Star Trek also had a guy who rigged the Kobayashi Maru scenario so it was winnable for him. "I don't believe in the no-win scenario," right?
[They had Netflix on the surface. Pick your own things to watch, and you'll mess the recommendations up, get caught. Stick to the things on your parents' watch lists, put subtitles on, mute it. They can't even remember which episode it was (it was a movie, not an episode) or whether it was Spock or Picard or Safeway (none of the above), but they do remember the concept of the unwinnable scenario very clearly.
Probably not surprising that it would resonate with a Determined soul. Ha.]
Frisk found a way to do what I died failing to do. Frisk found a way to do it perfectly. Doesn't that prove that the right kind of person can find a way to do it right?
[Frisk's way was the better way. Asriel said so. The ones killed this way took didn't count, wouldn't start a war. Everyone's perfectly happy. Peace and prosperity will reign throughout the land. He had no regrets.
Weren't they living completely for other people when they set the Underground free? They solved the problems of everyone who beat them up. Even when they ran away, they did it with a smile on their face (and a spear embedded in their back). They were whatever people needed them to be. And... it didn't go wrong. It didn't go too far. It didn't corrupt them. They were prepared to be the future of humans and monsters, walking out of Ebbott with Mom holding their hand and the whisper in their head finally quiet.
So why did that work better? Why did everything end up perfect for them? What's - what makes them nothing alike, if they're so... why did it fail for one but not for the other?]
If you're Determined, an anomaly, a special case, whatever. If you have the resolve to change fate... do you still just have to accept that you might just have been fated to fail? How does anyone live with knowing they're born doomed?
[They're knitting faster, hands an automatic nervous flurry of stitch after stitch.]
God, I think all the time about maybe being born doomed. Like... no matter what you do, it's just going to turn out that you'll always end up hurting people. Things just... happen, right?
I'm - wowie, I'm getting way too dark for this, huh? What happened to keeping this fun?
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[They had Netflix on the surface. Pick your own things to watch, and you'll mess the recommendations up, get caught. Stick to the things on your parents' watch lists, put subtitles on, mute it. They can't even remember which episode it was (it was a movie, not an episode) or whether it was Spock or Picard or Safeway (none of the above), but they do remember the concept of the unwinnable scenario very clearly.
Probably not surprising that it would resonate with a Determined soul. Ha.]
Frisk found a way to do what I died failing to do. Frisk found a way to do it perfectly. Doesn't that prove that the right kind of person can find a way to do it right?
[Frisk's way was the better way. Asriel said so. The ones killed this way took didn't count, wouldn't start a war. Everyone's perfectly happy. Peace and prosperity will reign throughout the land. He had no regrets.
Weren't they living completely for other people when they set the Underground free? They solved the problems of everyone who beat them up. Even when they ran away, they did it with a smile on their face (and a spear embedded in their back). They were whatever people needed them to be. And... it didn't go wrong. It didn't go too far. It didn't corrupt them. They were prepared to be the future of humans and monsters, walking out of Ebbott with Mom holding their hand and the whisper in their head finally quiet.
So why did that work better? Why did everything end up perfect for them? What's - what makes them nothing alike, if they're so... why did it fail for one but not for the other?]
If you're Determined, an anomaly, a special case, whatever. If you have the resolve to change fate... do you still just have to accept that you might just have been fated to fail? How does anyone live with knowing they're born doomed?
[They're knitting faster, hands an automatic nervous flurry of stitch after stitch.]
God, I think all the time about maybe being born doomed. Like... no matter what you do, it's just going to turn out that you'll always end up hurting people. Things just... happen, right?
I'm - wowie, I'm getting way too dark for this, huh? What happened to keeping this fun?