#5kye

Whatever the reason, people may take out their insecurities and attack others. That’s the essence of a bully. The bully feels awful about themselves, so they feel the need to harm others in some way to dispel that feeling. 

At some point in our lives, I’m sure most of us did shitty things. I can tell you with all honesty that I was also a jealous asshole who not only helped in tearing down a RP group, but precious friendships as well. I had to really look hard at myself, realize I royally fucked up, and did the best I could to learn from the situation to become a better person. 

Saying sorry isn’t enough, if you truly want to keep your friends, you would take responsibility for your actions and work towards fixing all the damage you left. 

This means not sending jealous asks or weird anons, not trying to turn people against a person in IM chats, not shifting blame on others because they called you out on very serious behavior, and not pretending to be the victim and throw constant pity parties. It means reflecting on how you treated people, knowing that it’s wrong, and work hard to not slide back into those toxic tendencies, and heal others rather than harm. 

It’s a difficult change, it takes a lot of effort, and you really have to work hard at it, but it’s a necessary change. It’s a change that can free and empower you.

If you have truly moved on and just want to RP, you wouldn’t be doing the same shtick. You wouldn’t be trying to drag someone’s name, someone who has given you way more chances than any of us, through the mud. You wouldn’t be lying to others and calling those, who no longer take your shit, “cunts”, “snakes”, or “three horsemen” (Though I’m gonna call for the pestilence slot lol).  You wouldn’t be sending repetitive, boring anons to try to “trigger” us (surprise, it doesn’t work). 

None of us want to see this continue, the only ones that seem to are you and your accomplice. The whole point of us saying anything was to put a stop to it before it ended a person’s life. You can say all you want about “suicide over the internet is stupid, survival of the fittest”, but that doesn’t change the fact that it’s morally wrong. We’re people, not animals, it doesn’t work that way. Do you really want to live your life knowing you influenced someone, a real human being, to suicide?

 If it was truly “survival of the fittest”, I can guarantee that your behavior would have you driven off into the harsh wilderness. And your refusal to accept responsibility and insecure lashing out would be your doom. Good thing natural selection doesn’t really apply to humans, right? 

Jesus, how long has it been since he’s visited here? Though, to be honest, not much has changed. Goku’s still getting everyone in trouble, Vegeta is stubborn to a fault while somehow being semi-affectionate, Gohan is still a fantastic Dad, and Krillin is still one lucky son of a bitch. Stretching out in mid-air, David continues to fly with his Ki propelling him forward. He had originally planned on catching up with everyone, but it seems that they have even less time to do so than they used to.

Okay, he can kinda understand Vegeta, the guy has a new child! Good for him, by the way. Gohan is always busy with his work and his own child. For some reason, Goku just wasn’t here- like at all. There was literally no trace of him anywhere, and his energy clearly isn’t on the planet. Hm, that’s something to look into later. Piccolo was...Piccolo. It’s just awkward to be around someone who is as much as a loner as he is. 

Though, rumors do say he is doing great with Pan.

A brief sigh escapes his lips as the teen flies lower to the ground. There just really isn’t much of anything to do anymore- unlike the days where he trained under Vegeta and Goku. Back then, they all didn’t mind at least a little interaction with him. Guess times have just changed during the time he has been gone.

A stare. Is it cold? Perchance it is judging? The blue haired boy had one hand on his blade’s handle, the other on his hip as he stood there. If she moved, his gaze followed. It was because he did not trust this stranger in his kingdom. Something about them rubbed him the wrong way, and he would not let it happen. Gentle metal noises came from him as he approached, finally, clearing his throat.

Cleaning up the loose ends of his last hit, The Legendary Hitman was just about done with being here, and in good time too. The more he remained on this planet, the closer he developed bonds with the  citizens... and that was the exact opposite of what he wanted. An Assassin is supposed to be ruthless, mind cleared, not clouded by something as needless as relationships. 

But alas, a familiar energy spiked the air causing Hit to wince slightly. No matter how bad he wanted to leave, his curiosity would get the better of him. There was no mistaking it, it was that odd Saiyan that had attempted to pry at his past before... what was she doing here, especially in a crowded suburban area such as this... it didn’t seem to fit her.

Interesting.