Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Getting to know you: Romance

For the last of our first week basic getting to know you questions, let's move to what everyone wants to know about you: romance! Are you in love? Are you still grieving a lost love? Do you have an extremely attractive but incredibly annoying partner whom you are either going to strangle or........(wink, wink.)

Or perhaps your species does things a different way....?

Either way, we want the dish!

34 comments:

DESTINY said...

I am alone. Although all are with me, I shall always be alone.

Shy said...

"Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius."

William Shakespeare

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Mira,

Yes, dear. I'm afraid that I have never had a love of my own. I did have one beau many years ago, but sadly, we argued over something quite silly, as so many do, and he left. I later regretted my harsh words, but it was too late. He had found another.

Try to value the ones you love, dear, for they are quite precious, you know.

But do not feel too sad for me, dear. I have a lovely day planned today. I am meeting with my knitting group, and we are having lunch.

Have a nice day, dear.

Sincerely,

Ms. Fettleston

Fin said...

Ms. Fettleson,

You are at times so lovely.

Fin said...

I have a love that is almost painful at time. It's not just painful in my heart but it hurts in my teeth and my bones. I love Oscar in a way that even I don't completely understand but it's the way he loves me that's confounding. He loves me ferociously and in a way that upsets our parents and sometimes our friends. There's really nothing to be done with me.

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Fin,

Why thank you, dear. I think you are a lovely young woman as well.

Do you have a love in your life, dear? Or perhaps being a sub-species make that difficult. Don't worry, dear. Someone will find out how special you are.

Sincerely,

Ms. Fettleston

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Fin,

Ah, I see. What a vivid description, dear. I'm sorry that it is painful at times, dear, but, really, how exciting!

Young love, so passionate. It's a pleasure to hear about it.

Sincerely,

Ms. Fettleston

Pure fiction said...

I thought I was in love once, for about six months. Now, I'm not sure. Someone you love wouldn't treat you the way my ex-husband treated me.
So maybe I didn't love him at all. That's what I tell myself on good days, when I manage to convince myself that my newly single life isn't too bad.
On dark days I still pray to Aunt Dee that his toe-nails will fall off.
I'm sorry, Ms Fettleston - I know that's not a very nice thing to say. You seem so content with your single life - I hope I'll feel like you do some day.

Marilyn Peake said...

I’m very much in love with my husband, and I need help. Please, can someone help me? Please? My husband is U.S. Army Private Jack Walker. The year is 2027. My husband was admitted to a U.S. military hospital with a head injury. When no one else is around, he tells me that he has vivid memories of fighting along the Chinese-Mongolian border, but military officials insist he’s been fighting in Ethiopia, Africa. My husband describes the Chinese-Mongolian area in tremendous detail, so it seems he’s been there. My husband doesn’t seem well, and the doctors have started medicating me with tranquilizers. Please help us. We had a short video made about our experience: Video for short story, "Cannon Fodder: Operation Horse Whisperer". And more information about our story can be found here: Short Stories Page.

- Mrs. Alison Walker, one of the main characters in a short story published with its own book cover, Cannon Fodder: Operation Horse Whisperer.

Marilyn Peake said...

Oh my goodness, the link to my video doesn't seem to work. Mysterious things are happening. If you'd like to see our short video about my husband's situation, you could try this link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nfm1k6ZZcyI
or view the video on the following page: Movie Theater.

- Mrs. Alison Walker, one of the main characters in a short story published with its own book cover, Cannon Fodder: Operation Horse Whisperer.

Chicken Little said...

Love is scary. Just think of all the things that could go wrong. You could like them, but then they don't like you. Or they could like you, and then you don't like them. Or they like you, and then they don't. Or you like them, but then you don't. Or you like them, but then they turn out to be axe-murderers. That can happen. I saw a movie once where that happened once.

Definitely don't fall in love, it is way too dangerous. I don't want to be murdered by an axe, so I'm definitely not going to fall in love.

Anonymous said...

I don't know.

I've never been in love.

Hi Fin.



Shadow

Troubadour said...

Ahh, mon cheri, you are hitting on me already. Come, sit by me, and I'll sing you a song of love. It is time I introduced you to my softer side...

Chicken Little said...

Mrs. Alison Walker -

I think you are a victim of a government conspiracy. The government is always conspiring against us. I saw this in a movie once. And then another movie once. Head injuries are bad, which will make it even harder to fight the government conspiracy. I hope you find someone to help you. Maybe you should call the police. Except they could be part of the conspiracy. So, don't call the police. I don't know what you should do. I hope you get help. If I can help you, let me know, except I don't know if I can help you. Want me to tell someone? Except no one ever listens to me.

Marilyn Peake said...

Chicken Little,

I think I might need to hire a private investigator, and maybe contact the news. The military won't release my husband from the hospital, and he told me recently that they're injecting him with some kind of weird luminescent purple liquid. The tranquilizers they gave me were also purple. Chicken Little, thank you so much for offering to help me, but please don't tell anyone who won't listen. It isn't safe.


- Mrs. Alison Walker, one of the main characters in a short story published with its own book cover, Cannon Fodder: Operation Horse Whisperer.

Chicken Little said...

Weird luminescent purple liquid! Weird luminescent purple liquid!!
Weird luminescent purple liquid!!!

Okay, I won't tell a soul. Boy oh boy oh boy, I hope you and your husband get out of this one. It sounds scary.

Don't tell the news, though. You can't trust reporters. I saw a movie once where the reporters were actually robots that were controlled by aliens. So you know you can trust them, because they could be alien robots. So, be careful!

Chicken Little said...

Can't trust them. It should have said can't trust them.

Don't trust them.

Goran Njiric said...

Ah, Fin. That reminds me of my younger days. If he's too rough with you, though, do as I did with the girl who had been dating me around the time my revolution was quelled; Get out. Run like you're friend Chicken Little. There's something wrong with the type of person who goes out of their way to damage things they love.

Which makes me wonder, about friend Chicken Little. The bad things are half the fun. If you can't be wrong, how can you learn? Why, it took me about half a year of striking out before I realized what my problems were. Now it's no problem getting someone to go out with me.

Can't say that I've had much love myself in recent years, though. Sure, I've been in relationships, but love has a fun feeling to it, rather than an 'I'm just doing this for the sex' feeling. I'm well past the age where it would make sense to settle down.

So, I'll keep looking. There's likely something interesting at the next port of call, no?

Ms. Fettleston said...

Dear Ms. Pure Fiction,

Now that's quite alright, dear. If your young man treated you badly, I hope his toenails fall off too.

Oh my. I felt quite wicked there for a moment. Talking with you young folk is decidedly invigorating.

Don't worry though, dear. Now that nasty young man is out of your life, it will make room for someone who will truly treasure you. You'll see.

Have a lovely evening, dear.

Sincerely,

Ms. Fettleston

Fin said...

Troubadour,
Do tell. I would love to see a side of you that didn't make me wish I was allowed to be violent. Of course, you're a ghost. I don't know what the rules are when it comes to ghosts.

Fin said...

Shadow,
Hello. Girls are silly and trouble.

Fin said...

Goran,

Thanks for worrying. It's not like that at all. I'm glad you've gotten out of a sick relationship and have the guts to talk about it. But Oscar loves me in a way I can feel it. It's good but the painful part comes simply from the overwhelming sensation of him being near me.

Marilyn Peake said...

Chicken Little,

I hope I didn't upset you too much. Please, just forget I said anything. Your kind concern made me feel a little bit better. I really appreciate your having the courage to talk with me about a situation that was upsetting to you, in order to help me out. Maybe you could speak with Ms. Fettleston. She seems to have a very calming influence and lots of wonderful advice.

- Mrs. Alison Walker, one of the main characters in a short story published with its own book cover, Cannon Fodder: Operation Horse Whisperer.

Goran Njiric said...

Ah. That's good, but I can't say I've ever felt that one. Nervous, yes, afraid, yes, uncomfortable burning sensation a week or two later, yes. Is it a good feeling?

I'd not say that it takes guts to talk about a failed relationship. All it really took at the time was applied cowardice in the changing of locks and the use of my food stores that I kept in case a second rebellion popped up. She gave up trying to break in after about a week.

I wish I were young again, and still believed in that 'true love' mess. Then maybe I'd be able to lie to myself the next time I found someone.

Ah well. Times are still good.

Fin said...

Goran,
It takes guts to talk about an abusive relationship when you're a male being abused by a girl. It's a social taboo.

Goran Njiric said...

Oh. It is? That hadn't occurred to me. All I know is that she was bigger than me (no mean feat, considering that I'm six feet tall on my own) and was an internationally known boxer. Anyone in their right mind isn't going to stick around for that if it turns sour.

I try to not keep secrets about myself. Other people's secrets, I'll do, especially if they're paying me like the gendarmerie, but I don't see much toward keeping things secret. It tends to inhibit approachability and popularity in colony living.

Not to mention that the colony was pretty small. Less than a million people allows a lot of people to know your business. Better they hear it on your terms than on their own.

Fin said...

Goran,
What year is it and what planet are you on? If you don't mind my asking.

Chicken Little said...

Mrs. Alison Walker,

Oh boy. I just watched your video. That was scary. That was a great video, but it was scary. Those were scary big purple needles. I really hope no one shoots me with those big purple needles. Maybe I will talk to Ms. Fettleston. She seems nice. I don't know if she'd listen to me, though. No one ever listens to me.

Fin said...

Chicken Little,
You're famous. You should be able to find sycophants in droves. But we listen to you here even if you are to sweet to find said sycophants and surround yourself with them.

Chicken Little said...

I'm famous. When did that happen? Why do people know about me? Who told them? What did they say? Are people talking about me? I don't know that word, sycophant. What does that word mean? Do you think it means people watch you and know about you? I saw a movie once where that happened. Maybe I do know what that word means, but I can't remember because they injected me with huge purple needles. And I have brain cancer. Maybe I can't remember because I have brain cancer.

Goran Njiric said...

I don't mind at all. Though, do understand if I must ask you the same question. When and where do you hang about?

It's the 49th year of the Century of Promise where I'm from. I'm old enough to remember the Grand Coordinator's promise; I was eighteen and just out of the hospital after the rebellion when it was made. So, by old-calendar years, oh, I should remember this, some people celebrated the century ending a while back... 2127 old-calendar? I believe that's it.

As for a planet, I must confess; I've never actually set foot on one. I spent all my life on a signal relay and refueling station. I'll likely never know the touch of a planet's atmosphere.

Fin said...

Sorry, Chicken Little. Someone had a couple Guinness last night and shouldn't have mentioned any of it. Don't be alarmed.

Marilyn Peake said...

Chicken Little,

Thank you for watching that video. I'm pretty sure you'll never be injected with the large needles of purple liquid; those seem to be given only in the military hospital where my husband is being treated. I worry about him constantly and feel very depressed about his situation.

- Mrs. Alison Walker, one of the main characters in a short story published with its own book cover, Cannon Fodder: Operation Horse Whisperer.

Candy said...

Hi, I'm Candy and though some busybody just wrote to Mira to say I was too dumb to post,my bloke,Brian, showed me what to click- so now I'm here!
Supposed to introduce myself so... well, I'm 5'9", thin, purple hair,( short and standing up well right now). with black lipstick and nail varnish and various rings and studs. I took the one out of my nose 'cause it reminded me of a bull. Oh, I am a girl. living with other Goth types in London, but mainly with Brian. I wish I could still paint, teachers once said I was good, but but Brian says I'm not and besides he hates the colors.
It's going to be great to meet you all. I'm leaving London soon, but it's a secret. Bye Now.