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[thorny]

[the first thing that appears is a very elegant string of Japanese kanji. someone obviously doesn't give a fuck about this network's language abilities]

This is a literacy test. Do you pass?

[and then it (fortunately for you non-speakers) switches over to English before continuing onward]

An access code leading me to a secret forum? How quaint. I was almost expecting to be given a decoder ring for my troubles - or should I be expecting one in the mail now that I've made my presence known here?

But I suppose that doesn't matter very much. From what I've seen this board is filled with absolutely fascinating people of the highest intellectual caliber. I can see why we've all been thrown together here; every discussion I've seen has been absolutely riveting.

Hopefully my own contribution will be able to hold up to the impossible standards of my fellow readers. Prepare yourself, I'm about to launch the conversation topic!

How many of you are familiar with the Lolita style of fashion?

Comments

[thorny]

I can only draw conclusions from what you've provided me with thus far, and nothing you've given me has any indication of proceeding above the lowest common denominator. Perhaps you should work on your presentation.

[hollowleg]

Dude, I didn't know I was going to have to give a resume-slash-job interview level presentation to some rude girl on the network. Though something tells me that even if I did improve, you'd find the worst in it anyway.

[thorny]

If you're not able to defend yourself and your life choices at any given moment then they're likely not worth defending. In such a case I wouldn't even have to find the bad points - they present themselves without any help from me.

[hollowleg]

Look. I don't have to prove anything to you. Or anyone! Not unless you can actually help me, which you can't.

[thorny]

Yes, keep telling yourself that. Aggressively denying that the rest of the world deserves more than a second of your time will certainly keep the reality of your mediocrity at bay.

[hollowleg]

[yep not feeding the troll smart-aleck any more]

So are you always Little Miss Sunshine [that part's in English] or am I a special case?

[thorny]

Don't flatter yourself, you might strain something. I'm merely pointing out simple facts that should be readily apparent to most people with functioning minds.

[hollowleg]

Thank god I only talk to morons, then. Or, you know, people with tact and social skills. Though I bet they're on the same level for you, ne, lolita-chan~?

[tildes for OBNOXIOUS EMPHASIS]

[thorny]

I would never be so cruel as to demean one group by pairing it with the other. Morons cannot help the way they are and it's natural you would seek out like kind; the people you term as 'tactful' however are likely just coddling you and keeping you from accepting your various shortcomings, and it's really quite tragic. They'll only drag you even further down, you know.

It's obvious that it's already affecting your judgement abilities. Not only have you been speaking to someone who falls into neither category, you've attempted to make a dig that falls completely off the mark. It's a little embarrassing to watch. 。(⌒∇⌒。)

[hollowleg]

[yep, the best way to deal with Hikari is to not deal with her at all.]

Geez. You really are a hard nut to crack. No worries, though. I'll get you. Eventually.

[thorny]

[a wise lesson that many are learning here today]

Oh, why thank you. It's always touching to learn that you've become someone's unattainable life goal.

[hollowleg]

Ha! I don't give up so easily. Crushing loli-chans that are full of themselves... not such an unattainable goal.

[thorny]

Well, we all have our delusions. Yours just seem to be much larger and more willful than others.

[hollowleg]

Someone once told me that the world exists only between your ears. If I'm determined enough, I can do anything.

Except stupid physical impossibilities like fly.

[thorny]

By that logic your world consist entirely of a black void and occasional incoherent fantasies. What a pitiful existence.

[hollowleg]

Now you're just making stuff up! You have no idea what goes on in my head.

[thorny]

It sounds like neither do you, so at least I have company.

[hollowleg]

Oh you have plenty of company in not knowing what goes on in my head. But I am not among them.

[thorny]

Backtracking just when it seemed that we were making progress in your ability to accept reality? I'm quite disappointed in you.

[hollowleg]

One step forward, two steps back.

[thorny]

More like a leaping bound backwards, but I suppose that the sentiment remains the same.