I think we need to get more comfortable with the idea that sometimes shitty, racist, homophobic, bigoted people are still incredibly talented.
I feel like every time I see a post addressing someone’s shitty behavior the post also takes the time to mention that they’re not even good at [x] anyway. And that’s just not always true? Equating being good at a skill as being morally good is just not necessary. Someone can be a fantastic writer, can have a beautiful singing voice, can create breathtaking artwork, and still be a horrible person.
I know part of this is probably just the instinct to dislike everything about a person when you dislike them, but I also think this mindset leads to people defending creatives way past where they should, because if bad people create bad art, then if this person creates art that I like and resonates with me, then they can’t be a bad person!
And you know. That’s just not true. Those two things are simply completely unconnected and I think it’d be healthier if we all started disconnecting them in our heads.
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Firstlife chapter 16
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Chapter 16
“She isn’t dead. I simply decommissioned the Shell, hit it in a spot that doesn’t damage the spirit inside. It’s a safety measure for the times a Laborer doesn’t have the strength to leave the Shell but must.” With barely a pause, he cups my cheeks and adds, “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine.” And I am. The cold-blooded murder of a Shell isn’t really a big deal in the scheme of things. “I guess she got what she deserved for eating my cake, huh?”
“The cake. That’s your main concern?”
He literally told her that the spirit was fine. Of course Ten doesn’t care about the woman who has now tried to kill her multiple times.
“Well, I gather it’s much, much harder to kill a spirit than a human.”
“Maybe I’ll be killed if I fail to sign you.”
Kind of sounds like a you problem, buddy.
So...no, I don’t believe in fate. No outside force is pulling my strings. I might have been born with a purpose, a divine destiny, but my decisions— even my indecisions—are mine. My actions—and lack of action—are mine. Because, at the end of the day, the consequences are mine alone to bear.
God: *invents free will*
Humans: *free willing it up*
God: :O
She changed her mind, because Myriad changed their stance. Truth evolves, they like to say.
[...]
Truth should remain the same, always and forever, a steady base at my feet; otherwise it was once a lie—once a lie, always a lie…
I feel like she’s kind of missing the point here.
The point isn’t so much that the truth itself shifted. The truth was always the same.
YOUR personal knowledge has grown. Evolved, as the Myriad said.
Newton discovered the concept of gravity in 1666. It’s not that gravity never existed before that; the human world simply learned something that was previously unknown. The truth EVOLVED in this instance, because now humanity had a better understanding of the world around them.
“There’s been a new development. Your mother... I’m sorry, love—”
“Love?” Killian demands.
“But she’s sick,” Archer finishes.
“Sick?” I press my hands against my stomach. “What’s wrong with her?”
A moment passes before he admits, “Baiser de la mort.”
No, no, no, no, no. “Someone poisoned her? Who? How?”
I’m sorry, but I don’t have an ounce of sympathy for a woman who sat by and watched her husband agree to let a stranger waterboard their only child.
I seriously hope that she suffers, and then she gets everything that’s coming to her. And then some.
“You’re going to see her?”
I nod.
She sighs. “This is where we part ways, then.”
I open my mouth to protest. No! We stay together. But resignation settles in and settles fast.
She was barely a character. And if you ask me, her presence has only dragged the IQ of this book down. I won’t be sorry to see her go.
“It’s safe to say you were the target of the plane crash. Someone wants you dead and plans to use your mom to draw you home.”
No fucking shit. It wouldn’t surprise me at all if the mom wasn’t even poisoned.
“You don’t know the future. I survived baiser de la mort. She can, too.”
“You survived a weakened version. She was given a full dose.”
My chin trembles, and I shake my head. “You don’t know that.”
Again, I doubt mommy dearest was even poisoned at all.
When we stop to charge the car’s battery—gas is no longer needed, thanks to the realms…
I’m going to assume that it takes way less than 2 hours to recharge the cars.
The fog vanishes in an instant. And so does the pain. Suddenly I’m weightless, and I’m falling...falling...thud.
Chapter 16 summary: Killian takes care of his two “co-workers” like it’s barely a problem; I don’t give a shit. For the next page, Killian pressures Ten to sign with Myriad. This is followed by a page of her wallowing in her indecisiveness. It’s starting to get seriously old.
Archer and Deacon show up then, and tell Ten that her mom was poisoned with the same supernatural poison that Dr. Vans had given her. She naturally wants to go to California to see her mom; the boys tell her that if neither of them sleep, they can be there in 3 days. They refuse to let her on a plane until the hit on her has been removed.
She goes back inside the cabin. Sloan tells her that she was going to wait until she turned 18 and couldn’t be controlled by her family anymore, but she’s done waiting. She’s going to go burn down her family estate now. Deacon is going with her, and she’s going to try and sleep with him now. *violently gags* So long and thanks for all the cringe. Ten gets packed up, and gets into an SUV Killian produced. Somehow.
They stop to recharge the car, and Ten and Archer go inside to both pay for the power, but also for Ten to get some snacks. Inside, Archer warns that multiple people in there are shells. At the counter, there are these electronic news scrolls. One of them is about Ten’s dad… And his apparently pregnant mistress. Ten is obviously a little upset about this, mainly because the “1 child” law only applies to women. The double standard is unreal. Archer buys the article, but says that the woman is only apparently 7 months pregnant.
As they’re leaving, a rando bumps into Ten from behind. But it’s not until they’re in the car and on the road again that she starts to feel like she’s dying… And then I think that she really does die.
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i think one of the most misunderstood and misused "therapy speak" things is I Statements.
I Statements aren't just about starting with "I feel...." they are about identifying, specifically, the emotions you're dealing with, and acknowledging your subjective experience instead of making objective claims about the other person that you can't possibly know.
"i feel like you hate me" is not an I statement. "you hate me" is not an emotion. "i feel insecure in our relationship" or "i feel vulnerable," or even "i'd like affirmation," those are I Statements. you can't just slap "i feel" before an accusatory sentence and call it good. you need to actually pay attention to the spirit of the idea too.
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Firstlife chapter 14
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Chapter 14
“Where are we?” Had the pilot gone off course?
“East Coast. New York.”
HOW.
“A battle between the realms,” Archer confirms. “My boss’s men are stopping Madame Bennett’s men from getting close to you.”
This post is in no way promoting suicide.
But, if I was Ten, I would simply off myself to be done with this bullshit. You guys can’t fucking play nice? Okay, sucks to be you. BYE.
“Even though. We’ll die to preserve your right to choose. If your choice destroys you—destroys us—so be it. And it will. Destroy us both, I mean. We’ve lost two Conduits in the past five hundred years. We have only two others. If even one is killed, we won’t have enough light to sustain our people for more than a few decades.”
Again, any society that’s that close to the brink of complete and utter collapse deserves to collapse. ANY SOCIETY. NO EXCEPTIONS.
“When he was first assigned to you, he saw you as a spoiled rich girl with a little too much crazy. Mommy and Daddy are mean to me, boo-hoo. All this torture, wah-wah.”
“Screw you both. Pain is pain, and if you’ve never been whipped or beaten or injected with poison, your opinion in this matter doesn’t mean jack.”
“I make light, because you didn’t have to go through any of it. You could have signed with us—”
So is the author going to go tell the prisoners at Guantanamo Bay that they didn’t have to be waterboarded if they’d simply given up state secrets?
“I never debate the truth. You know your answer, so grow a pair of balls and accept it. Stop wasting our time.”
I’m sorry, but if Ten hasn’t made up her mind and chosen by this point, it’s pretty obvious that she isn’t going to. The only ones wasting their time are the spirits who keep trying to convert her.
I absolutely refuse to consider he died and he’s now Fused with a newborn, that he has a new Firstlife tied to someone else.
Again, I am in no way promoting suicide.
New idea for Ten: sign with Troika. Kill yourself. Kill yourself again, no matter where you end up. Either hope for fusion and less shitty parents, or hope for literally anything better after the second death.
Nobody wins! I love this idea.
“What’s the battle about this time?”
“Myriad wants you out of our safe house.”
Maybe you shouldn’t have fucking tried to kill a literal child. Hm, you ever think about that? That your actions have consequences?
Killian is alive, and he’s outside the jellyair!
Chapter 14 summary: Archer says that they need to move, even though Ten is hurt pretty bad from the crash. They meet up with Sloan, who is in tears. She said when she went to go try and seduce the pilot, he knocked her out. But before that, he told her that he’d been paid by Myriad to crash the plane so that nobody would get Ten. Basically, if we can’t have her, then nobody should. Despite the fact that this is only convincing Ten that she doesn’t want to side with them.
They also meet up with Archer’s friend, Deacon. (Not going there.) He drives them to a safehouse, where Archer explains that Myriad cannot enter the grounds. And there’s something around them that prevents other shells from entering, even if they’re from Troika. Outside the house, Deacon is like “I don’t have any sympathy for you, you dipshit human. Waterboarding is nothing in comparison to the torture that you’ll face in purgatory. Besides, your torture was unnecessary, since all you had to do to stop it was to pick a side. Literally any side, and they would have let you go! JFC, it’s not hard! Choose!” Obviously this pisses Ten off something fierce.
A week passes, and Ten is anxious that she hasn’t received word if Killian had his seconddeath or not.
Archer offers to teach her how to fight, and she agrees. The price is a poem, but at least the narration kind of admits that the poem she offered up was beyond shitty. When they go to the training room, he finally tells her about Dior. He says that she was another girl he was assigned to; he was in love with her. She wanted to be a doctor, and to help everybody, no matter what side they were on. But not only did Killian woo her away from Troika, but he also ensured that she was actively PUNISHED in her secondlife for every Troikain life she helped save. Archer says that she’s in med school right now, and he’s trying to convince her to go to court to get that part removed, but she’d scared. Ten asks to meet her, and he says that he’ll try to arrange it.
They fight. I don’t give a shit. Killian shows up outside the protective barrier at the end of the chapter.
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