Rook
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Hmm it is 4 am and time for a radical experiment.
For now all of my forum interactions are restricted to this thread, as to counteract the time I waste on this site to a singular mode of interaction.
Strange etc etc whoopedy doo, it makes sense to me so I care little for an analysis of why this is occurring.
So the shortened version of my delightful night:
I found out that I am in fact a moral person and not the immoral opportunist I imagined myself to be.
Quite a shock for the deluded mind, that is.
I finally found a source for cheapish village-grade arak.
I went on a penniless crusade with some germans, british and one korean.
I brought beer and cigs for them as they desired to have it and I desired to walk the streets.
A very sneaky and testosterone fueled bouncer appeared from the shadows, confiscated the alcohol I had smuggled into the profitable establishment, and ignored my calm pleas towards his humanity by gently kicking me and drawing a medium sized dagger.
Interesting as this encounter was, I backed away calmly from the pointy thing, ever the intelligent coward.
Then...I sat outside, waited a long time, reunited with a loyal and misguided canine.
I waited until those that have given me money left the accursed overpriced bar, I gave them their cigs and their change, sans confiscated beer.
They were quite surprised at a human actually acting honestly and honorably, stated it thusly, and rewarded me with hedonistic materials.
I strolled around the silence of the early morning town, the dog following me, and other dogs barking a this intrusion towards their usual schedule.
All the time I pondered upon my choice, the choice I made to not use the goods I attained for others for my own fulfillment.
It was a choice that gladdened me, for it represented a belief in fairness on my part.
The dog followed me as I stealthed my way into my temporary abode, I shut the door upon it, it whined for a good while, and now I am furthering my insomnia by recounting this tail as to not forget it in the future.
In conclusion: I seem to have some morals, and this is the only place on this damned forum where I will exist from henceforth.
For now all of my forum interactions are restricted to this thread, as to counteract the time I waste on this site to a singular mode of interaction.
Strange etc etc whoopedy doo, it makes sense to me so I care little for an analysis of why this is occurring.
So the shortened version of my delightful night:
I found out that I am in fact a moral person and not the immoral opportunist I imagined myself to be.
Quite a shock for the deluded mind, that is.
I finally found a source for cheapish village-grade arak.
I went on a penniless crusade with some germans, british and one korean.
I brought beer and cigs for them as they desired to have it and I desired to walk the streets.
A very sneaky and testosterone fueled bouncer appeared from the shadows, confiscated the alcohol I had smuggled into the profitable establishment, and ignored my calm pleas towards his humanity by gently kicking me and drawing a medium sized dagger.
Interesting as this encounter was, I backed away calmly from the pointy thing, ever the intelligent coward.
Then...I sat outside, waited a long time, reunited with a loyal and misguided canine.
I waited until those that have given me money left the accursed overpriced bar, I gave them their cigs and their change, sans confiscated beer.
They were quite surprised at a human actually acting honestly and honorably, stated it thusly, and rewarded me with hedonistic materials.
I strolled around the silence of the early morning town, the dog following me, and other dogs barking a this intrusion towards their usual schedule.
All the time I pondered upon my choice, the choice I made to not use the goods I attained for others for my own fulfillment.
It was a choice that gladdened me, for it represented a belief in fairness on my part.
The dog followed me as I stealthed my way into my temporary abode, I shut the door upon it, it whined for a good while, and now I am furthering my insomnia by recounting this tail as to not forget it in the future.
In conclusion: I seem to have some morals, and this is the only place on this damned forum where I will exist from henceforth.
