nostabbing | 004 | Goldenrod City

[It's late afternoon, it's eighty-six degrees and sunny, and here on a Goldenrod City park bench sits Parker with her hair pulled back in a ratty braid that dangles forgotten over one shoulder. She's basically commandeered the whole bench at this point, even though she's only occupying one small end of it; the rest remains wholly unusuable because it's covered in all manner of stuff, from Pokemon plushies to coin purses to potted plants to other odds and ends you might find at the prize counter of an arcade (and yes, there's a red-and-white Pokeball tucked away in there, too).

But despite the heaps of stuff (and the Poochyena in a fedora standing guard over it nearby, and the Vulpix with the diamond necklace for a collar sifting through it with interest), Parker doesn't seem particularly happy as she hangs out on the bench, silent but for the sound of the pencil scratching idly over the sketchpad propped against her knees. One word for her demeanor here might be "indifferent"; another few that could probably also fit would be "apathetic", "detached", "listless", or even just plain "bored".

Page by page, she's filling the sketchpad with drawings that, to all appearances, she couldn't care less about. Which might be more accurate a description than one might expect, really; this time, appearances aren't deceiving.

But eventually she sets the sketchpad aside, screws up her face for a ninety-second impromptu theater of Frustration: The Facial Expressions, and then reaches for her Gear to posit a burning question to the network: ]

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Hey, so.

How do you know when you like stuff?

[...What? IT'S A SERIOUS QUESTION. ಠ_ಠ ]

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This is a joke, right?

What?

There is no way someone can't figure out whether or not they like stuff. That's just stupid.

No, it's not.

It is too! Unless you literally have a part missing in your brain.

It is not.

[Ouch. Jesus, Hikaru, go right for the jugular, why don't you.]

If you're so smart then why can't you explain how to figure it out?

I can explain it. I just can't believe someone can't figure it out for themselves. It's a natural development in human beings, like walking and breathing.

So stop yakking about it and prove it.

Fine, fine.

When you do something and want to do it again. When something is entertaining, funny, pleasant, and you wouldn't mind taking time out of your day to share it with others. That's when you know you like something.

If something doesn't seem make you feel insulted, uncomfortable, or draining, you probably like it. However, that's not to be confused for feeling drained doing activities you do like. If you don't feel you wasted your time, it's likely a good thing.

If it tastes good, you like it. If eating something makes you ill and wish upon the gods of death, then that is the complete opposite of liking it.

If something makes you angry, you don't like it. So if something makes you feel the opposite of that, that's a sure fire way to know you like something.

[See, now there is an excellent walkthrough for the question at hand. Was that really so hard? A nice little guidebook for how to like stuff.

...which is great, all except for the "make you feel" part. Because, y'know. Then that begs the question of how you know if you feel something, and...

Man, this is a lot more complicated than cracking safes. How do people put up with this, anyway?]

So if you don't not like something, then that means you like it. Right?

Signs point to yes.

Huh.

[...]

Okay.

I have a feeling you need to get out more. Try some new things, play with a magic 8 ball, video games, watch some movies. Anything.

I watch movies.

...My movie-watching friend isn't here, though. Usually he picks them.

And? There's a hell of a lot of other people here. Make new friends. Surely you'll find other strange people who don't know what liking something is and then you can bond over not understanding basic human functions and such.

Edited 2013-05-17 04:12 (UTC)

FINE.

[Rude.

Consider yourself hung up upon, Hikaru. :c ]

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