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May. 23rd, 2004 11:35 amYou know. I love Teena. Dearly. Like a little Sister. But she does know how to ruin a good sulk. She comes over to the response center and says I want to help.
She offered to take on being the Physical Embodiment of Chaos for the Entire Mulitverse.
Stupid bint. And I mean that in the most affectonite way.
You don't choose the Chaos, it chooses you. It was given to me by Unreality. The Heart of Chaos. I was chosen, in a way, to bear this burden. I've tried giving it up but it always comes back to me. I don't think it would stay with her. It's not magic, its a force of the universe. More like an anti-force. It's the opposite of reality. It does what it wants. It comes and goes.
I could, I imagine, shut myself off from the Chaos for a while. Try and turn myself back to what I was. Turn myself back to who I was. It might be intersting, to see how long it lasts.
She offered to take on being the Physical Embodiment of Chaos for the Entire Mulitverse.
Stupid bint. And I mean that in the most affectonite way.
You don't choose the Chaos, it chooses you. It was given to me by Unreality. The Heart of Chaos. I was chosen, in a way, to bear this burden. I've tried giving it up but it always comes back to me. I don't think it would stay with her. It's not magic, its a force of the universe. More like an anti-force. It's the opposite of reality. It does what it wants. It comes and goes.
I could, I imagine, shut myself off from the Chaos for a while. Try and turn myself back to what I was. Turn myself back to who I was. It might be intersting, to see how long it lasts.
