happy pride, everybody. ask me about my queer system
But what if your headmates force you to do something you dont want to?
My headmates:
"you know you should probably go for walk, some fresh air would make you feel better."
"You shouldnt stay up so late, your only going to make yourself tired in the morning."
"you should make a sandwich instead of just snacking all day."
me: "i dont know how i ever coped as a singlet"
my headmate Ashley: "poorly"
me: "ok i mean that is true but theres no need to call me out like that"
my castmate, getting emotional on closing night: do you ever think about how we might be in this play again... but this is still the last time we'll ever be in this production, with these people at this time? and even within that, each show is the last time we'll ever do that specific performance. even within a given unique production, there are a thousand little things that are different night to night. different performance choices, different audience, different thoughts in our heads and ways we play off each other. it's like. theatre is by its nature ephemeral and there's no way to ever go back and experience that specific version of a play ever again.
me, who's lived through the time loop of this night 300 times: y'know--
i never asked to be plural, but i wouldnt change it for the world.
i cant imagine a better group of people to share my life with.
-(pilot)
I can't stop thinking about a plural future. I can't stop thinking about the day a plural kid goes to school and won't be forced to "get rid" of his "imaginary" friend when he gets older. About the day a plural kid goes to university and joins a plurality affinity group and takes a class about disability, neurodivergency, and plurality in society. About the day a parade rushes through Washington D.C. flaunting icons of intersecting rings and ampersands, joyous and unafraid. About the day non-discrimination policies say that you can't discriminate against someone on the basis of their multiplicity. About the day a system can introduce themselves in public as Jackie and Johnny, not just Jackie. About the day a presidential candidate gets on stage and tells the nation that they believe plurality is real and worthy of respect. About the day someone talking about their sysmate is as normal as talking about their partner. About the day a system dies and the names of all of their sysmates are carved on their gravestone. I can't stop thinking about the day that we are unbound and happy. May we never lose sight of that day.
yes i know they are absolutely amazing i love them so much already
leaned that we can basically shapshift in headspace if we want to.
of course i immediately used this new power to give myself massive wings
-(pilot)
plural culture is "ive been fronting for quite a while, i should probably take a break" (doesnt leave front for several more days)
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