The Insane Asylum II

This may not give Orange the same laugh as when I tried to walk on my hands, but I'm going to attempt jumping rope WHILE twirling a hoop.
 
These are quite interesting creatures. I could do some great scetches of them and then take them back to the zoo to show the people there. I think I've discovered a new spiecies.....
 
Emmett the gunslinger, from the Monologues RP thread, comes looking for Copperfox. Finding his friend here playing at being crazy, Emmett chats with him for a long time, during which he brags to Copperfox about having been socked and kicked by Trinity from "The Matrix" WITHOUT being knocked out. At last, the gunslinger brings up a question:

"Tell me, squid-boy, why DON'T you just go ahead and write a long fantasy for yourself about some female celebrity you like showing up here and being madly in love with you? Like that Irish dancer Gillian Norris that you admire so much?"

Copperfox releases a deep sigh. "What would be the point? I can enjoy writing a love story like my 'Tale of Sophia Renee' because that not ONLY expresses my own frustrated wishes, but also has merit IN ITSELF as a story that anyone can appreciate without knowing ME at all. If I conjured up Gillian Norris--or Yvonne de Carlo from a past generation--and created a make-believe love scene between her and me, what good would it do me? I desire ACTUALLY to be loved, by someone who EXISTS. Besides, if there were some lady around who felt romantic desire for ME, and whom I couldn't feel the same way for, it might be cruel of me to rub her nose in my seeming to prefer a fantasy over the genuine love she could have offered."

"Hoo-ee!" exclaims Emmett. "For someone playing Insane Asylum, you sure do get profound!"

Copperfox shrugs. "G.K. Chesterton wrote that if one truly sane man appeared among us, he would be the one who got locked up."
 
Emmett to Joe: So how come you reckon so many folks on a web community DO indulge in protracted fantasizing of themselves having romantic affairs with celebrities or fictional characters?

Joe to Emmett: I don't think any one explanation covers all of them. But there are some who, in their lives up to now, have never yet once enjoyed the love of man and woman as God meant it to be; so it's hard to fault them for using fantasy to guess at how it COULD be. As for me, I've had that love in reality, twice...and had it taken away by death, twice. I want to have it again, if God will permit me; but play-acting at having it is mighty thin soup for me. Now, if some woman and I were falling in love in reality, some kind of roleplaying between her and me could be seasoning on the steak--but only because a REAL relationship was underlying the fun. Something similar also applies to relationships OTHER than romantic ones. Once I thought I could have a good time playing at being the brother of a girl with whom I thought I was friends; but she wiped her feet on that brother-sister bond after acting for a little while as if she honestly enjoyed it.

Emmett to Joe: Now, pardner, don't get riled retroactively. As I understand, the young lady you have in mind eventually offered a right nice apology to you, after her fashion.

Joe to Emmett: You're right, she did; still, apart from the freewheeling style you and I go in for, I've about given up on roleplaying threads. ESPECIALLY as an outlet for my real-life romantic desires.

Emmett to Joe: How long you reckon you'll go on trying to find love, then? I mean in real life?

Joe to Emmett: If God lets me have my health back, AND if the United States doesn't fall under a dictatorship that's a warmup to the Antichrist regime, I plan to keep on looking--as the joke puts it--for as long as I can remember why I'm doing it.
 
*continues to make observations of the newly discovered creatures in the IA* I could write a book about this. I wonder why they like fish so much? Guess I'll just have to keep on making observations......
 
><> 1: knock knock
><> 2: who's there?
><> 1: orange
><> 2: orange who?
><> 1: ...............*pokes chalk board with fin*
><> 2: aren't you going to finish the joke?
><> 1: what joke?
><> 2: huh?....
><> 1: hey, why are we orangey gold?
><> 2: ......*pokes coffe machine* huh?...
><> 1:..I dunno...
><> 3: CABOOLA!!!
 
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