CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
528529 find their thoughts taking a dark turn...
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"So these are my boxes..."
"I know."
"Stop smiling. I don't smile that much!"
"You laugh like a maniac sometimes..."
"Only when no one's around."
"Well anyway, the boxes."
"So these are my boxes..."
"You rehearsed the whole speech."
"What?"
"You just said the exact same line again. You've got this all planned. You'll try to make it sound natural, but you scripted the whole thing in your head. You're so predictable."
"Stop judging me."
"Isn't that why I'm here?"
"You're here to see the boxes."
"Go on then."
"SO THESE ARE MY BOXES."
"Impressive."
"Want the tour?"
"If I say no you'll probably just go forward with the script anyway, so yes..."
"Good, follow me."
"How do we actually enter?"
"You know."
"I remember but I don't KNOW."
"Interesting. Well, just do what I do."
"Sure thing..."
"And we're inside. This is a nice box. It's for animals. I keep animals in here. Look at that kitten. Aww. I even made it so that they're fed automatically. I'd never be cruel to animals! Sometimes I come here to relax. I just watch the animals. I have two of every animal, you know. Well, much more than two of every animal. It's fun. Yes yes, I know. You think I'm just showing you this first so that you'll think I'm a good person, before we move on to some of the horrors. You're completely right. But why am I doing it? Do I want you thinking all along 'well, he can't be that bad, he's nice to animals'!? Or do I want to show you this nice fuzzy place first so that the horrors that lie ahead look even more terrible in contrast? It's an interesting question, isn't it?
Next we have the box full of women. I do not force them to have sex with me against their will. That would be evil. I've never had sex with any of them. There was one time one of them went crazy and begged me to return her reality to normal, and started performing a sex act on me to get me to do so. I only let it last a minute before I stopped her. I'd never take advantage like that. Well, should I explain the set-up? All the originals don't age. Their children do. They have to watch their children age and die again and again. Some say that's cruel. I say they should stop getting pregnant! I had to make the immortal men to keep them company. I am not a cruel person. I have no need for these immortal men yet I let them exist. Of course, I've taken their mortality away sometimes, in fits of jealousy. Some have died. Some have grown old. But there's still some immortal men in their. I am not cruel. Why do I let the children age and die? Over population!
This box is interesting because it isn't just one box. It's two! One contained a race of sentient machines. The other a race of organics who started a jihad against sentient machines in their own world. I watched both worlds develop, proud of them. Then I smashed them together. Why? Just did. What difference does it make? I have destroyed hundreds of boxes. I'll destroy hundreds more. Create more. Everything ends, everything begins. It's no big deal. Their war is a lot of fun. Neither side has a clear advantage. And I won't interfere! How great am I?
I'm joking, of course. I'm horrible. Here is the proof. The box os scum. Everyone who ever wrong me in life. Being tortured. Forever. I forget what most of them did. Not most. All. I don't even know why I'm doing this. But this is the longest running box of all. And I will never destroy it. I know that. I know.
So what do you think?"
"I think you're evil."
"Yes, me too. I thought you'd have an interesting new perspective or something."
"Why would I? I'm you. An identical clone you created so you'd have someone to talk to."
"I need someone who understands!"
"I don't understand. I look at this...I remember doing it all...but I don't understand."
"I don't think I do either."
"I really want to kill you and take your place thinking that I'll do a better job."
"Yes. I wonder how many times that has happened before?"
"I think sometimes I kill the clone first."
"I'm the original, not you."
"Yes yes...memories and all that. Sometimes you kill me first. But I think I'd be better. I'm newer. My brain has your memories and strangeness...but it's new. It's not as degraded. It's just recreated your degredations. But in a new brain. I'm new. I'll be better."
"Well one thing's for sure, we don't last long together."
"No. We can never stand looking at each other for long."
"To the death then?"
"We could just squash all the boxes together. Forget this ever happened. End the suffering of all those inside."
"We never do that."
"I wonder why not."
"I hate myself so much."
"To the death then."
"You're smiling again."
"So are you."
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528529 realised that the creator was tempting them with control of bubble realities and warned themself not to go down that hideous path.
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"So these are my boxes..."
"I know."
"Stop smiling. I don't smile that much!"
"You laugh like a maniac sometimes..."
"Only when no one's around."
"Well anyway, the boxes."
"So these are my boxes..."
"You rehearsed the whole speech."
"What?"
"You just said the exact same line again. You've got this all planned. You'll try to make it sound natural, but you scripted the whole thing in your head. You're so predictable."
"Stop judging me."
"Isn't that why I'm here?"
"You're here to see the boxes."
"Go on then."
"SO THESE ARE MY BOXES."
"Impressive."
"Want the tour?"
"If I say no you'll probably just go forward with the script anyway, so yes..."
"Good, follow me."
"How do we actually enter?"
"You know."
"I remember but I don't KNOW."
"Interesting. Well, just do what I do."
"Sure thing..."
"And we're inside. This is a nice box. It's for animals. I keep animals in here. Look at that kitten. Aww. I even made it so that they're fed automatically. I'd never be cruel to animals! Sometimes I come here to relax. I just watch the animals. I have two of every animal, you know. Well, much more than two of every animal. It's fun. Yes yes, I know. You think I'm just showing you this first so that you'll think I'm a good person, before we move on to some of the horrors. You're completely right. But why am I doing it? Do I want you thinking all along 'well, he can't be that bad, he's nice to animals'!? Or do I want to show you this nice fuzzy place first so that the horrors that lie ahead look even more terrible in contrast? It's an interesting question, isn't it?
Next we have the box full of women. I do not force them to have sex with me against their will. That would be evil. I've never had sex with any of them. There was one time one of them went crazy and begged me to return her reality to normal, and started performing a sex act on me to get me to do so. I only let it last a minute before I stopped her. I'd never take advantage like that. Well, should I explain the set-up? All the originals don't age. Their children do. They have to watch their children age and die again and again. Some say that's cruel. I say they should stop getting pregnant! I had to make the immortal men to keep them company. I am not a cruel person. I have no need for these immortal men yet I let them exist. Of course, I've taken their mortality away sometimes, in fits of jealousy. Some have died. Some have grown old. But there's still some immortal men in their. I am not cruel. Why do I let the children age and die? Over population!
This box is interesting because it isn't just one box. It's two! One contained a race of sentient machines. The other a race of organics who started a jihad against sentient machines in their own world. I watched both worlds develop, proud of them. Then I smashed them together. Why? Just did. What difference does it make? I have destroyed hundreds of boxes. I'll destroy hundreds more. Create more. Everything ends, everything begins. It's no big deal. Their war is a lot of fun. Neither side has a clear advantage. And I won't interfere! How great am I?
I'm joking, of course. I'm horrible. Here is the proof. The box os scum. Everyone who ever wrong me in life. Being tortured. Forever. I forget what most of them did. Not most. All. I don't even know why I'm doing this. But this is the longest running box of all. And I will never destroy it. I know that. I know.
So what do you think?"
"I think you're evil."
"Yes, me too. I thought you'd have an interesting new perspective or something."
"Why would I? I'm you. An identical clone you created so you'd have someone to talk to."
"I need someone who understands!"
"I don't understand. I look at this...I remember doing it all...but I don't understand."
"I don't think I do either."
"I really want to kill you and take your place thinking that I'll do a better job."
"Yes. I wonder how many times that has happened before?"
"I think sometimes I kill the clone first."
"I'm the original, not you."
"Yes yes...memories and all that. Sometimes you kill me first. But I think I'd be better. I'm newer. My brain has your memories and strangeness...but it's new. It's not as degraded. It's just recreated your degredations. But in a new brain. I'm new. I'll be better."
"Well one thing's for sure, we don't last long together."
"No. We can never stand looking at each other for long."
"To the death then?"
"We could just squash all the boxes together. Forget this ever happened. End the suffering of all those inside."
"We never do that."
"I wonder why not."
"I hate myself so much."
"To the death then."
"You're smiling again."
"So are you."
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528529 realised that the creator was tempting them with control of bubble realities and warned themself not to go down that hideous path.