Grell Sutcliff (
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New Hair *sobs*
[In the quad, Grell has just returned from town, sporting a new hairstyle due to unfortunate events that singed her hair.
She's SULKING because this is the first time since entering the Shinigami Dispatch Society has she cut her hair. Trim, sure, but cut?! NEVER.]
Takes out a pocket mirror, turning her head about to and fro to access it. Sighs.]
It will require some getting used to. [SHUTS THE MIRROR] Oh, cruel Fates! I've sinned while observing the flesh of another man in HEAT, and my flames engulfed us both!
I'd only do it again! [Giggles softly.]
She's SULKING because this is the first time since entering the Shinigami Dispatch Society has she cut her hair. Trim, sure, but cut?! NEVER.]
Takes out a pocket mirror, turning her head about to and fro to access it. Sighs.]
It will require some getting used to. [SHUTS THE MIRROR] Oh, cruel Fates! I've sinned while observing the flesh of another man in HEAT, and my flames engulfed us both!
I'd only do it again! [Giggles softly.]
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Well we can teach you some of the slang then? You'd learn a few things and I'd get to enjoy some fine ass company.
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How could you turn down such a fine ass? Really now, there is no way to say no, Grell, no way to day no. We'll have to make a date to do this little lesson then. Which reminds me. There any way I can get a phone or some shit around here? I'm pretty new, so still learning the ropes and all that jazz.
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Ah, there aren't phones of that sort here. It's a moving school, you know. Never stationary. There IS the BBS system. Perhaps primitive for you, but better than nothing.
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So how about we turn around to one of my first questions. Lady Grell, mind telling me what you are? Hmm? I'm quite curious.
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Hmm~? I'm a lady. [An easy smile]
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..A lady...right... Obviously you have something to hide. [Steps closer to her, eying her up.]
Hmmmmmmmm....
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Are you being naughty~? Trying to divulge me of my secrets? I'm not sure my boyfriend would like that. [THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS PERSONAL SPACE SO BRING IT] I'd have to punish you if you are~.
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[Though, wait a tick. He raises an eyebrow.]
Punish? Don't be such a fucking tease~ It's once again getting a litt- boyfriend?
[What the fuck is a boyfriend?]
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Yes, boyfriend. A person I'm currently dating.
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[THE HORROR!]
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[Care to teach him Grell?]
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Darling, dating is when two people, who find themselves romantically attracted to each other, see each other exclusively. It can be for actual romantic feelings, or for carnal needs. My situation is a mix of both.
Depending on you, the term girlfriend or boyfriend would be applied. Each one, obviously, for a gender determined by either person in a relationship. [Note how she did NOT say for a boy or girl.] There are even times where THREE or more people date each other at the same time.
That part gets a bit murky, and should be handled with caution. Feelings get misread and HURT. It can turn ugly, in the end.
[She's not even done! Want her to continue, Tavros~?]
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[Maybe he can teach her a thing or two about quadrants then.]
[He does let her continue though, cocking an eyebrow.]
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A dance as old as time! [WISTFUL SIGH]
What does your kind do?
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Suit yourself! [He clears his throat again and begins. Don't mind how fast he speaks, it always kind of falls like water from his mouth.]
Trolls have four quadrants, or parts of their relationships. This doesn't include that friendship bullshit, this is serious stuff. These quadrants can be divided into two groups concerning negative emotions and positive emotions, and then two groups concerning platonic and sexually romantic. So if you're looking to get your rocks off, you have to look to the right ones. These ones are the concupiscent relationships. Of which there's two.
To make it easy, one if for hate and one is for pity, or rather, 'love', whatever that fucking word is. The one for pity is the red quadrant and denoted with a little pansy ass heart, and the hate quadrant is black, shown by a spade. These are extremely strong emotions mind you, but not to the point of wanting them dead, as hate might end up leading to.
Trolls need both, a lover for pity, and a lover for hate. Otherwise the drone will cull because we're not good enough to get our two proper quadrants full to fill the buckets and spawn some grubs.
The other two quadrants are pretty much there to make sure we don't do bat shit insane. They're the conciliatory ones, the two that are more or less platonic, but still fucking important. The first is the pale quadrant, aka diamond, it's for your soul mate, that mother fucker you share everything with, no lies, no poker faces, just plain ass through spewing back and forth. This person, and yourself, keeps the other in lines, making sure no one rages out and kills shit tons of blokes in some kind of blood lust rage. They help other problems too. Case in point, a friend a mine, er more of a guy I know, well, unfortunately know. His moirail is the reason he doesn't rage out and muscle us all into death itself.
The second of these platonic relationships is the ashen quadrant. It's actually has three people in it, yourself and two others. It's made of you, someone you hate in an unstable manner, i-e, it's too volatile for a proper red or black quadrant to exist, and a third person that is trying to mediate and make sure that shitty ass relationship doesn't try messing with your reproduction quadrants. You can also be the mediator yourself, shitty job though, I really don't have a lot of experience with that quadrant as a whole. [BREATH.]
Red's mate is called a matesprit, black is called your kismesis, pale is called your moirail, and ashen sharers are auspictices.
homg that was long *reads twice!*
Red: matesprit; pity lover ♥
Black: kismesis; nemesis ♠
Pale: moirail; balance ♦
Ashen: auspictices; mediator
Of course in red ink.]
Something like this? [Looks at her own work, tilting her head.] It sounds intricate when explained in such a fashion. Most humans have no rhyme or REASON to their actions. This system sounds more coherent.
[Green eyes go back to Tavros in curiosity.]
Have you managed to fill these...quadrants? Or will you need to start again?
YEP. He's not one to shy up on that kind of thing.
WELL that's a personal question. But let's just say... the people here from my timeline, are infact, from another universe so far... So my quadrants are all open babe. I'll probably get to filling them after I figure this place out.
As for my experience, hmmm, well, never had black feelings that were quadrant appropriate, though I'd love to get my hate on. I have had a matesprit, and almost a moirail. [Shrug.]
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You seemed quite hateful at the mere mention of Dave, though. [She also likes pushing buttons.] I'm sure that area can be filled easily~.
[Closes her notebook, placing it back into her bag.] Balamb is not so hard to figure out. Boring, mostly, with a LACK of fashion sense.
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NO, and don't ever fucking say that again. A kismesis is someone you hate in a certain way. I want to KILL Dave. That is completely different. [He takes a deep breath and flicks back onto a more pleasant expression.]
Balamb..? -Oh right. Yes, I haven't scoped this place out yet. I really should get on the prowl.
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My apologies for being such a distraction, darling Tavros. Believe me, it will more than likely be the most exciting part of your day~!
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