13th metal . spam & text . cw: self-harm

[godsays]

[ He winds long bandages around his arms before he goes to take a shower, covering himself from elbow to palm. He makes it look more like gauntlets than anything else, to minimize any questions asked, moves furtively and quickly, dodges out as soon as possible. And he longs for the days when the servants had to bring him a bath, and he didn't care what they saw - let them gossip, let them spread the word that he hurts himself. Let it add to the terror they see in him.

Here, it only adds to his shame and frustration. The voice is gone, and he shouldn't need to control himself this way, but the longer he resists, the greater the need becomes, and he always gives in eventually.

It seems wrong to him, anyway, that his arms are mostly bare of scars. That his chest, too, is unmarked. That the other evidence of his violent life is erased, leaving his skin as ordinary as a child's. Sometimes he remembers the scars and he feels the temptation to bring them back.

He has also often been stepping into the gardens and the greenhouse lately, mostly just sitting still and watching the plants. He recognizes their progress. Tries, though it makes him feel a little ridiculous, to murmur things to them sometimes. To talk to them. ]

[ text ]

If you have scars, are they important to you? Do you think they matter?

[ video ; private to Charles ]

I told Megamind you wouldn't object to me attending school. I knew it was the kind of thing that you like.

Comments

[halftheman]

Safe to say, we aren't. We're made of the same crap as anyone else. Accident of birth don't make a person anything except alive.

[godsays]

It's not accidents - in my world, nobles were made better.

[halftheman]

How? How do you make someone better?

[godsays]

Smarter. More potential for Allomancy and powers. Built to lead, not to follow.

[halftheman]

Bullshit. Eugenics is a crock -- always has been, always will be. And that's what you're spinning. May as well claim you're the master race.

People are too complex for that.

[godsays]

It was a master race. And the skaa are a servant one. They're built to be stout and strong, to have shorter lives and more children, and not to be as intelligent.

[halftheman]

Fuck your world. That's not how it works.

[godsays]

Why not?

[halftheman]

Because people are more than their genes.

[godsays]

That must be why the Final Empire endured with that system for more than a thousand years.

[halftheman]

Has it fallen? Cause you might build on the backs of corpses and lies, feeding the superiority lie to your lackeys and grinding the proles under your boot... but in the end?

Bet you use past tense is because one of those fucking proles tore that Empire down.

[godsays]

Kelsier did.

He's half-noble.

[halftheman]

Then he should have been half as effective as your nobles, shouldn't he? With all that tainted, servile blood.

[godsays]

He's Mistborn. Mistborn are different. Better than nobles.

[halftheman]

Loopholes in loopholes, huh. God, it's like arguing with a skinhead.

[godsays]

Most of Kelsier's crew was Allomancers, too, meaning they had noble blood. Vin, the other key, was another Mistborn.

[halftheman]

Sorry, kid. I don't waste my time arguing with the homegrown bigots, let alone space-prison bigots.

[ Harvey Dent came from 'inferior' stock; he clawed his way to to the top. All this noble versus slave, rich versus working class boils his blood. ]

[ Two-Face is hissing behind his eyes, telling him to show this noble brat what a man like this can do -- but Harv quietly reminds him that he's talked about super powers, and there's no reason to flip on a fight they can lose. Sometimes, sometimes the other half listens to sense. He chooses now to do so. ]

[godsays]

I was telling you about my world. Things don't have to be the same in yours.

[halftheman]

They are't. They probably aren't even that way in your world. You just think they are.

[godsays]

You say that because you don't want it to be true anywhere.

[halftheman]

Suit yourself, kid. Whatever keeps you safe and snug in your delusion.

[ harv you are not one to talk ]

[godsays]

Allomancers aren't superior to everyone from other worlds. A lot of people have powers here.

[halftheman]

So what you're saying is if you were baseline human, you'd be a shiteating punk I could mop the floor with.

[godsays]

If I were baseline human, I would already be dead. I've survived more than a human can.

[halftheman]

Sure you have.