UN: JUSTSOPHIE | TEXT

[sophielicious]

hello, fellow unwilling etrayans. this is sophie cuckoo.

two things to address today. the first one is regarding NYX. if you don't know what the fuck im talking about, in charronway there's a massive building with grafitti all over and the entrance says 'all welcome'. it's our community center here in etraya, we offer homemade meals for lunch and dinner, community support and classes given by our fellow kidnapped, and a space for gatherings if you want to use it as such.

i am once more opening roles for cooks, and if you want to teach something to the community or if there's something you'd like to learn, let me know and i'll fix it in the schedule. in the mornings, you'll talk to chrissy and for our collective psychological well-being, never ever address me before 12pm, but i'm available there after that time and chrissy will tell me if you need anything prior to my soul returning to my body. i also know some of you got powers on earth, so if you need some testing grounds or help, that can be arranged too, although i want to make it clear i am a not a good teacher. you choose this at your own risk.

now that that's out of the way. part two, people. tell me what you are up to, give me your problems to solve, you guys know the drill. last time you all had such interesting insights and some of you are in dire need of therapy, but well. let's go.

i got some time to kill.

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private from here on out

[sophielicious]

(Ouch, girl, fine, no need to be extra. Jesus Christ.)

then im totally ignoring your yapping about my lifestyle. you can only choose one text method.

go.

[repaintress]

If you weren't ignoring it regardless, I would be disappointed.

[ Sophie is too self-assured to take Clea's admonitions seriously. ]

For what reasons would a man express desire and not follow through?

mildly nsfw???

[sophielicious]

oh, i definitely was, but i mean i am leaving you on read.

oh. haha. okay.

fear of commitment, fear of rejection, trust issues, fear of sexual intimacy, sexual performance anxiety, emotional unavailability, low self-esteem, insecurity, emotional immaturity, dick size concerns, preferring the chase rather than the result, fear of failure, selfishness, fear of pain, prior relationships, trauma, biased viewpoints, like you can pick and choose.

Still mildly nsfw

[repaintress]

[ Fair enough.

That is a dazzling array of dysfunctions. For not the first time, Clea finds herself with a certain sympathy for Sophie. ]

Wonderful. All of the potential options are outside of my control.

[ She doesn't care about commitment or emotional availability. She thinks.

Nevertheless, she can appreciate Sophie's directness and completeness. ]

[sophielicious]

duh.

idk. get him first i guess works wonders for me

[repaintress]

That is certainly an option on the table.

The main obstacle is that I wish to enjoy him, not break him. Breaking a man can cause him to weep, and I prefer to avoid that in bed if possible.

[ It has happened before. Artists. ]

[sophielicious]

you gonna tell me who it is or what

[repaintress]

I don't know. It might be amusing to have you guess each eligible male in Etraya.

[ And this is precisely why she wanted to have this conversation via text. It's a reasonable want, and it takes Clea ages to actually type a name. ]

Clive.

[sophielicious]

you know i'd cheat. i'm not that patient.

oh. OH none of that he's just helpless

i'm friends with him. do you want me to shake him? i can.

[repaintress]

Of course, but I would make you work for it.

No. Not yet.

Is he helpless? He sends very conflicted signals.

[sophielicious]

no he's a full moron. you have to spell it out to him. bless your heart.

by the way i cannot BELIEVE he didnt tell me. what is he good for he was supposed to keep in the loop. uGH!!!!!!!! 🙄🙄🙄🙄 he had ONE job

[repaintress]

My tastes are a burden.

[ Sometimes they are so unfortunate. ]

Perhaps he does not find me worth discussing. I had considered that perhaps he viewed me in a more familial fashion, but one does not kiss their family members in such a way, nor refer to being unable to touch them as torture.

[sophielicious]

you and me both, but eh.

no no. that's exactly the stuff he has to tell me. after you lock in let me know so i can shake him.

see? moron. full moron.

[repaintress]

We're cursed.

[ Perhaps those women who simply sit back and wait have a point...no, she cannot finish the thought. It makes her feel ill. Absolutely not. ]

I will inform you.

I am not, at this point, disagreeing.

[sophielicious]

don't disappoint me, clea. you have one job, too.

[repaintress]

The world is disappointing enough. I shall endeavor not to add to your disappointments.

You are bored, aren't you?

[sophielicious]

(Or obsessively doing shit to avoid discomfort, but yeah, bored works.)

and that's why you rise through my affection ranks.

yup. last time was fun. also, i put you for panting and art theory on wednesdays and fridays 3pm. good talk.

[repaintress]

Last time?

Absolutely not.

[sophielicious]

i did the same post a while back.

awww, clea. come on. i'm batting my long blonde eyelashes. s'il-te-plaît?

[repaintress]

Ah, yes, you did.

No. I have actual art to make and I detest babysitting.

Unfortunately for you, I am an eldest child.

[ And therefore immune to pleas and batting eyelashes. ]

[sophielicious]

ugh.

lame, clea. LAME.

[repaintress]

🥲.

[ Yes, she actually uses punctuation with an emoji. ]