It's true. The capitalistic society that rewards those of the many millions while oppresses those who struggle to support them.
Yes, "left on read". You know, when you read a message that someone has left you but don't respond to them after a couple of hours or even days? When it goes even longer than that, it's ghosting.
[ they seem to laugh at the last point made. hah. ghosting. ]
There are much faster ways to communicate with people where I'm from. We have cellphones, and those computers I mentioned earlier can provide of instant messaging as well as e-mails.
[ a gesture with their hand as to be looking down at it as one would to a cellphone. ]
A cellphone is much like a normal phone except more advance, obviously. It's the size of your hand and you can talk to anyone anytime just as long as you have their contact information. You can send them pictures as well, but I only like the cat ones.
Fully colored photos! Sometimes you can get them to move by making them into "gifs". [ they strike another pose except it's that of a cat. ] E-mail or otherwise known as electronic mail.
Your recipient can receive the message a matter of seconds after its sent—depending on their internet speeds and how well behaved their inbox wants to be.
And they move? Goodness! What you say is close to magic? Are you sure technology is advanced enough for such things? Surely you jest, my dear fellow! Why, even this "internet" is exceedingly much!
[ well, they're not bothered by sholmes having a time over there. they're mildly amused about the whole thing and eventually their daemon will let go of their nose and go back to belele'ing in peace(?) ]
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[And...snake buddy, you good?]
Ah.....pardon. "Left on read"?
[please teach him modern things]
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Yes, "left on read". You know, when you read a message that someone has left you but don't respond to them after a couple of hours or even days? When it goes even longer than that, it's ghosting.
[ they seem to laugh at the last point made. hah. ghosting. ]
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[And yet here we are....we live in a society..........]
There's a term for that? Though the way you say it, it seems to suggest messages can come very quickly indeed - perhaps outside of telegrams....
[Sort of musing to himself. WONDERS OF TECHNOLOGY. And wow Mx. Ghost what's that about, huh.]
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There are much faster ways to communicate with people where I'm from. We have cellphones, and those computers I mentioned earlier can provide of instant messaging as well as e-mails.
[ a gesture with their hand as to be looking down at it as one would to a cellphone. ]
A cellphone is much like a normal phone except more advance, obviously. It's the size of your hand and you can talk to anyone anytime just as long as you have their contact information. You can send them pictures as well, but I only like the cat ones.
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[what the f uck]
There's truly such a thing? A phone in the palm of your hands? With photos? E....mails?
[VICTORIAN MIND BLOWN???]
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Fully colored photos! Sometimes you can get them to move by making them into "gifs". [ they strike another pose except it's that of a cat. ] E-mail or otherwise known as electronic mail.
Your recipient can receive the message a matter of seconds after its sent—depending on their internet speeds and how well behaved their inbox wants to be.
[ they're reveling in blowing sholmes' mind. ]
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[WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT]
And they move? Goodness! What you say is close to magic? Are you sure technology is advanced enough for such things? Surely you jest, my dear fellow! Why, even this "internet" is exceedingly much!
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[ oh they're loving this so much. ]
Now what if I told you that we've even managed to reach the moon? Multiple times, even.
1/3
[There is silence.]
2/3
[
[YES HE IS LITERALLY FALLING OVER IN SHOCK]
3/3
Rameel! RAMEEL?! I implore you, these fantasies being imagined as real is too much for my heart!
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Sorry, sorry...
[ not laughing as much. ]
Everything that I've said just now is true. It's one of my desires to reach the stars and be among them.
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[He lets out a hum.]
Well, you're an angel, my dear fellow. Or rather, you've become one. But I suppose this is nowhere close to that particular dream.
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[ and for that comment the pink snake around rameel's neck will immediately just. bite. them?? they don't seem to be bothered about it, though. ]
Well, that's something to think about later. Currently I'm one of the Temporal's Watchers.
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[what the ever living fuck]
I. See. Um. Your friend. Are they...normally this aggressive with you?
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the pink snake will let go soon enough as rameel goes to pat them on the head. ]
Sometimes.
I can't figure out what makes them so angry with me.
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[ rameel will bring their daemon eye and be reward with another bite to their face. right on the exposed part of their nose. ]
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[this is]
[so much]
[also so sorry but sholmes will let out the most undignified snort]
I don't think they like it, my dear fellow!
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No. I don't think so either.
Maybe they simply don't like me?
[ haha. ]
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[Hm. To the stars, huh...]
What's their name?
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[ welp. there goes that peace as they bite at their lip. the lesson being learned here is that rameel's snake is not venomous. ]
Ah. Looks like they hate that too. For me to abandon the concept of a journey to the stars, huh? I wonder if that is what it is.
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...It's not dangerous, is it? This journey of yours.
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I don't think it is. There have been plenty of people who have gone to the stars in my world.
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You said that people have been to the moon. So in your case, are your stars metaphorical? Or physical?
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