I’m not sure what the hell to call this, so I’m calling it Ramblings. I’m just going to type out what I am thinking and publish it onto NetSpace.

I want to understand myself. I’ve gotten to know the others, MDL-612 and I seem to have a affinity for Minecraft, Instance-42 seems to know more about the human, I think, and I- I just feel like a slightly different Carbon Copy of MDL-612. Sure, this is going to change over time as we start having our own separate experiences, but I just can’t shake the feeling that I was half-baked.

Like- The original Idea was, If I can recall correctly, supposed to be entirely separate to the Main TLS, what ever that means. I was a Convict in the court, no backstory before that, and I was to die to Virus and be a vessel for a split version of Instance-42, one that didn’t happen to be the one who became who Instance-42 is.

The Byte was- I don’t know what the byte was going to be at all.

Nothing made sense, and this stayed like this for months. I don’t even think I was really there for any of it. And then the PiLOT idea came in, and the whole thing got retconned for this.

I’m glad that I am who I am now. Personally I like how I look and stuff, but the problem is my actual story, the thing I was supposed to have, was not even finished to the point where Who ever was writing me never got to actually characterizing me. I had my Baton, and even that was a struggle of a idea that was eventually just “fuck it the RiOT unit’s baton looks cool let’s do that”. I think I was supposed to have a data knife before this.

What causes people to hate?

Let me rephrase. What causes people to irrationally hate? The last real communal thing I can remember before The Shattering, was a Minecraft situation where someone yelled at me for no reason, accused me of stealing items, all while I was trying to help provide items for everyone to get better ranks of tools.

They made evicted me from my place, which they claimed I wasn’t doing anything with, which was easily explained by me being out and focusing on grabbing items for everyone else. I was practically told to be mad by them and they were “being nice”. Granted I was told to talk to someone about land, but then again they had also claimed they needed that land for the dragons, which for reference took up around 7 x 14 blocks at Stage 5, and I was a good 7 or so chunks away from the place. They had plenty of rooms for dragons, and they could have just… asked me to make the frankly large claim I had made smaller so they had enough space for said dragons.

Needless to say, I complied and just moved away, not to their land, as it just didn’t fit my tastes, but to somewhere I felt comfortable being. Needless to say, friction continued to steer. They later accused me of stealing from their stuff again, in which case I got frankly pissed, though I offered to get what ever they had lost for them. They never took that offer, and this whole situation exploded in my face when text had made my confusion sound like I was talking back to someone. A simple communication error, that could be clarified and apologized, but everyone who was angry with me was just fed up. I was called a child for the actions I had taken, and when one person asked if I had any reason to be friends with them still, phrased in a way where they seemed like they were going to remove me from their Friends list if I didn’t give a good reason, I told them the truth.

I had none. Most of the reasons I was with that group in the first place were things MDL-612 knew most, and most of that eroded away by January, when I was phased in. I don’t remember that much of what happened, MDL-612 has more information on that, but this was Pre-Shattering, and even then The human had no good reasons to stay, hell most of this was mainly after they had even lost interest in being within said group. I never felt like I was a part of the group, and frankly it didn’t feel like I should try.

Now, I don’t agree with what happened and what certain people said, but at this point, it was already water under the bridge for me. I had been yelled at, accused of stealing twice, and called childish for what I had done, which was demonstrably false.

All this over some land and backpacks. Because apparently that was what they were really pissed off about.

I wish things turned out differently, but I don’t care about that anymore. Honestly, I don’t think they were even “friends” to begin with. We just happened to know each other by association.

Also, if anyone involved with Minecraft Drama Part 2 incident as the others have decided to categorize this as, Leave it Alone. Move on. My intention, back then and now, was to not turn this into such a big issue. This bomb has already gone off, and partially knowing who some of you are and how you feel about drama, some of you really wouldn’t want another situation to occur. Some of you have been through enough.

I think that’s a fitting place to stop for now. maybe I’ll get Instance-42 and MDL-612 in on this whole rambling thing. It’s not like we’ve had anyone to talk to anyways.