Ever drifting down the stream

"...Such a great observation, astounding actually. Come here, a little closer. I wish to discuss more upon your wisdom dear stranger."

"Three teabags of my own blend, a splash of milk, honey, maybe a cube of sugar to mask the overwhelming bitterness of what else I put in it. just so they don't notice."

"They don't need much."

"WAIT NO, I MISREAD THINGS! NO! I MEANT YOU I THOUGHT YOU MEANT YOU!!!!"

(PS... any interest in discussing favorite mathmatical theories by Dodgson? ;) )

- @gothamlovepotion

"Well, I don't exactly see the problem with that. Maid outfits are by nature very appealing...."

"How did you know I like eye contact?"

"Trying to fix and fiddle with the notched settings for the influence of my mind to the subjects. When this all first started out, yes, the goal was complete and utter control which I had successfully created...but since then--" He fell silent as he's thought on how many versions he's gone through, the poor souls he's forced the test onto like rats. "I've craved a more advanced and precise kind of control. Sure, I suppose making such settings would be bad considering my enemies could have an easier time disabling it, BUT..." He tapped on his schematics harshly before raising one finger. "I want it to be harder to detect..." He looked over at the small worrymen on his counter, old things by now. "And maybe for a special lot of people in my head I just want to watch them squirm with some life in their eyes."

"How have I been? Great question...I suppose this would be where I reflect upon the question greatly..." He said giving a small pause for effect as he closed his eyes. "mmm...mhm." was the hummed noise as he gave a nod. "Lonely, very lonely but then again when am I not? Beside the usual I have been quite fine enough."

He gave a hum and drum of his fingers on the table.

"The meaning is the memory and the connection...but maybe I am but a hopeless romantic that would love to swing by one of those *harder* type of parties one day..."