observation eleven; voice (encrypted from Yuma)

[soulbonder]

Y'know what's boring? Riddles. Word games, too. Seriously, "give me words starting with the letter 'D'", who comes up with that kind of stuff? [titters]

So I thought I would try that heroism thing, but justice isn't for me. [a beat]

Now I'm supposed to ask some generic question about human morals, right? Go through some sort of weird crisis about my existence? I have committed evil once, certainly I am evil forever! No matter how hard I repent and work towards good, I cannot live with my mistakes and grievous sins!

Oh, oh, oh, maybe even imprison myself 'cos I'm such a monster. [wow stop laughing 96] But really, where's the fun in that?

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voice;

[futureleader]

Dicks and douchebags come up with that kind of stuff, that's who. Oh, look two D words.

...who gives a rat's ass about human morals? They never fall through with their morals and standards. It's always the morals of others and double standards to the homo sapiens.

perma-voice;

[soulbonder]

[that elicits laughter from him] I'll be certain to remember those.

Anyway, I was under the impression many of the humans and non-humans here! At least the ones I've interacted with before.

[futureleader]

You should!

Human morals don't apply to me because I'm a mutant.

[soulbonder]

What kind of mutant?

[futureleader]

An Omega Mutant.

[soulbonder]

I've never heard of that before. [96's trying to figure out the classification here. omega = the end... curious] What, exactly, is an Omega Mutant? [beat, quickly adds:] Let's make this exchange of information more equal, huh? I'm not human either.

[futureleader]

A powerful mutant who isn't bound to the same restrictions in their mutant abilities as other mutants.

What are you then?

[soulbonder]

An "extraterrestrial." Y'know, alien.

[futureleader]

What kind? I mean, alien is kind of a vague term.

[soulbonder]

Honestly? I don't know. [totally audible shoulder shrug!!!] When the Original lost all his memories, I did too. [heh] That's why I'm having a weird existential crisis.

[futureleader]

Well. What would you like to call yourself? I mean, species wise.

[soulbonder]

[hell if he knows. this is one of those things he doesn't bother to think about due to the lack of not giving a shit] Ugh... [he huffs again, and drums his fingers impatiently]

How about... Numbers? [it's certainly accurate] Yeah, let's go with that.

[futureleader]

Numbers then. So, what makes you different?

[soulbonder]

What, you mean how I look? [hmm. thanks to ever his ever handy tentacle-appendages, the video clicks on. no hands on ever for this guy. he's space elf. who saw that coming] Or something else?

[futureleader]

I mean what you can do, silly.

[soulbonder]

[he's not silly!!! bares his teeth at the insult, but right now is not the time to take offense. he has to brag or some bullcrap]

I'm- [damn, what did Astral call it again. he knew the stupid human word for it] An empath, I can feel the hearts of other beings and influence them to match my own.

[futureleader]

Oh? That's really interesting. Is that why you want to know what's the deal with morals?

[soulbonder]

I already know what the deal is with morals, they're easy to bend if you know what someone desires. [beat] Nah, this was a just trying to rile certain people up. No one I wanted to toy with showed. Disappointing.