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hey. bumped into people around here looking for others to do stuff with, like sports, hanging out, etc. was thinking we could share what hobbies we have and maybe find people to do stuff with. or even just chat about whatever.

i visit the gym for muscle training with a friend, go running with another (who should talk about that). used to skateboard and even played soccer years ago. i know karate if anyone else does it. and a sensei who won't mind teaching if anyone's interested.

so, yeah. you into fashion, music, or just want to talk about something with people, could be fun. find out if anyone else is really into big fluffy birds called chocobos

( ooc: please mingle, share character hobbies or whatever your character wants to chatter about. no need to ask robby anything. ♡

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[ oh... depression (tm). ]

I see.
Sorry to have brought that up, if that's a painful memory for you.
What brought you out of that state of being?

it's fine. it's not like i had to answer, if i didn't feel like it.

i knew someone else who wanted to live their own life, more than anything. hearing them talk about it... it made me think about mine a little differently.

Wanted to live their own life... huh.
I think it's difficult to hear something like that without wanting to take wing. I'm glad you had a chance to hear that, at a time when you needed it the most.

things worked out, in that sense. i think everyone probably needs that kind of chance at one point or another.

I think so too.
Mm. I'm really glad.
Oh, but looping back - something you said I'm curious about: what made you dissatisfied about the way the artists in your city were pursuing art?
Perhaps a difference in opinion of style?

yeah, you could say that. i can't agree with throwing away lives to create it.

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What?

what?

[normal things in the city unfortunately]

Well, you said throwing away lives! Please tell me that's a metaphor for a new kind of, I don't know, low quality minimalism movement.
What are they doing, making paintings with blood of their enemies??

... maybe you don't actually want me to answer that.

Let me hear it all the same, because I now won't be able to stop thinking about it.
What in Teyvat do you mean? You're being serious. It isn't a metaphor.

we ran into a band of musicians who used body parts for their instruments, and considered the sounds of violence part of their music. there are restaurants in the streets of flavor where it's considered a compliment if you come in to eat, but instead the chef decides that you're better quality than their current ingredients. they don't have any regard for life-- they'll burn out their own lives just as easily as others' in pursuit of their art, and never look back or stop to think about exactly what they're doing.

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By the Lesser Lord. That's... unconscionable.
And this is simply normal? Where you are from?
This flagrant disregard for life, and the perversion of what art truly ought to stand for?
Art is a celebration of life! It isn't... whatever that means to be.

the state of the arts as they are right now is just... a caricature of the city itself, more or less. you won't really find many people doing anything about things like that, not unless they cause enough trouble.

those musicians were still satisfied with the 'performance' they put on, even though the finale was their own deaths. that's what they're like.

Look, there's poetry in self-sacrifice for the sake of art. There's even a sense of romance and artistic value, if you wanted to argue that far.
But art without respecting the sanctity of life is not meant for human beings. It evolves past what is human, is not meant to serve humans, and therefore is no longer art.
If that's the "art" where you come from, then I can't blame you for not being particularly enthused to think more about it. And you had to document this? In your library?

yeah. it was more or less something like that.

[it's an easier answer, anyway, to just agree he documented it rather than saying he killed them himself. added them to the piles of books on the fourth floor.]

i don't care much for it.

Of course you wouldn't.
You're someone who chose to live life.
Well - there won't be any of that sort of nonsense here. I can guarantee for you that the paints and watercolours that you will find in this place may be a bit on the subpar side, but they're perfectly serviceable and nobody had to lose any limbs over it.
I think.
I'll add a set of oil paints to the list.

good to know this place is a little calmer about it, at least. thanks.

and sorry about that. i guess i didn't really think about other people here being from places that aren't that way.

Why must you apologise for the way your world is? If anything, your civilisation owes you.
But I understand that feeling; I had moments like that in adjustment, too. The cultural similarities I've seen between people's stories end up accentuating the differences I've found. It's a lot to think about.
Anyway, where are you staying? I'll drop off the art supplies once I've the easel ready.

oh. good question. let me find out what the address is

[sometimes you just start living on your buddy's couch and have not needed to consider anyone coming by...

he'll send it after a few minutes though because i also don't know where exactly roland lives it's fine]

[ checking, since kaveh's met roland but also doesn't know where he lives... when he finds out he'll realise this world is tiny tbh ]

Perfect. It might take a little time, but I'll send you a message when I drop by.

works for me. just give me a heads up first, it's not really my place... figure i should warn him if he's home at the time.

Oh? Who's your roommate? Someone from your world?

yeah, roland's letting me stay with him. not sure if you've met.

[ aaaaand now the revelation hits- ]

Oh, Roland! Black suit, black dress pants, thick cotton composite capable of withstanding blunt force trauma. We've met briefly; he seems nice.
I'm glad you've each other to keep each other company. This place is a little empty when you're on your own.
I know just the thing to add to the package, then. I'll send word soon.

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mentions of dismemberment/cannibalism sorry

grips ur shoulder, im Here for this friend

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