You didn't always go by the name Jinx. Your sister is Vi, and you were raised by both Vander and Silco. Your birth parents are dead. You have a... friendship with Sevika, where you both respect each other but won't say you care about each other. You're a brilliant scientist, but won't work on anything except weapons. You're, somehow, a symbol Zaun has decided to rally behind.
all that tells me is that you actually listened to what we told you and you got buddy buddy with vander. trust me there you are not special he goes buddy buddy really quick, golden boy.
All it proves is you read my journal and learned what you did without any observation skills. No more skilled at "knowing" me than a typesetter at a newspaper.
You don't know how people work. You don't try to. There's you, and there's the people you like, and there's everyone else as cheap baubles you poke at for fun. We're not people with complex minds or actions- we're toys. "Wind up Jayce and watch him run around." Our reactions are your entertainment.
And if I'm not "fun" anymore? Now you're mad. I'm not doing the thing you want me to do. A loss of control.
I'm pretty good at knowing how people work. You didn't have to care about what people thought of you to get where you are. I did. A lot. You don't get anywhere in Piltover without being able to predict the thoughts of whomever is sponsoring your next project and make yourself as appealing as you can to them.
So no. I'm not going to "go back to being fun." I don't need to appeal to you.
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Date: 2025-04-22 12:51 pm (UTC)You didn't always go by the name Jinx. Your sister is Vi, and you were raised by both Vander and Silco. Your birth parents are dead. You have a... friendship with Sevika, where you both respect each other but won't say you care about each other. You're a brilliant scientist, but won't work on anything except weapons. You're, somehow, a symbol Zaun has decided to rally behind.
How am I doing so far?
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Date: 2025-04-22 01:18 pm (UTC)is it my turn?
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Date: 2025-04-28 12:05 am (UTC)(Send to Viktor.)
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Date: 2025-05-09 11:44 am (UTC)but i think you have eyes, that's all. go back to being fun, jayce
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Date: 2025-05-09 03:28 pm (UTC)You don't know how people work. You don't try to. There's you, and there's the people you like, and there's everyone else as cheap baubles you poke at for fun. We're not people with complex minds or actions- we're toys. "Wind up Jayce and watch him run around." Our reactions are your entertainment.
And if I'm not "fun" anymore? Now you're mad. I'm not doing the thing you want me to do. A loss of control.
I'm pretty good at knowing how people work. You didn't have to care about what people thought of you to get where you are. I did. A lot. You don't get anywhere in Piltover without being able to predict the thoughts of whomever is sponsoring your next project and make yourself as appealing as you can to them.
So no. I'm not going to "go back to being fun." I don't need to appeal to you.
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Date: 2025-05-14 02:29 pm (UTC)very enlightening.
this was fun! bye, jayce.