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entrancelogs2013-10-04 07:34 pm
thepointisdolphins) wrote in entrancelogs2013-10-04 07:34 pm
all gone wrong
Who: Crowley and OTA
Where: The mines
When: The full event
Rating: Inevitable violence
Summary: Everything sucks.
The Story:
Crowley had always sort of wondered what it was like to be human. Never fantasized, just wondered. He liked humans well enough; they were fascinating at times, and usually incomprehensible. The idea of having that much freedom was always a bit mysterious to him. How did they even deal with having total freedom of thought and, most of the time, significant freedom of action every blessed moment of their lives?
Turns out that being human is a lot more complicated than all that. It means noticing minute differences in temperature; it means all kinds of unidentifiable aches and pains; it means easy exhaustion and having to remember to actually breathe. It means hunger, too, an incredibly unpleasant sensation that reminds him of something, though he can't remember what. Humans don't have nearly as much freedom as Crowley had thought. They're slaves to their own bodies, completely unable to control what goes on inside them. Pain feels different like this, sharper, closer. Crowley panicked a little the first time he saw his own blood.
There's also the part where humans need to go to the bathroom. Easily one of the weirdest and least dignified moments of Crowley's life.
Only his thoughts are still demon, and that's little comfort, because there are moments down here--very brief moments--when this place reminds him of Hell. Not in the grand scope of things, of course not; honestly, nothing really compares to Hell when you get right down to it. But there are moments when the mines go dark, and not in an earthly fashion. The dark becomes impenetrable, even to snake's eyes, and Crowley has to stop and wait (and breathe) until it passes. There are places like that in Hell, where you can't see anything, can't see what's coming to get you, no matter how good your eyes are.
Eventually Crowley abandons his sunglasses completely.
There's nothing to do but keep moving, keep searching for an exit or a sign of life, keep fighting off monsters and hunger and cold, keep telling himself not to reach for the firmament when he's in trouble, that he's human now; that he has to rely on a weak, uncooperative and breakable human body to survive this place. It's a lesson hard learned.
Where: The mines
When: The full event
Rating: Inevitable violence
Summary: Everything sucks.
The Story:
Crowley had always sort of wondered what it was like to be human. Never fantasized, just wondered. He liked humans well enough; they were fascinating at times, and usually incomprehensible. The idea of having that much freedom was always a bit mysterious to him. How did they even deal with having total freedom of thought and, most of the time, significant freedom of action every blessed moment of their lives?
Turns out that being human is a lot more complicated than all that. It means noticing minute differences in temperature; it means all kinds of unidentifiable aches and pains; it means easy exhaustion and having to remember to actually breathe. It means hunger, too, an incredibly unpleasant sensation that reminds him of something, though he can't remember what. Humans don't have nearly as much freedom as Crowley had thought. They're slaves to their own bodies, completely unable to control what goes on inside them. Pain feels different like this, sharper, closer. Crowley panicked a little the first time he saw his own blood.
There's also the part where humans need to go to the bathroom. Easily one of the weirdest and least dignified moments of Crowley's life.
Only his thoughts are still demon, and that's little comfort, because there are moments down here--very brief moments--when this place reminds him of Hell. Not in the grand scope of things, of course not; honestly, nothing really compares to Hell when you get right down to it. But there are moments when the mines go dark, and not in an earthly fashion. The dark becomes impenetrable, even to snake's eyes, and Crowley has to stop and wait (and breathe) until it passes. There are places like that in Hell, where you can't see anything, can't see what's coming to get you, no matter how good your eyes are.
Eventually Crowley abandons his sunglasses completely.
There's nothing to do but keep moving, keep searching for an exit or a sign of life, keep fighting off monsters and hunger and cold, keep telling himself not to reach for the firmament when he's in trouble, that he's human now; that he has to rely on a weak, uncooperative and breakable human body to survive this place. It's a lesson hard learned.