Subject: I'm not in your position...
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Posted on: 2015-04-23 03:09:00 UTC
...and I most certainly don't know what it's like being you but I will say this: do not "live with it". Take care of yourself.
I feel bad about spouting this platitude but you really shouldn't live your life in a constant state of anger. Nobody should be subject to that.
"A horrible woman by all accounts. There is an information broker in DoI who is attempting to put together a file on her. She has had little success so far-- almost no information of the Notary exists outside of the Department of Personnel. Theory: indicative of attempts at controlling information. For what purpose? Unclear. Requires more investigation." wrote Tacitus, flicking through pages as needed. "Do you have a personal grievance against the Notary?"
Zeb shrugged. "I mean, she's rude and stuck-up enough as it is, but I'm mostly mad ather for what she did to my partner. Long story short, Rina was delirious and the Notary abandoned her in a stairwell." He shuddered. "Not a nice woman."
He paused. "This information broker, would he or she be able to look into the records of which agents have received which missions?"
"She most definitely can, but..." The Zorua's eyes narrowed. "My friend isn't without morals. She will not sell you this information if you have malicious intentions. You and your partner are the talk of the town in DoI: information on both of you has been selling particularly well. We all know what happened to you, Agent Zeb. Don't think that exacting revenge on one of ours is going to somehow make you and Agent Dives feel better."
"It's just that I have a question that I think Rina and I deserve the answer to." His fists clenched. "Why us? Why were we picked to go into Rose Potter when there must have been better-qualified, more experienced agents? Rina's been an agent for about a year and I only joined last month. I can't help but wonder why it was us."
((Last post of the night, be back in six hours.))
"So it was just a mistake," he whispered bitterly. He barked out a laugh. "I mean, I'd been wondering, but finding out what really happened?" He shook his head. "It seems like it's a cruel joke."
Zeb considered Tacitus' offer. "But I... I think... I'll pass. What's done is done. Complaining to Madam isn't going to fix what happened, is it."
Zeb's ears flattened against his skull. "I don't know... I've never done a battle without a trainer before and you're probably a lot more experienced than me..."
((Along with a crap moveset. He was a Nuzlocke Pokémon before he came to the PPC and you don't get to really pick and choose in Nuzruns.))
((He is a nasty, bullying turd. We can't have nice PPC agents all the time, can we? Gotta shake things up somehow.
And I get the feeling that you don't like DIA very much-- especially after the Notary and the Guardsman's clash at Rudi's.))
((I appreciate that they're a necessary evil, but every single one of them so far has been an unrepentant fascist. And yes, that does include the Guardsman. I'm extremely tempted to have her open up a portal into his office from the inside of this.
Also, I'm imagining a left-wing version called the Guardian and you can't stop me. =] ))
Please try to keep this discussion civil, and that includes not insulting SeaTurtle's intelligence.
And no, I'm not okay, and no, there really, really isn't. It's just something I have to live with, that's all.
I'm just words on a screen attached to a username-- that's useless to you.
You deserve so much better than this.
No. No, I think you're wrong about that last bit.
((Let's just say the outcome was not expected.))
He gave the Lucario an anxious glance. "You know, I really just got lucky with that. You would have won under normal circumstances, no doubt."
Zeb stopped short and turned to face the Lucario. "I can smell you're upset. Please, what's the matter?"
Owen could feel a Nasty Plot brewing in the back of his head but tried to keep a Calm Mind. He forced himself to breathe through his nose and keep his eyes froward. What would Victoria do? Besides not losing, you worthless failure. She'd keep calm. Be open. Learn from her mistakes. Commit seppuku.
((It's Thubder Fang, Thunder Wave, Shock Wave, and Bite. Anyway, I'm in Writing and waiting. My brother has tennis so that means I don't have to get off the computer until 7:00.))
((It would have to wait an hour and a half, but why not let the RNGsus take the reins?))
((Sure, why not. I'll be on around 7:00pm tonight. Is that fine with you?))
((We usually eat dinner around 6:00, and I'm kicked off the computer after that.))
((So: 1 mon each, no items, movesets as described, right?))
((I'm currently in the middle of nowhere getting ready to help either break in a horse or oversee some little kids' riding lessons.))
((I'm in the middle of supper in an hour and a half and then I gotta do the dishes before they pile up. I'll try to get on before 6:00.))
((And of all else fails, I can try wheedling mom to let me stay on for another ten minutes.))
((Paralysis cuts your speed by 75%.))
((Zeb TFangs after the EQ. Parahax. Second TFang. GG. While you can't count on it happening, you specifically asked if Ix wanted to include hax. =] ))
((But hax are fine-- this is the PPC after all. Laws get broken around these parts.))
Hax is just a bit of Smogon slang for effect proc chances, crits, and similarly unlikely occurrences that crop up from time to time. TFang has a 10% chance to both paralyse and flinch, hence why I brought it up.
