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calling_net2016-08-17 10:12 pm
disjunct) wrote in calling_net2016-08-17 10:12 pm
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[CALL | Video | un: monokuma ]
[ A stuffed animal sits center of the screen.
The room he's in harbors just a chair, and looks isolated enough to be an interrogation room, if not for the dusty slats above him pouring in some light. It's a basement somewhere remote, but nonetheless, he seems to wave at the camera. However, his motor functions seem limited. ]
Hello! Good evening! Good morning! Whichever one you're feeling right now.
[ A slight, curious cock of the head. Once again, the mechanics seem off... and the voice doesn't seem to be coming from the stuffed animal. Someone is speaking for him behind the camera. ]
I think the best way to get to know everybody is to toss out a fun little icebreaker! Lesser-known facts! No one likes being the shut-in at a party. So...
[ "He" clears his throat. ]
Do you know what they did in Paris in the 19th century?
Oh, they definitely painted a lot of paintings and baked a lot of bread. But I mean... for fun?
Back in those days, 'fun' would count a lot on how much money you had. But resourceful Parisians could find it in other ways. For free. There was a once-of-a-lifetime opportunity that anyone in the city could get a ticket punched into! To be the star, or the audience. That's right! I'm talking about...
[ A brief pause. ]
... The morgue!
You see, life was so boring back then that people would line up to walk through the morgue just to see who croaked last night! The more grisly the victim, the more people came to visit!
People were excited to try and recognize the victims! Of course, this was originally just so people had access to claim the deceased, but it was a theater attraction of its own!
Upupupu...! Can you imagine if you didn't have the things you had today, what you'd resort to for fun?
The gawking joy that it brought people... but still, we slow down for car crashes today, don't we?
Hmm...
Do you think humans are really different from back then? From the public executions, to the public display of bodies, to the now?
I wonder about it a lot. I can't say I know for sure, because I am a bear. Would anyone like to try and guess?
The room he's in harbors just a chair, and looks isolated enough to be an interrogation room, if not for the dusty slats above him pouring in some light. It's a basement somewhere remote, but nonetheless, he seems to wave at the camera. However, his motor functions seem limited. ]
Hello! Good evening! Good morning! Whichever one you're feeling right now.
[ A slight, curious cock of the head. Once again, the mechanics seem off... and the voice doesn't seem to be coming from the stuffed animal. Someone is speaking for him behind the camera. ]
I think the best way to get to know everybody is to toss out a fun little icebreaker! Lesser-known facts! No one likes being the shut-in at a party. So...
[ "He" clears his throat. ]
Do you know what they did in Paris in the 19th century?
Oh, they definitely painted a lot of paintings and baked a lot of bread. But I mean... for fun?
Back in those days, 'fun' would count a lot on how much money you had. But resourceful Parisians could find it in other ways. For free. There was a once-of-a-lifetime opportunity that anyone in the city could get a ticket punched into! To be the star, or the audience. That's right! I'm talking about...
[ A brief pause. ]
... The morgue!
You see, life was so boring back then that people would line up to walk through the morgue just to see who croaked last night! The more grisly the victim, the more people came to visit!
People were excited to try and recognize the victims! Of course, this was originally just so people had access to claim the deceased, but it was a theater attraction of its own!
Upupupu...! Can you imagine if you didn't have the things you had today, what you'd resort to for fun?
The gawking joy that it brought people... but still, we slow down for car crashes today, don't we?
Hmm...
Do you think humans are really different from back then? From the public executions, to the public display of bodies, to the now?
I wonder about it a lot. I can't say I know for sure, because I am a bear. Would anyone like to try and guess?
[1/2; probably a bad idea to let them talk]
Never denied it. Anyone who thinks human beings are inhetently good is naive, that's basic.
...?
[But there's a bit of a lapse in logic there, like she's fishing for certain answers... but hr'll take the bait, he isn't so different and cruelty excites him too.]
Hm, I think it's fear of it happening to them. And disgust. But when it happens to someone else, it's having control over that idea and fear. But it's also a thrill to witness violence, you know? Gives you an adrenaline rush, excites you. Makes you feel alive. Same reason why the people who love rollercoasters enjoy them. Feeling your stomach drop, senses heightened, some sort of instinctual... something takes over.