PopeAlessandros

The Rebel Vampire

That part about emotions is a philosophical issue that we can talk about later.

However on the drinking there are a few facts and figures I would like to drop in here for you.

The first is, quite simply, if you drink to “Deal with” stress, you are actually exacerbating your negative feelings seeing as this “Drug” is a depressant. When you drink and it seems like it helps, it is simply pulling you down into a low that removes your realization that your sad, but it actuality it's just making things worse. This is a fact, scientifically proven and undeniable.

Since I can't talk about my patients, one of my roommates has offered to let me talk about her issues instead. She use to drink to help with her stress, until she found out the truth and got professional help. She was spending well over $4000.00 a year in bars and on take home booze to help with her stress. She dropped out of collage and could not hold down a job. After realizing what the alcohol was doing and that it wasn't actually helping, she went to a a psychologist for six months. Inn those six months they figured out her problem and while she was not cured, she found out how to deal with her depression and stress in a healthy manner, all for about $900.00. And guess what, turns out that the drinking was the only thing making her stress so strong that after she stopped and picked up some good habits for dealing(Namely yoga and V-games) she got taken off her medication and is just fine. Well, she still suffers from chronic stress, but she deals with it in a positive way that helps her body rather than kills it.

I am not saying that this will be the case for everyone. I'm not claiming that for a second. However keep this in mind: The more you take something, the higher your tolerance gets, the more you have to take it to get the same effect. So, that $4000.00 would have been up to at least $6000.00 by the next year, year and a half. If you use booze to deal with stress for several years, you will have to spend more, and more, and more every year, not to mention your symptoms will get worse, making you drink more often, and not just cost you more and more money, but killing yourself faster and faster. That is a fact.

Yes, the health care system is f**ked up. I agree, but on the whole, it's the best way to go for your health and longevity.

Quote - “They do it because it's the only thing that makes life seem tolerable.

The key word there is seem. I know you don't share my truths about emotions, but I must say this – Anyone stupid enough to go with the quick fix, knowing that it is going to kill them, is a fool.

Want to know a sad fact? You know another way to deal with stress is cutting, right? Well guess what, cutting is safer than drinking. Sure, you wind up a bit scared, and yeah that means you have a more visible sign of your feelings just hanging out there, but at least you can recover from the cuts, and people will see them, and unlike drinking, it's considered unacceptable behavior more openly so you will have more people who have a sign that you need help.

Quote - “Sorry, but at that point, alcohol is cheaper.”

What value do you place on life then? I consider mine to be more precious than any temporary perceived relief that is actually just making me worse and killing me. You keep talking about drinking like the temporary lie is worth something, and in truth, it's not. Never will be, and it's foolish to think so. Drinking makes you worse, both in mind and body, and to think otherwise just screams of ignorance.

Quote - “But since that's not going to happen, I'm just trying to point out that there is another side to it.”

Yes, there is another side. I don't really care what people think it is, but the true other side is: I don't care about getting better, I'd rather pretend I feel better now while slowly killing myself in a socially acceptable way.

Quote - “As a psychologist, you probably already know all of this, which is why it's hard for me to understand how you can be judgmental about it. I'm not offended or angry, just confused.”

I am a psychologist. A Psychologist who spent his life from 5 to 19 going to my own Psychologist until we figured out how to help me. Now I only see one when I feel I need someone outside my family to talk to, which is once every few months. I am Bi-polar with ADHD and Schizophrenic tendencies. I went through many meds to figure it all out, even did some test meds to help out the mental health system. What to know what. . .How did you put it in the edit. . . .

Quote - "let me play Russian roulette with my brain for a few years, spend thousands on medical costs for counseling and meds, and maybe, just maybe, my life MIGHT improve by a few centimeters."

Yeah that. Wanna know my treatment? I'm doing it right now. My ADHD is treated by giving myself several things to focus on at once so my mind can stay occupied while I work on important things. My Bi-polar is treated, no joke, through reading, and video games. I am reading most of my day, from my work documents to my RP partner's replies, and I have at least 2 V-games going o at all times for me to turn to to vent or lift. My Schizophrenia is treated through my massive amount of RPs and the books I write. The voices, my characters. My uncontrollable urges, the scenarios I run in my books, stories, and RPs. True, at work I can only have one game up, if any, and often I am too busy, but all my symptoms subside when I'm working. My yearning to help others keeps me in check until I get home.

So, yeah, I'm a psychologist, and I agree the system is f**ked up, but here I am. I took a long time to find what works, for my own doctor to understand that my ever present book or hand held system was actually my non destructive self medication. But that's how it is. I now spend maybe 20$ a month on a new game or a couple new books. I spend my off time watching TV or Anime or YouTube, writing, playing games, cooking, and interacting with my online buddies, all at once, and I am fine with that. I am by no means say that this is “The solution” for other people, but it could be, for people like me. That's part of what makes the system so messed up is that the patients themselves are often unwilling to stick it out until they find what works, which means the system isn't being properly funded because the patients dropping out for the quick fix of booze or illegal drugs makes it seem like the mental health program is pointless. Which in turn makes everything mental health related more expensive just so they can stay in business. Vicious circle, no?

Oh, and you may have noted, helping people helps me, so don't worry about making me work when I'm off work. I'm always happy to help :P

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Now, I guess to a happier note. I don't think drinking is always bad. Getting drunk, yes, drinking, no. I myself get dragged out every new year and a few birthdays to social gathering s where there is drinking. I can drink everyone I know under the table, but I don't. I hate the taste of alcohol, I just have a naturally very high tolerance. But that aside, I will take a few shots in celebration. Never enough to mess up my perceptions, to release my inhibitions, and most certainly never enough to dull my wits or emotions in any way. I don't consider having a few drinks evil, in fact, on occasion, I can even see getting drunk as something funny, but only under the right circumstances.

My entire rant above is purely about using booze to try and “Help” yourself. My roommate, the one who use to drink to “Help” her stress and depression, almost every other work day her co-workers have a few drinks with her before she heads home. A mixer, or a couple beers. I don't disapprove, because she's not doing it for the buzz or for some false sense of feeling better. Couple beers, a chat, and she heads home. I have no issue with that. Her body has time to process and purge the alcohol before her next one, little to no damage done. And while I still think getting drunk is bad, when it happens in a safe environment that the worst thing you could do is accidentally break something, like, in your own home and away from sexual predators or other really drunk people who may either wanna fight, or convince you to go home and murder your cheating partner. I'm fine with it on occasion, but I don't demonize it.

Quote - “Every time I've been seriously intoxicated, I've had a good time and haven't done anything dangerous or stupid. I also haven't gone overboard, never had a hangover, and I do remember the experience.”

You've been a mix of lucky, and you've never really gotten shitfaced, which is how most people who have been drinking for a long time to “help” their emotions need to get to continue “helping”. People who medicate long term with booze have black outs and lose chunks of time due to the detrimental effects of long term intoxication. Also, you can tell long term drinkers from other people because when they are NOT drunk, their hands shake and they lose motor function.

So, yeah, I am not the 100% opposed to drinking that I may seem to be, but I insist on being responsible, and present the fact that using booze to “Treat” your emotional problems is inexcusably foolish.

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I dearly hope you don't hate me for my presentation of the facts. *Bow* I like RPing with you.

Lessons Learned, Lives Lost ~ PopeAlessandros x calmay

Ohhhh, nice spoiled prince you got there. I see a few typos, but I could read past them.

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

Tahaan is a little confused at how it's counterpart responds to it's protectiveness. Wrapping the Piece back up it tries hard to figure out how to explain why it feels that way about the gift it was given. However before it can think of anything it's thoughts are interrupted by even more words from the other. Having even more to think about actually helps it to understand and come up with it's response more quickly. Aysus turns to leave, but Tahaan calls out.

~Before we changed things, together, this was neither an Aysus thing, nor a Tahaan thing. It wasn't outs at all. It was simply where we were. Now, this place it becoming ours, because we wish it so, and even though together we make the most wonderful things, that does not mean that what makes us unique, the things we an make individually, is any less amazing and special than what we can make together. That's what I think anyways. Besides, this is a gift. That just makes it all the more special to me.~

Figuring that it's counterpart was leaving to be alone with it's thoughts, once he's done conveying it's words the dark gray cloud like being moves away from the only other being in existence to give it it's space. It moves away, leaving behind all the little hunks it made, taking with it only the mass of matter Aysus sculpted.

~It's so different from what I make. I like it. Not that I don't like what I make, but I can make what I make all the time. I don't often have access to Aysus things. Even when it was just us, the wells, and the threads, whenever I got close to Aysus, I would ruin it's webs even without thinking about it. I would try to let it have it's peace, but I just don't work that way. However with this, it stays in perfect shape. As long as I am careful, I can keep this Aysus thing from getting messed up.~

Drifting along it makes a hand full of lights and begins fiddling with shadows again. It finds pleasure in the shadows constantly floating across it as the mass passes between it an the light sources. Putting masses together here and there it watches, entranced, but the new forms the shadows take, the light sound of the masses colliding with each other and the light a stimulating experience.

~We make beautiful things together, but even apart, making our own things, we make beautiful things as well. . . .~

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

Oki. I have a few other replies to get to, but I will begin working on plots as soon as I can!

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

~As he races away from the site it registers only vaguely in the back if his mind that the world is shifting back. The sunset returns, the lights in the trees race back into place. Everything returns, but all Seishu can focus on is finding a quiet place away from Enasi. A place where he would be able to keep from hurting the Dream Guardian further.

I pained him so much.

It's foolish to think such caring could overlook what I made him watch.

I could have waited, dealt with him after the war was over and away from his gaze.

His dull gaze shifts back and forth, looking for. . . something. . .

I hurt and kill his people, as he hurts and kills mine, but even as he tries to help me I continue hurting them, and him, causing him grief.

He does not deserve this added pain. . .

My unwanted advances. . . .

At last he spots it. There, in the distance, a wayward pine. He slows just enough to not run face first into the low branches, falling to his knees and crawling in quickly before settling his back against the base of the trunk. His hands com up to hold his head, his thoughts swiftly racing away from coherent and devolving into a jumble of things he can't understand. Their World works hard to try an keep his emotions stable, but it can do nothing for his ever increasing rate of negative thoughts. A pained whine finds it way out from between his lips and he silently falls on to his side, his arms wrapped around his legs as they press against his chest.

I should leave him be.

Let him taste home.

We should go back tomorrow. . . .

I have seen my little ones, and they me.

Forcing my world on Enasi is not fair. . . .

Not right. . . .

By the time Enasi reaches him, Seishu's resolve is in place, his face, blank. He twitches ever so slightly at the sound of the trees parting but otherwise stays still.

He should have stayed back at the pool.

Spent more time with his fairies.

Had more fun in the light. . .

It slowly begins to register that the light is low once more and as Enasi speaks, sitting down and playing with his hair, a small smile comes to his lips as he sits up. He keeps his eyes averted from Enasi as his smile grows wider. “Nah, I just wanted to give you time with your realm. I didn't want you to feel forced into obeying local customs. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry.” He props himself up once more against the trunk. “After all the unpleasantness from the evening I shouldn't have added to it. . . .” He sighs softly. “We'll head home in the morning. You shouldn't be here. I should never have asked. After what you've been willing to do for me, I asked too much. . .You don't belong here.”

With those final words Seishu looks at Enasi at last, his broken soul shining out through his eyes. His smile is till in place, and he seems fine, but behind that light expression the pain of his shattered mind and aching heart shines out like a fire hidden behind a thick veil. Without another word he stands and moves over tot he branches. Pushing through he holds a few of them back like a gentleman holding a door open for his date. Once Enasi is out he begins walking back towards the pool with the other guardian at his side. He is quiet, still smiling, but seemingly lost in thought.~

The Power of The Fallen ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

“As you wish.” Kuro murmurs as he basks in the happy that comes from the simple gesture of Aoba's wrapping his arms around his neck. The already half asleep little angel feels almost weightless in Kuro's arms as he makes his way carefully inside and up to his room. All the while Kuro's mind is in chaos. 'He's so adorable. . . .Maybe Dani was right, maybe I should have taken him before that cute little face takes yet another's heart. . .Those angels have no idea what they were doing, banishing him, treating him like dirt. He's the hardest little worker. Almost too much of one. I swear, if I didn't stop him he would have spent the whole night cleaning up the mess. Well, at least as long as he could remain upright'

He sighs softly, looking around the room he gets ready to help Aoba out of his filthy clothes before putting him to bed. However, the angel seems to have other ideas. The demon remains silent, waiting, watching. Once Aoba is out of sight he drops into a crouch and hold his palms over his eyes, pressing down as if attempting to control his thoughts from the outside. 'He's mine, my Little Mouse. I got him kicked out, taken away from his family. Though I don't see the loss. His parents sound horrible. That is the angel way I suppose, but it's just wrong not to care at least as much as Papa does. I mean, he's an angel, and he loves, and he's suppose to be the worst and most evil thing ever! He's evil, yeah, and cruel. . . But he's a better parent than an angel parent. . . They haven’t even come to see him. To comfort him. . . .'

The sound of running water stops and Kuro quickly stands once more, his eyes on the door. A soft, if a bit lascivious, smile comes to his lips as the nearly naked angel walks right past him and climbs in bed. 'That's right, they haven't. I have. I care for him, and I don't even have a heart. I care for him so much I am giving up my own goals in life to keep him safe and happy, and I can't even love him as they should. They are the cruel ones. They are the heartless ones here' He chuckles softly as Aoba flops on his side, his wings stretched all the way out and relaxed. Kuro thinks vaguely that at some point soon he should at least make or buy something to go next to the bed so his wings don't have to hang like that.

As Aoba nods off Kuro slides in next to the bed and leans over the frail looking figure. “Good night, my Little Mouse. . . .” He murmurs softly and presses a feather light kiss to the boy's cheek. Shifting he carefully pulls up the covers sprawled this way and that across the bed and floor, slipping them carefully over Aoba's figure. Once he is sure the youth won't catch cold he takes a step back and just looks at him for a while. 'That's right. He is my Little Mouse. I may not possess him as I would wish to, but he is still my responsibility. He is mine, so far as he's willing to be. . .' After several silent minutes he finally leaves the room, closing the door softly.

Making his way slowly back to the barn he comes in to find Dani getting ready to go to sleep. Kuro says not a word to his older brother, instead focusing on getting his work done so he can get some sleep before sunrise. Dani pauses mid flight and hovers, watching as Kuro skirts carefully around the calf and thinks to himself that at least he's not the only one who can't touch the new baby. He once more is filled with feelings of worry for his younger sibling but as before, having no avenue to take to solve the feelings he just brushes them aside and with a huff, flies up to his nest. Kuro watches him out of the corner of his eyes until he flies up and he can't help but sigh as he realizes that Dani's not ignoring him as much as he'd like to pretend he is.

'Perceptive little brat. I'll. . . . I'll need to see Papa some time this week. Gotta let him know at least a bit of what's going on, and I'm sure Issho will have something to say about it all. I can't tell them about Dani, they'd take off my hide and come here to free him. . .I don't want them around Little Mouse. That would be. . .That would be bad. . .' The thought of Papa coming into contact with his little angel sends a shudder of dread through his system and he finishes his task quickly. Once all the filthy hay is removed and replaced with clean stuff Kuro gives Mama a pat and heads inside. There are only a couple hours he can grab before it's time to start the day, but he'll take them. 'I gotta head out before sunrise and water the crops, we forgot to do that and it'll be too late if I wait until the Little Mouse's day starts proper. Wanna water it before the sun so the soil can absorb it better. . . And the animals will want. . .' A low sigh slips out from between his lips as he falls asleep, his mind abuzz with tomorrow's tasks.

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

Well, do you like grandiose world/s encompassing plots, or perhaps you're more of a single clan/kingdom/country based plot, or do you prefer the simple life, nothing too important but to the characters themselves? Do you like lots of characters to interacts with, or only the bare minimum necessary to hold a plot together. Do you like laser guns, or swords, fire breathing dragons, or mechanical monsters. The better question here I guess would be, what do you like to read about in books? I know you like overcoming adversity so that's already set into my plot matrix, but if you want you can add other things. Do you like fantasy, action, adventure, sci-fi. If you want you can leave it at just: Warrior x Mage and overcoming adversity, butt he spectrum of my plots would end up very wide. If you don't mind that, then let me know and I'll start a 12 pack, just to show you how plot generation works inside my head. I can then explain my process with each one, and you can pick which one you like best.

Might & Magic ~ PopeAlessandros x KatherinWinter

This is a 1 x 1 RP between PopeAlessandros and KatherinWinter, if you're not us, don't post. Also, M/M, don't like, don't read.



Base Concept: Warrior x Mage


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Okay, I think we should start with a few ideas on plot, then to setting, then a few more points on plot, then we can get to the characters! If you'd like, you can tell me a few things you like to see in RPs other than the one/s I already know about, and I can make you a 12 pack. A 12 pack is 12 brand new ideas off the top of my head using your preferences as a base, adding in a few of my own. If not, we can go back and forth with ideas until a plot crops up :P

The Rebel Vampire

Pope Truth: You can not, ever, under any circumstance, incur feeling in another person. Every emotion beside the base fear and pleasure is purely felt by choice, unconscious or not. So when you say you can be offensive, what you really mean is that people tend to choose to be offended by your words. You are not in any way responsible for another person's feelings. I use to be easily angered, you wouldn't believe the fits I could throw. Then I realized that I wasn't being forced to be upset, I was choosing to do so. I no longer get angry. It's pointless and messes with my cognitive functions. :P

"Its basically just a legal drug." - Exactly. I disapprove of anything willingly put in your body that you know causes detrimental effects. As I see it, alcohol is the worst offender. It kills your liver and leads to some of the most regrettable actions a single person can undertake. If you think about how much money people spend avoiding their problems with the stuff, killing themselves in the process, then you should realize that they could spend one third of that amount in their lifetime, get better, and not suffer long term health issues if they are just willing to not take the easy way out. Smoking is bad. Drugs are bad. Alcohol is bad, made worse because like smoking, it's legal. How many jokes have been made about getting drunk and sleeping with someone you never would have? Hello STD land! This is you haven, and booze are you nirvana. What? You're only fouty and your liver has failed? Well that doesn't sound ri- ooooohhhhh, your going with the fast and easy way to deal with, oh sorry, my mistake, the fast and easy way to avoid your problems. I see. Well, happy early funeral. Pope Fact: Drinking never helps, it just pretends to while killing you slowly. Or sometimes quickly! Angry girlfriend goes out, gets drunk, decides that her boyfriend's head would look good with a hole in it. Goes home, shoots hubby, then, oh no, what have I done!? Kablam. To drink, knowing what it does to your body, is foolish. Same goes for smoking. I do not apologize for speaking these truths. Please don't ever follow through with that foolish statement about drinking your stress away. Can't afford psychological help for your stress? You're in luck, I'm certified and have been a psychologist for years now. I'll help for free, just can't do meds.

Ethan will be providing just as much for Yu, even if he doesn't know it :P

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

~Looks like he'd rather not. . .

Seishu can feel his stomach grow tighter and tighter as he watches Enasi above the surface, seemingly unwilling to enter the water. The feeling doesn't get to bad due the the nature of Their World, but as he watches he wonders if he should have just given up and materialized some swim trunks.

I just meant it a s a tease.

I didn't mean to ruin his mood. . .

He gets ready to swim to the top and tell Enasi that he's putting on some clothes when he sees something that makes his heart ache.

He's. . . .Walking away. . .

Not even Their World can completely soften the blow of having driven his counterpart off. He closes his eyes and puts on some shorts unconsciously. His body drifts to the surface, his eyes opening slowly.

I see.

He'd rather be with the things that remind him of home. . .

Stuff from my realm is unwelcome. . . .

With a sigh all the trees shift to lighter colors, the sun rises a little higher to give off more light like what they are accustom to in the dream realm, and the blue grass turns a cheery shade of green. The lights dancing in the trees become actual fairies and race up to join Enasi, though he doesn't seem to notice them.

There.

Perfect copy. . . .

Seishu is known for jumping to conclusions so it is no wonder that when Enasi took his actions that it would bother the white haired male. However he would not normally react so strongly to such a simple thing. Unfortunately for Enasi, Seishu is very fragile right now, and with his actions the most natural conclusion to his shattered heart is that Enasi didn't really mean what he said when he claimed that he would be there for him. Normally Their World would reflect these feelings, but even stronger is his need to make Enasi happy, so it stays the sunny, bright, happy world reminiscent of the Dream Guardian's home.

When at last Enasi joins him, even if it was only a minute apart, Seishu is too far gone to understand what really happened. He doesn't notice that Enasi has decided to swim in the nude. He doesn't realize that the other was just screwing up his courage or whatever it was. All he knows is that Enasi walked away and left him alone when he said he would be there for him. His words fall on deaf ears and without a word he climbs out of the pool, his clothes appearing on his soaking we body, and he races off into the the woods to nurse his crushed heart all alone.

I don't want to ruin his evening as well.

I already did enough of that when we were awake. . .~