a bloody blade like that he wondered. And now he was going to find out as he walked behind the figure slowly and calmly not a noise to be heard from him. "Now we present a conundrum" he said suddenly in his casual soft tone "here in a society where murder is unacceptable there seems to be a man carrying a bloody blade". "What is all the more odd is that this person seems to walk like a zombie lifeless without the resolution to live" he said without pausing to take a breath he continued. "But if this person were to be a zombie would they carry a weapon? I think not therefore I conclude that the person is not a zombie but indeed a living being my confusion still stays though". "Why does a living being walk like someone who has no life I wonder could it be the supposed excuse they have lost the will to live, and feel they should die in atonement? such a silly reason but it is known to happen". He still spoke in that same casual tone no hint of sadistic intent or harassment of the person before him it was like he was speaking to a class and expecting answers.
"Now I wonder maybe he is insane perhaps he lost his mind, another pitiful excuse I mean how can one lose something like that? it seems the most likely case is murder". "Maybe he killed someone and now regrets it in which case he was never meant to be a killer he was meant to be a sheep like many of the other people that live today conforming to societies rules". He said with a hint of playfulness in his voice "of course he has technically broken the rules so that would not make him a sheep then again he is not a killer so what is he I ask?" he left the question hanging in the air between himself and the figure who walked so lifelessly.
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Sun Nov 21, 2010 10:10 pm
Jun continued to walk without a purpose, his striding steps growing smaller and smaller. The crimson colored blood continued to drop to the ground as he walked down the muddied path, however, his walk was interrupted by a voice from behind. Jun, however, made no movement to seem as if he was frightened, nor dared to look back. No, he instead sat there, listening to the man go on and on, his voice droning on throughout the still air, mixing with the sound of water droplets making physical contact with the surroundings. Jun's senses were slowly coming back to him, and after listening to the man, he had found an answer to his actions. He had ot violated the Tao, but had rather made another balance in chaos and justice that was defiled by the existence of ma and humanity. He slowly arose his head, revealing his facial features to anything ahead of him. His eyes were no longer black, but rather a dark green, and his skin seemed lightly tanned and smoother than the petal from one of the many flower petals that surrounded the two lone figures that stood upon the beauty of nature. He spoke after listening to the speech and ountless number of questions presented to him by the enigmatic creature behind him.
"He is a balancer of the Tao, a Blue Dragon who stains his claws only t restore balance and order in the name of the Tao and her beautiful creations known to many as Earth, Nature, and Creature. And who is this to speak of humans in such depth to know the mind of another and to believe he understands the full compacity in which man can truly understand and function in accordance to the workings of the mind?"
His voice was as feminine as his gentle facial features were, making him seem more like a woman than a man, however, that would be hard to judge since it was impossible to tell whether or not he had breast without stripping his clothing. He turned back slowly and stared directly into the eyes of the creature behind him. It was neither man nor beast, but rather a mixture of the two, which made Jun only wonder what man had done to unbalance the purity of the Tao. This creature was known to Jun only as a Chimarae, and no other name yet. He would ormally present his name, but he was more intriguided in his choice of words and his reaction to this strange character in the reply he gave the figure. He had never spoen in such strictness and directness about the Tao, or had he ever confronted a character with such stern responses either.
He slendered his eyes slightly, yet his face remained emotionless. His eyes seemed to follow every curve, every feature, and every article of clothing the figure wore. This enigma had dressed in clothing meant for a warrior, and it was a surprise to see one in Amestris dress in the times of a feudal era such as the figure was. The modernzation of Amestris often led figures to dress according to the current time period, tossing aside the past cultures of the state, along with its history. He had rarely met one who would dress in such a fashion as to bring back symbolism from the feudal era of Amestris, or any other state for tha matter. He, however, decided not to make any comments about the clothing of the hybrid, and instead focused more on a response, in which he patiently awaited, from the character before him.
"He is a balancer of the Tao, a Blue Dragon who stains his claws only t restore balance and order in the name of the Tao and her beautiful creations known to many as Earth, Nature, and Creature. And who is this to speak of humans in such depth to know the mind of another and to believe he understands the full compacity in which man can truly understand and function in accordance to the workings of the mind?"
His voice was as feminine as his gentle facial features were, making him seem more like a woman than a man, however, that would be hard to judge since it was impossible to tell whether or not he had breast without stripping his clothing. He turned back slowly and stared directly into the eyes of the creature behind him. It was neither man nor beast, but rather a mixture of the two, which made Jun only wonder what man had done to unbalance the purity of the Tao. This creature was known to Jun only as a Chimarae, and no other name yet. He would ormally present his name, but he was more intriguided in his choice of words and his reaction to this strange character in the reply he gave the figure. He had never spoen in such strictness and directness about the Tao, or had he ever confronted a character with such stern responses either.
He slendered his eyes slightly, yet his face remained emotionless. His eyes seemed to follow every curve, every feature, and every article of clothing the figure wore. This enigma had dressed in clothing meant for a warrior, and it was a surprise to see one in Amestris dress in the times of a feudal era such as the figure was. The modernzation of Amestris often led figures to dress according to the current time period, tossing aside the past cultures of the state, along with its history. He had rarely met one who would dress in such a fashion as to bring back symbolism from the feudal era of Amestris, or any other state for tha matter. He, however, decided not to make any comments about the clothing of the hybrid, and instead focused more on a response, in which he patiently awaited, from the character before him.
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Sun Nov 21, 2010 10:45 pm
Zaraki grinned as the man began to speak he had snapped out of whatever problem had been bothering him. Seemed like he was trying to justify his actions by declaring himself some kind of holy dragon of the tao which Zaraki had never heard of, then again religious things were wasted on Zaraki. Religion was something that the weak needed to lean on something that allowed them to be right in their own mind, it had claimed more lives then anything else in this world and would continue to do so as long as it exists in this world he knew. Zaraki had to admit the man's answer was a bit amusing to call himself a dragon that stained his claws only when he needed to was amusing in it's own way. The man did have a rather soft voice for a male but Zaraki could tell easily by the way he walked among other little things he could see it was rather easy for him to tell the difference. As the man looked into his eyes as he turned around Zaraki never blinked his golden yellow eyes dug into the man almost as if Zaraki were looking right through him. It was not Zaraki's intent to seem like this in truth he looked at everything like this. he was trying to see if this thing or being would last longer then him. His thoughts turned towards where would this thing or person be after Zaraki was dead and gone, would he still live or would he be a corpse in the ground before his death.
Thoughts like these constantly ran through Zaraki's mind endlessly forming more questions that formed more questions for him to answer some he could and others he could not. As the man finished the small introduction of himself and ending it with a question towards Zaraki he felt it would be rude not to answer and the last thing he wanted to be was rude so he would answer. Of course it would be in his cryptic and questioning way as always for if he didn't speak like that he wouldn't find conversations amusing. "Well call me Ares a dragon he says? well I must say in all my travels I can't say I have had the pleasure of meeting a dragon of Tao then again I don't know what Tao is so not really a surprise". He said in a soft playful tone "I can't say I truly believe you to be a dragon though I could have sworn dragons were much bigger among other things". "Not calling you a liar of course but it seems to me you might be over exaggerating yourself quite a bit, I mean you don't look like a dragon you don't breathe fire like a dragon". "You look like a human, you act like a human although that is up for debate I suppose one cannot truly classify a single personality towards being human now can they for each human is different what do you think about that?" He asked in that same casual tone. These questions were random and something that Zaraki merely spit out at will as he found the answers he could find were often amusing even if only a bit.
"Now as to knowing the thoughts of another person well that is quite simple when most people don't even know what they are truly thinking". "After a main thought could merely be a screen for a much more complex thought trapped within the subconscious of the person who is thinking something else entirely". "All I do is think what they might be thinking and project it as another person thinking it to better understand the person that is thinking what I am saying that they were thinking do you understand?". He asked calmly like this rant was completely normal and to Zaraki it was something that he could do all day, to him everything he had just said made complete sense to others he might just seem insane. "And as for the workings of the mind well that is hardly difficult to understand, after all most people only use ten percent of their true potential physically and mentally". "To understand all of it would be quite difficult but a mere ten percent is easy, as most people are driven by the same basic thing survival and rules". "Rules which almost everyone has is okay but rules within a society cause people to conform into something less then themselves they become mere sheep". "Something the one's who made up the rules can gain from easily by telling them one thing, they listen and give in letting the rule makers run things". "Which in turn takes their freedom from them without them even understanding it is truly gone, like religion a thing that strive to weaken and take away things from those who bother to believe in it".
He spoke quickly and eloquently like a scholar yet his words were like that of a madman that people would shy away from. The questions he asked could be answered and not answered at the same time they were something that made you look into yourself to find the answer and some would be shocked to find that the answer they thought was right was actually wrong. Some may fine they are a worse person then they thought, maybe they were weaker willed then the others around them and just gave in and became sheep as this man had said. Zaraki began to wonder if the man in front of him would merely deem him to be a mad monster and leave it wouldn't have surprised him. Though he would be disappointed he had hoped this person would be more thoughtful and philosophical then the other peon sheep that listened to whatever the rule makers said. That grin had never left his face and the words never stuttered it was true what they said some people were born with a silver tounge and Zaraki was one of them. "Now I wonder do you understand the words I have been speaking or were you lost in the fact that I speak utter nonsense to those who are sheep?" he asked in that overly calm yet playful tone of his.
Thoughts like these constantly ran through Zaraki's mind endlessly forming more questions that formed more questions for him to answer some he could and others he could not. As the man finished the small introduction of himself and ending it with a question towards Zaraki he felt it would be rude not to answer and the last thing he wanted to be was rude so he would answer. Of course it would be in his cryptic and questioning way as always for if he didn't speak like that he wouldn't find conversations amusing. "Well call me Ares a dragon he says? well I must say in all my travels I can't say I have had the pleasure of meeting a dragon of Tao then again I don't know what Tao is so not really a surprise". He said in a soft playful tone "I can't say I truly believe you to be a dragon though I could have sworn dragons were much bigger among other things". "Not calling you a liar of course but it seems to me you might be over exaggerating yourself quite a bit, I mean you don't look like a dragon you don't breathe fire like a dragon". "You look like a human, you act like a human although that is up for debate I suppose one cannot truly classify a single personality towards being human now can they for each human is different what do you think about that?" He asked in that same casual tone. These questions were random and something that Zaraki merely spit out at will as he found the answers he could find were often amusing even if only a bit.
"Now as to knowing the thoughts of another person well that is quite simple when most people don't even know what they are truly thinking". "After a main thought could merely be a screen for a much more complex thought trapped within the subconscious of the person who is thinking something else entirely". "All I do is think what they might be thinking and project it as another person thinking it to better understand the person that is thinking what I am saying that they were thinking do you understand?". He asked calmly like this rant was completely normal and to Zaraki it was something that he could do all day, to him everything he had just said made complete sense to others he might just seem insane. "And as for the workings of the mind well that is hardly difficult to understand, after all most people only use ten percent of their true potential physically and mentally". "To understand all of it would be quite difficult but a mere ten percent is easy, as most people are driven by the same basic thing survival and rules". "Rules which almost everyone has is okay but rules within a society cause people to conform into something less then themselves they become mere sheep". "Something the one's who made up the rules can gain from easily by telling them one thing, they listen and give in letting the rule makers run things". "Which in turn takes their freedom from them without them even understanding it is truly gone, like religion a thing that strive to weaken and take away things from those who bother to believe in it".
He spoke quickly and eloquently like a scholar yet his words were like that of a madman that people would shy away from. The questions he asked could be answered and not answered at the same time they were something that made you look into yourself to find the answer and some would be shocked to find that the answer they thought was right was actually wrong. Some may fine they are a worse person then they thought, maybe they were weaker willed then the others around them and just gave in and became sheep as this man had said. Zaraki began to wonder if the man in front of him would merely deem him to be a mad monster and leave it wouldn't have surprised him. Though he would be disappointed he had hoped this person would be more thoughtful and philosophical then the other peon sheep that listened to whatever the rule makers said. That grin had never left his face and the words never stuttered it was true what they said some people were born with a silver tounge and Zaraki was one of them. "Now I wonder do you understand the words I have been speaking or were you lost in the fact that I speak utter nonsense to those who are sheep?" he asked in that overly calm yet playful tone of his.
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Sun Nov 21, 2010 11:17 pm
Jun disliked the term in which this figure known as Ares used to portray humans, for he was not only slandering huamnity, but sheep aswell. He made a slight sigh, for this man had such knowledge, yet no wisdom and no 'true' answer to any questions that he asks others. He chuckled slightly, and simply slashed his sword, the blades disappearing faster than the eye could track. He sighed slightly and looked back into the eyes of the enigma before him, his calm, hidden smile disturbing to those uneducated of the mind who understand less of which they speak on a daily basis. He slid the flute in his hands into his shirt and returned his full attention to the man before him. The blades on his hips caught his eyes and he suddenly understood the reason in which why this man spoke as if he had an understanding of the world, yet he held no true knowledge at all.
"You keep reffering to humans as sheep... Why? What are so special about sheep that they meet within comparison standards of humans. The brain of a human i far more complex than that of a sheep, is it not? You say that man commonly uses only ten percent of their brain, but tell me, why do you continue to only use five percent of yours? You strive to understand the workings of the mind, yet you haven't even unlocked half of the potential you are capable of at average standards. You speak without purpose, and without a strong basis in which to have your statements comply with facts. You lack in uderstanding the depth of the mind along with knowing the true strength of man. You say that man limits themself with rules, which holds them back from using the full potiential of their brain, ne? Well, earlier you said that those who are mentally insane are wrong for having 'lost their mind' when such is near impossible to do, desu ne? Yet, you just contradict what you say earlier, for your comment on the insane states that they have used, if not half, every percent of mental strength they have.And sheep... Do you refer humans to them because of the common thought that they follow where they are to be lead?"
The words escaping the lips of Jun were pure logic and filled with questions that rivaled that of the hybrid. He seemed calm and calculating, his voice monotonous and feminine at the sametime, almost contradicting itself as were the words of the creature before him. His dark green eyes gazed into that of Ares', almost as if he was looking right at the brain of the man. He traced the speech pattern of the figure, along with his movements as he spoke. He didn't seem like Taoist priest when he spoke with such logic and knowledge, however, that is because most are straight forward and derive all religious figures to be blank of the term knowledge. However, through the eyes of Jun, Taoism was truly just the base of logic, being a more spiritual form of science in which one could find logic in spirituality. It was not a religion, but more of a study to him.
"Sheep are born not as followers, but as sheep with animal instincts. They are simply led to follow orders when they are forced to succumb to those who have more strength. So when you refer to humans as sheep, shouldn't you clarify it to those who elect their leaders, and instead have the leaders be clarafied as what they are: Humans. Your words contradict themself and make your words seem like more babble than they do fact. And your lack of knowledge is great i a sense of observation. You say I am not a dragon, however, may I ask if you have ever seen a dragon? You say that dragos breathe fire, but isn't that all based from fairytales your mother read to you as a child? Even if you hadn't had a mother, that is still a theory led for you to believe so by man, correct? You refer to them as followers, but seeing as how you do not differ from them, wouldn't you, yourself, be considered a follower? You say that dragos are big, yet I have yet to of seen one human show me proof of the existence of dragons. So can I exist? Am I but a figment of your imagination?"
Jun's words made perfect sense and were cold and seemed to be directed right at fatal points in the debate presented by the figure. This cobversation was becoming heated in only a matter of seconds. Despite all these questions and comments, Jun kept his composure, and his speech kept its same tone all the way through to his last question. He had made valid points, and had eve downtalked the man without full intention to harm the man emotonally. It was just a question with no true answer that he forced upon the enigma know as Ares, before him.
"You keep reffering to humans as sheep... Why? What are so special about sheep that they meet within comparison standards of humans. The brain of a human i far more complex than that of a sheep, is it not? You say that man commonly uses only ten percent of their brain, but tell me, why do you continue to only use five percent of yours? You strive to understand the workings of the mind, yet you haven't even unlocked half of the potential you are capable of at average standards. You speak without purpose, and without a strong basis in which to have your statements comply with facts. You lack in uderstanding the depth of the mind along with knowing the true strength of man. You say that man limits themself with rules, which holds them back from using the full potiential of their brain, ne? Well, earlier you said that those who are mentally insane are wrong for having 'lost their mind' when such is near impossible to do, desu ne? Yet, you just contradict what you say earlier, for your comment on the insane states that they have used, if not half, every percent of mental strength they have.And sheep... Do you refer humans to them because of the common thought that they follow where they are to be lead?"
The words escaping the lips of Jun were pure logic and filled with questions that rivaled that of the hybrid. He seemed calm and calculating, his voice monotonous and feminine at the sametime, almost contradicting itself as were the words of the creature before him. His dark green eyes gazed into that of Ares', almost as if he was looking right at the brain of the man. He traced the speech pattern of the figure, along with his movements as he spoke. He didn't seem like Taoist priest when he spoke with such logic and knowledge, however, that is because most are straight forward and derive all religious figures to be blank of the term knowledge. However, through the eyes of Jun, Taoism was truly just the base of logic, being a more spiritual form of science in which one could find logic in spirituality. It was not a religion, but more of a study to him.
"Sheep are born not as followers, but as sheep with animal instincts. They are simply led to follow orders when they are forced to succumb to those who have more strength. So when you refer to humans as sheep, shouldn't you clarify it to those who elect their leaders, and instead have the leaders be clarafied as what they are: Humans. Your words contradict themself and make your words seem like more babble than they do fact. And your lack of knowledge is great i a sense of observation. You say I am not a dragon, however, may I ask if you have ever seen a dragon? You say that dragos breathe fire, but isn't that all based from fairytales your mother read to you as a child? Even if you hadn't had a mother, that is still a theory led for you to believe so by man, correct? You refer to them as followers, but seeing as how you do not differ from them, wouldn't you, yourself, be considered a follower? You say that dragos are big, yet I have yet to of seen one human show me proof of the existence of dragons. So can I exist? Am I but a figment of your imagination?"
Jun's words made perfect sense and were cold and seemed to be directed right at fatal points in the debate presented by the figure. This cobversation was becoming heated in only a matter of seconds. Despite all these questions and comments, Jun kept his composure, and his speech kept its same tone all the way through to his last question. He had made valid points, and had eve downtalked the man without full intention to harm the man emotonally. It was just a question with no true answer that he forced upon the enigma know as Ares, before him.
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Mon Nov 22, 2010 3:21 am
Zaraki laughed it was a loud and melodic sound that seemed to caress the ears of whoever heard it, this man was the most amusing person Zaraki had the pleasure of meeting in a long time. He did not merely sit there and look dumbfounded by Zaraki’s twisted logic, nay he actually turned it around on Zaraki himself. He questioned Zaraki’s way of thinking and threw in some of his own logic with his thinking, he was observant and very smart Zaraki could see it was something that anyone could see especially Zaraki. His thoughts clashed and raced through his mind like a wildfire in a forest which had seen no water for many day, each thought bore new thoughts which in turn created more thoughts rushing through like an unstoppable force within the mind. “First I must say Mr. Dragon” he said happily with that same casual tone “you are without a doubt the most amusing person I have run into along my travels so far, and yes that is a compliment so try not to take offense to it please”. Zaraki had found out early on in life one must be sure to say the right things to people or they often took offense, he wasn’t sure why after all someone out there in the wide world was not going to like you but why should you care. Of course he was not like most people he lacked certain emotions that others seemed to find so important love, trust, compassion these things Zaraki found useless to him.
“Now to answer one of your many questions the first will be the sheep reference, I have to I do hold a slight favoritism to sheep in general this I can’t lie about but my comparison is not far off Mr. Dragon”. “For you see humans like sheep move where they are led this is quite true while an ugly truth it is, it is a truth nonetheless but not only in that way you see when a sheep is attacked the other sheep do what? they baa and flee leaving their brethren behind to die”. “This is quite similar to humans who will watch their own kind be murdered for the simplest of things, this is also a fact as I have seen it many times not the best thing to witness I suppose”. He said calmly still like all this was nothing to him it was nothing new to explain Zaraki had lost faith in humanity after witnessing the atrocities they were willing to commit against one another without hesitation. “And as for the human brain it is hardly far more complex then the human’s a sheep can tell when a storm or earthquake will strike a sheep can survive without the help of others”. “Leave the average human in the middle of the wild and they will die a sheep will survive animals are far smarter then most believe them to be, a dog can understand human language yet a human cannot understand the dog so which is dumber Mr. Dragon?”. “And as for your assumption that I believe I use over ten percent of my brain that would be rather arrogant of me to think, I am no more then a rock on the path of life something that if moved or if I disappear the world will never notice”. “Man has a strength indeed something that no one person can truly comprehend but most unfortunately, cannot use it for good rather they use it to take what they wish”. “To understand the mind of another is near impossible the best anyone can do is guess as such there is no correct answer to any question because everyone may think something different”.
“Now to answer the quote your trying to use against me about the insane, that is quite wrong I merely pointed out that the insane has broken the rules of society and refused to conform”. “This of course does not necessarily mean that they have ascended above the ten percent brain capacity, it just means that they have refused to let someone else run their lives like the majority of the people allow these days”. “The losing their mind to me is not wrong it is merely an excuse those who say they broke mentally and killed someone are lying”. “They just gave into the primal instincts that yelled within them they took what they wanted, it is a rather simple form of greed they took what they wanted when they wanted and blamed something else to get out of the problem”. “As for MY purpose I have none this is entirely true I suppose if I ever had one it was to get others to ask questions as you have been doing Mr. Dragon of course my purpose would have been a failed one”. “Unlike you most people would have listen to me and considered me a madman and merely walked away letting my words drift away from their thoughts but there are a few like you who choose to really listen”. His words melded together and formed a theory that clearly showed his lack of faith in humanity, yet he held no resentment or disappointment towards their race he merely expected nothing from them and felt they should expect the same of him. “As for a dragon well yes I have seen a few of course they were not the mythical beings they were merely komodo dragons not very impressive I must say”. “And indeed the mythical beings heard in fairytales called dragons do breathe fire yet in reality they do not, and to be honest I would like to believe dragons somewhere do truly exist and do breathe fire that would be delightful to see”. He said in that playful tone as he smiled at the man calmly, he had used logic and his own hope although he doubted he would ever see a real dragon but he felt the need to mention it.
“And as you should realize I am not like them at all one I am not human as well anyone with eyes should be able to see, two I don’t follow rules of any kind not even my own as well I don’t have any”. He said with a light laugh “I don’t consider myself better or worse then humans but I am not like them, at one point I was but now it is not so”. “In my eyes there is no leader there never should be people should coexist without anger or killing, but it is within human nature to destroy and kill for petty things it will always be so”. “As such I follow no rules and no one while at the same time I don’t try and impose my will on others, even though occasionally I try to see things from their perspective but that is difficult for me I must admit”. Zaraki wondered if the man would claim him to be hypocritical in which case he wouldn’t be far from the truth, Zaraki might tell someone to follow their heart yet he would not do the same he was someone who would say one thing and possibly do another. The answer from the man would be quite interesting to hear he thought, perhaps they would become rivals in philosophy Zaraki being the one who considers man inept in anything and everything. And the blue dragon being the one who considers man’s potential worth being more then their collective flaws, of course he knew everything had it’s flaws for if it did not then it would be perfect and there was no such thing as perfect in this world.
“Now to answer one of your many questions the first will be the sheep reference, I have to I do hold a slight favoritism to sheep in general this I can’t lie about but my comparison is not far off Mr. Dragon”. “For you see humans like sheep move where they are led this is quite true while an ugly truth it is, it is a truth nonetheless but not only in that way you see when a sheep is attacked the other sheep do what? they baa and flee leaving their brethren behind to die”. “This is quite similar to humans who will watch their own kind be murdered for the simplest of things, this is also a fact as I have seen it many times not the best thing to witness I suppose”. He said calmly still like all this was nothing to him it was nothing new to explain Zaraki had lost faith in humanity after witnessing the atrocities they were willing to commit against one another without hesitation. “And as for the human brain it is hardly far more complex then the human’s a sheep can tell when a storm or earthquake will strike a sheep can survive without the help of others”. “Leave the average human in the middle of the wild and they will die a sheep will survive animals are far smarter then most believe them to be, a dog can understand human language yet a human cannot understand the dog so which is dumber Mr. Dragon?”. “And as for your assumption that I believe I use over ten percent of my brain that would be rather arrogant of me to think, I am no more then a rock on the path of life something that if moved or if I disappear the world will never notice”. “Man has a strength indeed something that no one person can truly comprehend but most unfortunately, cannot use it for good rather they use it to take what they wish”. “To understand the mind of another is near impossible the best anyone can do is guess as such there is no correct answer to any question because everyone may think something different”.
“Now to answer the quote your trying to use against me about the insane, that is quite wrong I merely pointed out that the insane has broken the rules of society and refused to conform”. “This of course does not necessarily mean that they have ascended above the ten percent brain capacity, it just means that they have refused to let someone else run their lives like the majority of the people allow these days”. “The losing their mind to me is not wrong it is merely an excuse those who say they broke mentally and killed someone are lying”. “They just gave into the primal instincts that yelled within them they took what they wanted, it is a rather simple form of greed they took what they wanted when they wanted and blamed something else to get out of the problem”. “As for MY purpose I have none this is entirely true I suppose if I ever had one it was to get others to ask questions as you have been doing Mr. Dragon of course my purpose would have been a failed one”. “Unlike you most people would have listen to me and considered me a madman and merely walked away letting my words drift away from their thoughts but there are a few like you who choose to really listen”. His words melded together and formed a theory that clearly showed his lack of faith in humanity, yet he held no resentment or disappointment towards their race he merely expected nothing from them and felt they should expect the same of him. “As for a dragon well yes I have seen a few of course they were not the mythical beings they were merely komodo dragons not very impressive I must say”. “And indeed the mythical beings heard in fairytales called dragons do breathe fire yet in reality they do not, and to be honest I would like to believe dragons somewhere do truly exist and do breathe fire that would be delightful to see”. He said in that playful tone as he smiled at the man calmly, he had used logic and his own hope although he doubted he would ever see a real dragon but he felt the need to mention it.
“And as you should realize I am not like them at all one I am not human as well anyone with eyes should be able to see, two I don’t follow rules of any kind not even my own as well I don’t have any”. He said with a light laugh “I don’t consider myself better or worse then humans but I am not like them, at one point I was but now it is not so”. “In my eyes there is no leader there never should be people should coexist without anger or killing, but it is within human nature to destroy and kill for petty things it will always be so”. “As such I follow no rules and no one while at the same time I don’t try and impose my will on others, even though occasionally I try to see things from their perspective but that is difficult for me I must admit”. Zaraki wondered if the man would claim him to be hypocritical in which case he wouldn’t be far from the truth, Zaraki might tell someone to follow their heart yet he would not do the same he was someone who would say one thing and possibly do another. The answer from the man would be quite interesting to hear he thought, perhaps they would become rivals in philosophy Zaraki being the one who considers man inept in anything and everything. And the blue dragon being the one who considers man’s potential worth being more then their collective flaws, of course he knew everything had it’s flaws for if it did not then it would be perfect and there was no such thing as perfect in this world.
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Mon Nov 22, 2010 6:05 pm
Jun let off a light scoff mixed with a light chuckle before he looked over at a tree. The rain around them began to get heavier, pounding down on the ground, the creature that stood before him, known as Ares, and his umbrella. Jun took i a slight breath, enjoying the beuaty and purified scent and clean air of nature. He was rather calm and peaceful, smiling for the first time in the entire conversation. He had... Lightened up, in a way. He calmly walked over to a tree and kicked one foot upon it before he, skillfully, leapt up the tree in two steps of a hop. He landed on a branch gently and sat down on a dry spot, watching Ares closely. It had never occured to him that Taoism stressed logic more than the belief itself. He began to see things in a new light, suddenly discovering the unexpected... Maybe he was unbalanced.
"You say that man are sheep, but all sheep are born with the natural instinct to lead, not follow. Sheep are tamed to follow, just as man is tamed to obey. Those who have gone insane, as you say, disobey rules and claim an illness to the mind to live by their own rules... But are those who hallucinate moving and obeying their own rules? No, they are simply following rules in which are placed before them by sight. To say that the insane strive to stay away from social standards and want only to follow their rules is wrong, indirect, and a complete opinion, but has not many facts to support it. Of course, one who has not yet suffered from the mind losing control to function and act independently can not fully comprehend such a problem, nor can see the unlimited possibilities and answers to said problems. You, my friend, see only one straight path, searching only for the flaws and not for something more... complex."
Jun started to see things in a broader range, seeing the way that uman and nature balanced itself to make things equal and logical. His dark green eyes rested gently on the figure from above, but soon drifted off to the skies and watched the rain fall down heavily and break apart on the ground. His new associate lacked insight and created statements all based on mere opinion, rather than facts. In doing so, this led Jun to piece together smaller opinions that were built on facts to bring them together and present even stroger based facts and logical points of view. He seemed more like a contemplating genius that debated for a living, when in all reality, he was but a mere beggar working for the Xingese military. He soon began to speak again, his feminine voice more soothing, and lighter than before.
"You are exactly like humans, underestimating all those who oppose you and question your own strength, limiting yourself in those around you. Did you know that man is perfect? As one, sure there are many flaws, but the number of accomplishments that can be achieved by man is far greater than imaginable. The shear force of man is great, but the assets that humans have, when brough together, can create the perfect being. The smart, the strong, the brave, the wise, if all were to come together, then man would be unstoppable. Unfortunately, man is divided because of nature around them. They ae like the elements of earth, constantly opposing eachother, for without oppisition, there can be no balance. Man needs leaders not because they need rules, but because they need balance between community and nature, and to establish balance amongst one another. Man, however, sees a need for all to conform to exist in peace, however, for all of man to conform, is to bring the downfall and extinction of all of human nature."
Jun soke with confidence, pride, and logical points. His voice and opinion was never undettered from his theory, and his hypothesis always seemed to have a base set of facts and theoies presented by others. His social science was indeed on a high level. Perhaps he had met aother philosopher who had, indeed, been mislead by the Zypher of Discord. He sighed slightly, plucking a single flower from one of the tree branches and smelling the scent of evanescence...
"And komodo dragons are not actually labeled as dragons, but rather amphibious creatures who share many similarities to the alligator and crocodile, therefore, the title 'dragon' just comes from their size, for the word dragon usually refers to a large amphibious like creature. So, in all due respect, your beliefs in the term of 'komodo dragon' are mislead and wrong. The title 'dragon' is nothing but just a nickname given to yet another creation that man finds amusing..."
"You say that man are sheep, but all sheep are born with the natural instinct to lead, not follow. Sheep are tamed to follow, just as man is tamed to obey. Those who have gone insane, as you say, disobey rules and claim an illness to the mind to live by their own rules... But are those who hallucinate moving and obeying their own rules? No, they are simply following rules in which are placed before them by sight. To say that the insane strive to stay away from social standards and want only to follow their rules is wrong, indirect, and a complete opinion, but has not many facts to support it. Of course, one who has not yet suffered from the mind losing control to function and act independently can not fully comprehend such a problem, nor can see the unlimited possibilities and answers to said problems. You, my friend, see only one straight path, searching only for the flaws and not for something more... complex."
Jun started to see things in a broader range, seeing the way that uman and nature balanced itself to make things equal and logical. His dark green eyes rested gently on the figure from above, but soon drifted off to the skies and watched the rain fall down heavily and break apart on the ground. His new associate lacked insight and created statements all based on mere opinion, rather than facts. In doing so, this led Jun to piece together smaller opinions that were built on facts to bring them together and present even stroger based facts and logical points of view. He seemed more like a contemplating genius that debated for a living, when in all reality, he was but a mere beggar working for the Xingese military. He soon began to speak again, his feminine voice more soothing, and lighter than before.
"You are exactly like humans, underestimating all those who oppose you and question your own strength, limiting yourself in those around you. Did you know that man is perfect? As one, sure there are many flaws, but the number of accomplishments that can be achieved by man is far greater than imaginable. The shear force of man is great, but the assets that humans have, when brough together, can create the perfect being. The smart, the strong, the brave, the wise, if all were to come together, then man would be unstoppable. Unfortunately, man is divided because of nature around them. They ae like the elements of earth, constantly opposing eachother, for without oppisition, there can be no balance. Man needs leaders not because they need rules, but because they need balance between community and nature, and to establish balance amongst one another. Man, however, sees a need for all to conform to exist in peace, however, for all of man to conform, is to bring the downfall and extinction of all of human nature."
Jun soke with confidence, pride, and logical points. His voice and opinion was never undettered from his theory, and his hypothesis always seemed to have a base set of facts and theoies presented by others. His social science was indeed on a high level. Perhaps he had met aother philosopher who had, indeed, been mislead by the Zypher of Discord. He sighed slightly, plucking a single flower from one of the tree branches and smelling the scent of evanescence...
"And komodo dragons are not actually labeled as dragons, but rather amphibious creatures who share many similarities to the alligator and crocodile, therefore, the title 'dragon' just comes from their size, for the word dragon usually refers to a large amphibious like creature. So, in all due respect, your beliefs in the term of 'komodo dragon' are mislead and wrong. The title 'dragon' is nothing but just a nickname given to yet another creation that man finds amusing..."
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Tue Nov 23, 2010 9:28 pm
Zaraki laughed again but this time it was darker more of a laugh that was aimed at mocking a person rather then uplifting. This person was so naive Zaraki thought to himself he believed things in a sense that made no sense, sheep born to lead? what a silly idea animals were born to survive not lead. He believed there was a deeper meaning to things when there wasn't, it was quite a sight to see a person like him who still existed in this world. "Sheep are not born to lead nor is any animal not even man sure they can take control if they are strong but this is not what they were born to do". "Most animals coexist with one another quite peacefully without one having to rule the other, even cats and dogs which are considered enemies by most people can get along". "Animals do not feel the need to be in charge sure some kill each other to be the leader in such circles like wolves, but often the leaders are protector's mainly not someone who command the rest to do what they wish". "Humans on the other had do not elect their leaders whether they believe they have or not, a leader is chosen not by the people but those of a higher position and they merely make it seem the people have chosen as it is seen time and time again". "Man does not have the capacity to improve they do not wish to they repeat the same mistakes, never choosing to learn from them". "As such my reasoning which is built on history and facts itself is quite logically the closest to being right, humans will destroy themselves before they ascend to a higher level of thought". He said in a sad like tone his faith long gone which was clearly shown in his statements.
"As for the insane whose to say that they follow their own rules? I mean only the insane can truly understand or think that they understand what they are doing". "The insane are a hard bunch to read one second they can be perfectly happy the next they could be raving mad with foam at their mouths". "Quite honestly most of the time the insane don't even know they have lost their mind you might call them insane and they would harshly deny it". "Most of the time it is better to get them before they grow paranoid even when nothing is happening, if you get them before they suspect you can end it without an incident of a nasty nature". "Those are never pretty to see believe me but again on their rules I have no answer they could follow a set of rules that society doesn't understand or maybe it'se just gibberish I am not insane so I wouldn't know". He spoke calmly still after all it was merely a discussion there was no need to get worked up over it as some would have done in all actuality Zaraki was finding it to be quite entertaining. It had been a very long time since Zaraki had a real debate or conversation with someone, and it was made more fun by the simple fact that the person was actually sharp witted.
"And to my utter dismay I must say you are quite correct I do search for flaws as they are so much easier to find, although flaws can be considered opinions while you believe humanity to be perfect as a whole I do not". "Perfection is nonexistent as it can never be formed due to opinions actually, everyone in the world could believe humans are perfect but merely because I don't think it is so then it isn't". "Perfection can never exist for this very reason no one thing can be considered perfect as everyone thinks differently". "It is simply impossible as even if it were perfect to all humans it might not be to animals or nature itself perfection is something humanity made up to have something to strive towards". "Which is not a problem each person or being has something they strive towards whether it is the intention of perfection or just living for another day". Zaraki sat on the ground now feeling the cool grass soak into his clothes although he didn't mind, the coolness of the water was nice although the water spot on his bottom might not be so much. "Your a much better person then myself you search for the answers that best suit the questions, I search for the answers that fit easiest within my heart if I have one". He laughed lightly as he looked into the air seeing the tree's wet the light glistening in the droplets of water that still fell down "I am a rather morbid person at times I just realized".
Zaraki scrunched his face together in a mock annoyed face and pointed a finger at the man in the tree accusingly, "you made me this way! spoiling my flaw searching and telling me the truth of komodo dragons". He said in a joking tone "though in truth I have enjoyed this debate it has been too long since someone has talked to me like a person instead of a monster". He said the word monster softly as he fell onto his back in the wet grass sighing at the feeling as it soaked into all of his clothes now, at least the bottom wouldn't have the only wet spot he thought to himself as he lay back with a slight smile on his face.
"As for the insane whose to say that they follow their own rules? I mean only the insane can truly understand or think that they understand what they are doing". "The insane are a hard bunch to read one second they can be perfectly happy the next they could be raving mad with foam at their mouths". "Quite honestly most of the time the insane don't even know they have lost their mind you might call them insane and they would harshly deny it". "Most of the time it is better to get them before they grow paranoid even when nothing is happening, if you get them before they suspect you can end it without an incident of a nasty nature". "Those are never pretty to see believe me but again on their rules I have no answer they could follow a set of rules that society doesn't understand or maybe it'se just gibberish I am not insane so I wouldn't know". He spoke calmly still after all it was merely a discussion there was no need to get worked up over it as some would have done in all actuality Zaraki was finding it to be quite entertaining. It had been a very long time since Zaraki had a real debate or conversation with someone, and it was made more fun by the simple fact that the person was actually sharp witted.
"And to my utter dismay I must say you are quite correct I do search for flaws as they are so much easier to find, although flaws can be considered opinions while you believe humanity to be perfect as a whole I do not". "Perfection is nonexistent as it can never be formed due to opinions actually, everyone in the world could believe humans are perfect but merely because I don't think it is so then it isn't". "Perfection can never exist for this very reason no one thing can be considered perfect as everyone thinks differently". "It is simply impossible as even if it were perfect to all humans it might not be to animals or nature itself perfection is something humanity made up to have something to strive towards". "Which is not a problem each person or being has something they strive towards whether it is the intention of perfection or just living for another day". Zaraki sat on the ground now feeling the cool grass soak into his clothes although he didn't mind, the coolness of the water was nice although the water spot on his bottom might not be so much. "Your a much better person then myself you search for the answers that best suit the questions, I search for the answers that fit easiest within my heart if I have one". He laughed lightly as he looked into the air seeing the tree's wet the light glistening in the droplets of water that still fell down "I am a rather morbid person at times I just realized".
Zaraki scrunched his face together in a mock annoyed face and pointed a finger at the man in the tree accusingly, "you made me this way! spoiling my flaw searching and telling me the truth of komodo dragons". He said in a joking tone "though in truth I have enjoyed this debate it has been too long since someone has talked to me like a person instead of a monster". He said the word monster softly as he fell onto his back in the wet grass sighing at the feeling as it soaked into all of his clothes now, at least the bottom wouldn't have the only wet spot he thought to himself as he lay back with a slight smile on his face.
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Re: Death of the Confused
by Guest Tue Nov 30, 2010 10:18 pm
Jun sighed slightly as the man, once more, looked only at the obvious myths and constant opinions of others. His sight was guided, not by logic, but what he seemed to dislike the most... Humans. He must've been one of the few experiments that retained a human mind. Jun spun his umbrella by the handle, watching the flower decorations twirl before his eyes in a beuatiful, circular shape. He eyed the umbrella for a second, droplets of rain flying wildly off the umbrella as it was spun, and finally looked back over at Ares. He was, indeed, an interesting character, one who pushed another to prove themselves and face logic, whether it be good or bad. Jun listened to the many words he odd figure spoke, but payed close attention to the counter statement he made about the perfection of the human race. He decided to attack the subject of the born leaders.
"Man, animals, and even hybrids like you are all born with diffrent positions based on your features and skills. You say that nothing is born to lead, yet animals and man assemble together to stand strong against common foes. These assembled forces elect a leader. Why? Simply because they need someone who can understand a situation, act responsibly, and can provide safety for them. Which is why in every species, there is a certain lineage of families that lead an entire force for quite some time. Both humans and animals are born to survive, and to survive they must be able to lead, for none can stand alone and hope to live their life to the fullest extent."
Jun chuckled slightly, as he saw that he had finally convinced this man that some of what he spoke was a complete fact. Then it struck him. He had found something that truly would put up a fight ad tear down his opponent in words with a profound strategy and precise observation. He slendered his eyes slightly, and a smirk caught the corner of his mouth as he closed his eyes and listened to the music of nature ring throughout the land. He opened his eyes slowly, lowering his umbrella and allowing the heavy rain to pound on his smooth, fair skin as he stared into the dark grey sky with a look of happiness in his eyes. The droplets of rain were clear, clean, and rather than stinging his face, they felt more like tears rolling down his cheek. The heavens and the Earth both cried for lost figures before him, but he would help this lost man the best he could.
"What is an opinion? One could state that they favor something, or dislike another, but, in all reality, can we really say that we have a TRUE, down to heart opinion? In a small corner of our mind... How do we know that we do not object to our own words? Regretting the statements that we make, are we really able to hold and give an opinion? We only use ten percent of their brain, yet we claim to have an opinion... But if we only use ten percent, then how can we truly know what we believe ourselves?"
Jun looked down on the man, his eyes gently resting on the strange chimerae. His eyes were soft, yet emotionless, almost sad as they focused on the character before Jun, intensly. He hated words like 'monster' and other labels that were placed upon those who were different. If that were the case, then everybody would have a diffrent label, for not one person was the same.
"I talk to you like a human, for, to me, there is no such thing as human or beast... Only existence. You feel, you speak, you cry, you mourn, you live... That is enough for me. There is no need for useless labels."
"Man, animals, and even hybrids like you are all born with diffrent positions based on your features and skills. You say that nothing is born to lead, yet animals and man assemble together to stand strong against common foes. These assembled forces elect a leader. Why? Simply because they need someone who can understand a situation, act responsibly, and can provide safety for them. Which is why in every species, there is a certain lineage of families that lead an entire force for quite some time. Both humans and animals are born to survive, and to survive they must be able to lead, for none can stand alone and hope to live their life to the fullest extent."
Jun chuckled slightly, as he saw that he had finally convinced this man that some of what he spoke was a complete fact. Then it struck him. He had found something that truly would put up a fight ad tear down his opponent in words with a profound strategy and precise observation. He slendered his eyes slightly, and a smirk caught the corner of his mouth as he closed his eyes and listened to the music of nature ring throughout the land. He opened his eyes slowly, lowering his umbrella and allowing the heavy rain to pound on his smooth, fair skin as he stared into the dark grey sky with a look of happiness in his eyes. The droplets of rain were clear, clean, and rather than stinging his face, they felt more like tears rolling down his cheek. The heavens and the Earth both cried for lost figures before him, but he would help this lost man the best he could.
"What is an opinion? One could state that they favor something, or dislike another, but, in all reality, can we really say that we have a TRUE, down to heart opinion? In a small corner of our mind... How do we know that we do not object to our own words? Regretting the statements that we make, are we really able to hold and give an opinion? We only use ten percent of their brain, yet we claim to have an opinion... But if we only use ten percent, then how can we truly know what we believe ourselves?"
Jun looked down on the man, his eyes gently resting on the strange chimerae. His eyes were soft, yet emotionless, almost sad as they focused on the character before Jun, intensly. He hated words like 'monster' and other labels that were placed upon those who were different. If that were the case, then everybody would have a diffrent label, for not one person was the same.
"I talk to you like a human, for, to me, there is no such thing as human or beast... Only existence. You feel, you speak, you cry, you mourn, you live... That is enough for me. There is no need for useless labels."
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