[treasure 2][log+network] they wanna get my gold on the ceiling

[throwmoreswords]

WHO: gilgamesh and you
WHERE: network; anywhere in the city
WHEN: randomly throughout june and early july
WHAT: sometimes you're remembering that you're a king and you're in some new found feelings about it, hating every second, and sometimes you're wandering around and stimulating the local economy.
WARNINGS: gilgamesh is gilgamesh.


network post; text; un: AUO
A question's come to mind about the curious phenomenon of having another self. How have the rest of you found yourselves reconciling who you are with who you were? I suppose a similar questions applies to people who are experiencing the other sort of change; how do you decide what's important from where you are versus where you were?

It's all so incredibly pretentious sounding, isn't it.

I also require five letter words, apparently only in English. Who knew they made magic swords that could only recognize one language? One would presume that a magic sword wouldn't need to be so limited, but one supposes that mankind is ever the true handicap of his own potential.


out and about; the king in general
[ of course there's only so much time one can spend indoors answering e-mails from suddenly panicked upper management and investors who want to know when Gil's going to be returning to a country closer to them; so the king finds himself going out and about and ignoring the buzzing of his ridiculous golden phone as he throws himself into doing what he likes best: finding interesting new stuff.

he'll poke his nose into local establishments of all shape and storefront, likely with a cup of overprice coffee in hand as he tries to spend money and feel something, probably in that order. he'll also be easy to find staring thoughtfully at the stable gate to Kanto (still with a cup of obnoxious, expensive coffee in hand as he thinks about it, really thinks about it, his conflicting interests of being a normal-ass human being and being some sort of adventurer king doing hell on him internally.

it's like debating about whether to shave your head and cut your hair into bangs ramped up to eleven because there are rats that shoot fire from their asses inside that portal, and Gil is, cannot be stressed enough, a normal guy.) ]

Comments

[whiteshroud]

[....]

Scrooge McDuck?

[Look he never said he was a great ancient history student ]

Haha, I suppose that's a nice way to frame it.

....Probably, like a barbed weapon.

[throwmoreswords]

who

[ sometimes you are in the back half of 30 years old and you didn't watch cartoons as a child ]

As arrogant as this sounds, though arrogance has never sat awkwardly on my shoulders, I share commonality with Gilgamesh of Uruk.

He would've approved of your mind drifting immediately to penises, given how many people's wives and sisters he'd partook of.

Although I wonder if the greater blow would be to the morale, given that being beaten by a giant, quivering phallus is likely to be deeply distressing. That also feels incredibly human as far as emotions go.

[whiteshroud]

He's a cartoon duck that's very greedy. He even has a pool of gold coins that he swims in.

[....]

Who is Gilgamesh of Uruk? Is that someone I should know?

Probably a combination of both. No one wants to die by dildo.

[throwmoreswords]

I tried that once. The gold doesn't give way well enough for you to move through it.

[ poors. ]

The Epic of Gilgamesh is the oldest surviving piece of literature in the world, but who cares?

I wonder if a thrusting motion would be more deadly with the penis sword, than the usual swipe or slash.

[whiteshroud]

Wait you ACTUALLY tried that once? You have enough gold to actually try it?

[THE FRICK MAN]

You'll have to take it up with the people who managed my education of ancient myths. [Sure they're all dead now and ran a cult but eh details.] That does sound like quite the legacy to deal with though.

...Probably, as much as I hate thinking about it.

[throwmoreswords]

I don't remember the full context of it but an associate dared me to try it in college. I imagine entirely too much alcohol was involved. I had no idea it was a cartoon thing.

[ get good import gold ]

To be fair, I also had no idea who Gilgamesh was outside of the occasional reference to it in a paper or news article until I found out that my nickname is far more apt than I ever thought it could be. It's funny, in a way, and also rather annoying.

Ah, I picked the sword up. It wobbles. This continues to grow more and more upsetting by the minute.

[whiteshroud]

[There is so much to unpack in this comment. That this man spent this whole life without knowing Duck Tales, that he really has enough gold to make a gold pool for a college bet. That he apparently feels being the king is an apt feeling.

So much stuff to unpack, but it gets thrown out in favor of the last disturbing bit]

Gah- okay, that's enough! Change it to something normal, like "candy"?

[HE HAS REGRETS]

[throwmoreswords]

[ sometimes you live the sort of disconnected, wealthy life where you move from one pocket of insulated experiences to the next, so you miss out on fun pop culture things--especially fun pop culture things from other countries. sometimes you're raised like a king, do your best to be humble enough that you can successfully manipulate and work with people, and find out that nah, you really were a king in your past life.

fate is a weird and funny thing, and that's without even talking about the overall franchise.

as to the other matter at wobbly, wiggly hand-- ]

You're the one who set us on this path of adventure, my companion. Have you not the courage to see it to a glistening end?

[ all the same, he is a magnanimous king, and so he will acquiesce--and in the next minute or so Gilgamesh will upload a new picture of a sword made out of those good looking lollipops, you know the massive ones that they sold at museums and themeparks and you could never convince somebody with money to acquire because it was far, far too much sugar and money? that, but it can apparently cut paper. ]

This smells oddly of rootbeer for something so incredibly pink and yellow.