Parker (
nostabbing) wrote2013-05-16 10:20 pm
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Entry tags:
- alice can has friends plzkthx,
- all the thieves in the club say yeah,
- basically the worst rocket ever,
- bored bored bored bored bored,
- failing at social conformity forever,
- learning to like stuff,
- nate the poochyena,
- noodle incidents everywhere,
- normalcy for dummies,
- parker what the hell even,
- pokemon trainer or pokemon train her,
- shenanigans forever,
- sophie the vulpix,
- surprisingly unfazed,
- there's something wrong with her,
- this seems totally legit,
- what is even happening right now,
- ▶ goldenrod city
004 | Goldenrod City | Text / Action;
[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 ]
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: ]
Hey, so.
How do you know when you like stuff?
[...What? IT'S A SERIOUS QUESTION. ಠ_ಠ ]
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Personally, it's when I feel a positive emotion just by thinking about it.
[He might need some scientific methoding to do better at this later.]
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Like what?
[Really, it's an honest question.]
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[He's an engineer not a shrink or a philosopher he doesn't know.]
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[Which would make more sense, really. But sadly doesn't explain the conundrum.]
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Fond•ness.
n.
- Liking or affection
- Strong inclination or preference
So on and so forth.
'Liking' then would be another neurological response to outside stimuli, much like other kinds of emotions.
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So if you're not having that response, does that mean you're broken?
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In the very technical sense, yes. Machines that don't work the way they're supposed to or have the wrong response to stimuli are considered broken.
Though humans very very different from machines.
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So how do you fix it? If it's a machine you just get a different part. You can't just get a different part for a person's brain.
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I don't know. I'm not an engineer for humans.
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[Just a thief. With something seriously wrong with her. :| ]
Hey. How are the babies? Did you find homes for all of them and stuff?
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There's one particular mother who wants her children released in the wild though.
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I wonder if I should do that with the one I got today. I didn't mean to win him; they just kind of gave him to me and shoved me out.
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Because I said I didn't want the psychic one.
[...Vehemently.]
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I'll need a little more context.
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I wasn't trying to win one. I just played the games and won a lot. And then I had a bunch of coins, so when I got to the counter they said I won a Pokemon, and they gave me one of those psychic fox ones. Abra. And I didn't want it, so I told them to take it back and give me my coins back, but they just gave me a different one instead.
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Which one were you looking for?
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I have one of these guys already, anyway. You know those little pink and blue dinosaur birds, Porygon? He's one of those.
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Are you sure you don't want one? They're rare.
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[More like how does she end up with two of the one he wants, really.]
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