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buywithme[Prefect starts this sales pitch with the kind of forced happiness for which he's famed!]
Comrades! Consumers! In this time of holiday cheer, it's important for us to remember what's important! And what is important, is that we have relics of our existence. Things. Things that we bought. Or that someone else bought, or things we picked up in places we paid to go visit. Things that we want. Just... things. The thing is, they aren't just things. They're not just things to anyone, they're status symbols, or badges of honor or curiosity or popularity, or they're memories of the time you bought them, the time that you wanted them desperately and loved them honestly, and let them define you, even if it's only for a few seconds, before you forget they're even there at all.
They still matter, they make you- and, and it's not just objects, Comrades, it's not just objects, it's other things as well. Objects are the best way for us to understand it, the most accessible way to really own something, but it's not just objects, it's about our bodies as well, about the tattoo you got on your butt when you and your boyfriend thought that cartoon kittens would be the "in thing" forever, and it's the holes running down the skin of your arms from when you tried suspension therapy, and it's the sick feeling you get in your stomach when you smell bananas because even though you can't remember that time when you were five years old and you ate a pot of banana lip gloss, it's still there...
[His voice drops a little so he's mumbling. Prefect appears to have forgotten that he's actually making this public.]
Stupid, like being afraid of people you know don't want to hurt you
[And it perks back up a little! For a moment, you get Factory standard happy!Prefect, before he fades back into his usual voice]
You break it, you buy it! And you bought it so long ago you don't even know why it's there, but it still is. It doesn't care whether you still want it, it's still there, it still matters. It's your scars, and you might not like it, and you might not want it, but if it just... if it just disappears then that's a piece of you disappearing, and if you can just keep disappearing piece by piece then in the end what's left of you? If you aren't even yourself anymore, then how can you belong to anything? How can you ever belong anywhere but here?
[There's a long pause, and when he speaks again his voice is sort of distant, like he's moved away from the microphone.]
This place, this place isn't about fixing us. It's just about taking away our scars.
[ooc: Prefect found Pavi's room empty, and TO HIS CREDIT, only had a few drinks from those bottles of wine he got off Paddy and Snoop all those months ago. He intended to give a rousing sales pitch here, but it descended into sulking pretty quick :c]
Comrades! Consumers! In this time of holiday cheer, it's important for us to remember what's important! And what is important, is that we have relics of our existence. Things. Things that we bought. Or that someone else bought, or things we picked up in places we paid to go visit. Things that we want. Just... things. The thing is, they aren't just things. They're not just things to anyone, they're status symbols, or badges of honor or curiosity or popularity, or they're memories of the time you bought them, the time that you wanted them desperately and loved them honestly, and let them define you, even if it's only for a few seconds, before you forget they're even there at all.
They still matter, they make you- and, and it's not just objects, Comrades, it's not just objects, it's other things as well. Objects are the best way for us to understand it, the most accessible way to really own something, but it's not just objects, it's about our bodies as well, about the tattoo you got on your butt when you and your boyfriend thought that cartoon kittens would be the "in thing" forever, and it's the holes running down the skin of your arms from when you tried suspension therapy, and it's the sick feeling you get in your stomach when you smell bananas because even though you can't remember that time when you were five years old and you ate a pot of banana lip gloss, it's still there...
[His voice drops a little so he's mumbling. Prefect appears to have forgotten that he's actually making this public.]
Stupid, like being afraid of people you know don't want to hurt you
[And it perks back up a little! For a moment, you get Factory standard happy!Prefect, before he fades back into his usual voice]
You break it, you buy it! And you bought it so long ago you don't even know why it's there, but it still is. It doesn't care whether you still want it, it's still there, it still matters. It's your scars, and you might not like it, and you might not want it, but if it just... if it just disappears then that's a piece of you disappearing, and if you can just keep disappearing piece by piece then in the end what's left of you? If you aren't even yourself anymore, then how can you belong to anything? How can you ever belong anywhere but here?
[There's a long pause, and when he speaks again his voice is sort of distant, like he's moved away from the microphone.]
This place, this place isn't about fixing us. It's just about taking away our scars.
[ooc: Prefect found Pavi's room empty, and TO HIS CREDIT, only had a few drinks from those bottles of wine he got off Paddy and Snoop all those months ago. He intended to give a rousing sales pitch here, but it descended into sulking pretty quick :c]
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Date: 2010-01-01 12:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 12:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 12:19 am (UTC)Surely I just talked about it enough.
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Date: 2010-01-01 12:21 am (UTC)Private
Date: 2010-01-01 12:24 am (UTC)If you graduate, would you change your face to how it was before you were burned?
Private
Date: 2010-01-01 12:25 am (UTC)Why do you ask?
Private - PREFECT HAS DRAWN AN UNCORRECT CONCLUSION FROM THESE FACTS.
Date: 2010-01-01 12:28 am (UTC)[Pause]
Pavi got his scars healed, and now his room is empty.
Private - OH PREFECT.
From:Private - HE'S AN IDIOT :c
From:Private - But we love him anyway. And watch as Harvey liiiiies.
From:Private - Prefect is dubious, but mostly relieved.
From:Private
From:Private - Okay to assume?
From:Private - Fine by me!
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Date: 2010-01-01 01:29 am (UTC)Do you need anything?
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Date: 2010-01-01 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 02:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 02:28 am (UTC)...Have I spoken to you before, sister?
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Date: 2010-01-01 11:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 06:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 06:30 pm (UTC)You don't seem like the sort to pass out free samples.
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Date: 2010-01-01 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-01-01 05:32 pm (UTC)Private
Date: 2010-01-01 06:22 pm (UTC)You can come and get the swords, the rings, and the paper whenever you're ready. I've not quite finished the sealing wax, but hopefully I'll be able to provide it for you soon.
Private
Date: 2010-01-01 06:24 pm (UTC)I'll visit soon. When is convenient?
I'd advise not to drink too much, if this is what only a few does to you.
Private
Date: 2010-01-01 06:26 pm (UTC)Thank you, Brother. I've been trying to cut back, lately.
Private [wanna spam or log it when he's back?]
From:Private [I would love too! Have you a preference between Spam or Log?]
From:Re: Private [Is a log okay even though I'm sometimes slow?]
From:Log is a smashing Idea! Would you mind starting it?
From:not at all
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Date: 2010-01-01 10:51 pm (UTC)Your capitalist nonsense is nonsense as always, but what has happened to you?
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Date: 2010-01-02 04:34 am (UTC)Nothing, Comrade. A slight glitch, that's all.
Your warden asked me to talk to you.
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Date: 2010-01-02 04:58 pm (UTC)Should I even ask what for?
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From:He forgot :c
From:awh. :D
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From:Private
Date: 2010-01-02 02:28 am (UTC)I'm sorry.I want to help y--Tell me if you need anything from me.
IGNORED :|
Date: 2010-01-02 04:34 am (UTC)