Story concept: a plural version of It's A Wonderful Life where the system are shown what life would be like if each alter were the only one and got to live as a singlet.
The end result being that it would be an incomplete life as they'd each be literally missing a part of themselves.
honestly, i think the best part of our plurality is the emotional bleedthrough we have. it happens more the stonger the emotions are and it feels exactly like im feeling my own emotions, but im not the source of it.
if one of us is feeling bad, like stressed, sad, anxious, whatever, well now the others know exactly how they feel and can help to comfort them so much better than they could otherwise, also its great to just feel them calm down as you help.
but its gets better, it happens with joy as well. it really is an amazing feeling just bounceing pure happiness off each other, and theres been a few times we've gotten into a bit of a feedback loop with it.
im not sure were we saw it but i remember seeing a quote along the lines of "shared pain is halved, shared joy is doubled" and thats exactly what is like.
we love being plural and wouldnt trade it for the world.
You gotta be silly and whimsical and full of joy sometimes so baby systems know they have options. Remember: you, too, can be a random blogger of shitposts on the Internet, or an editor for nonhuman romance novels, or someone who carries a turtle down several blocks to release it into a small lake because otherwise it's going to keep trying to walk into the road. Just because you're a system doesn't mean you're locked into one strict way of life – and it definitely doesn't mean you're doomed to be miserable all the time, forever. Despite it all, we stay silly
Plurality
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--
some system positivity art!!
(with the lovely "the future is plural" phrase by(?) @sophieinwonderland !! [hope the @ is alright uaug])
Normalizing loving plurality. Not even your own.
Normalize treating new potential headmates in other systems like a default positive until otherwise. Normalize hearing "I think there's a new guy in here" and saying "Wow! Do you wanna talk to them?" instead of "Oh, no :(" And, of course, normalize treating new headmates who front out of nowhere with no idea where they are with kindness, patience, and understanding. Normalize being a rock they can stand on while they get their footing.
Normalize being frustrated you can't physically hold all your friends in a separate system the way you might hold a non-plural friend group. Normalize adoring your friend's headmates. Normalize being happy for them when they talk about their plurality.
Normalize loving plurality.
this is actually how i started questioning whether or not im plural,
got what i thought where intrusive thoughts so i just internally yelled "oh shut up", and they yelled back and now here we are.
Questioning median culture is realising I've possibly been telling another facet to shut up for years just thinking they were anxiety thoughts and feeling bad about it?
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sorry if i forget your name, im really bad at remembering peoples names.
i dont even remember my own name half the time.