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"Janet? ... so how have you been lately?"
"I'm fine."
"You always say that, though. You can't just be fine."
"Why not?"
"Janet, no one is always fine, every single day. People have bad days. I wish, I wish you would open up to me about them."
"... Zune, I don't really have bad days. I don't have bad anything. I don't have anything at all. There's nothing. It would be scary, but I don't have that either. I remember how it all felt, like how you remember what something smelled like, but that's it. And it's getting easier to forget. I'm remembering memories of memories of things. At this point my hobby is to watch other people have emotions, because that's as close as it gets."
"That's so sad."
"I don't feel bad for myself though. I'm a predator, you know? Other people are honestly just. Kind of food."
"You made that joke so many times you believe it now. You've convinced yourself that--"
"Nah. That's just what being a monster is. Other people are kind of, games, that you play. I guess I want to win those games, at least. And that doesn't bother me. I feel like it should? I almost want it to? Imagine how nice it would be, to just. Feel bad that you hurt someone. Instead of thinking, 'Ah, that was the wrong approach. I will modify my behavior in the future to elicit the desired response.' I remember doing it once. I remember being a person once. It's like the opposite of riding a bike. You remember doing it, but you can't figure out step one of how you even got there. You put your foot on the pedal and immediately fall over every time."
"Janet, I'm so sorry. That sounds like every day is a bad day."
"It would be nice if it felt like it. It isn't like the movies make it out to be. I'm not trapped in here with some monster that's tempting me to do evil things. It's just what I am now. And it's really quiet. All the bits have been taken out. I don't do something because I'm anxious or have an urge--well, arranging things is an urge. That's pure vampire weakness kicking in! But whenever I do something it's just, because I decided to do it. Everything I do and say is calculated and conscious. I had to relearn how to act casual, physically, because I can't do it anymore. Even this way I'm sitting! I could just lie back, arms crossed over my chest, and only move my mouth, and that's fine too."
"If it makes you more comfortable, you don't have to act around me."
"Hah! No, even Paige gets scared when I don't. It's literally corpselike. And the worst part? It isn't about wanting you to not feel upset at seeing your friend be a corpse? It's that your responses when you're unnerved are always slanted in a direction that's not useful. Isn't that the worst part? I could be a terrible person and not feel guilty. Every time I'm nice or polite or considerate, it's a conscious, predatory choice made by a monster. Isn't that great."
"You don't sound happy about it still. And even then, you're choosing to be a good person, all the same? Even if you say you don't have a conscience anymore, you aren't being cruel?"
"Being cruel isn't very useful. The way society works, it's still better to be, you know. To fit in. Especially as a mimic predator."
"You have to stop calling yourself a predator. You still are a person, if you convince yourself of something, you'll be already standing there when the chance comes to act on it. Don't get so close to that edge."
"Nah. I'm a monster."
"But you don't hurt people. Even if you could, you don't--"
"Zune c'mon you know not all my feeding's consensual. You know it we can stop pretending."
"I can't, I can't judge you. I can't imagine what it's like to go through what you are going through. You don't--you don't, kill them--"
"I'm an efficient farmer. If I become a villain I'll be killed like one. I don't overfeed, I don't hit the same person repeatedly, and my choices aren't out of any bias, but if you want real honest Janet time here, Zune, if you want all the way in, all the way in is someone who sometimes finds it easier to just eat someone without asking permission."
"... and what if I was starving? My parents threw me out, what if your family hadn't taken me in? What if I had done, worse things, to survive? I know you hurt people if you feed on them too often, I always guessed you had to fill in the gaps between friends. I can't judge you."
"I've killed people you know."
"Oh Janet."
"I mean, not counting the other, you know, the ones in the basement when I turned. Like, ones the police do not know about."
"Why? Who?"
"Mostly homeless, you know, the classic. People no one will miss, on a societal level? That was mostly early on. I was still experimenting and learning how this worked. I wanted to see if there was a difference if I went all the way, and there is. I also wanted to see if I could do it, and get away with it. It was important learning. I don't really do it anymore. It's not useful."
"I. Wow."
"And, honestly? On this conceptual level? If I'm not, forced to be good or kind because of empathy? It feels like it makes my choice to not do it, more meaningful? It's easy to say 'I wouldn't kill someone' if it'd leave you guilt-ridden for the rest of your life. I mean it's easy to say 'I'm a nice person' when making people feel bad makes you feel guilty. But I mean, if it literally feels like nothing at all? To hurt people? I'm making the overt choice not to do it. It feels like that's worth something, at least. But I can't feel bad about it. And if you want all the honesty, well, I mean. That's it. I've murdered people only just to see if I could, and it carries the same weight as, I don't know. You get the idea."
"Oh Janet--that's--you--you didn't ask to be like this. It's really easy to judge when you don't go through it. But--you said you don't kill people anymore?"
"It's way more efficient, feeding-wise, in that that very last sip is worth like triple everything that came before it? But in literally every other way it's really inefficient. I don't need to kill? I never have to. If every choice I make is conscious and deliberate, even if I don't feel emotions? I can at least make the choices that... don't make everyone else feel terrible? I can take it into consideration. That making people feel shitty, makes them feel shitty."
"In your own way? You're still trying to be good. You just said it, even if you can't, can't feel, empathy, anymore? You can still, you still choose to act knowing it's, to act based on the idea. You're trying. Life is so, so hard. You're trying to live yours without making other people's worse, now. I think it's, I think it's telling that you did it earlier on, when you were figuring things out, and then decided to stop. I'm so sorry you're going through this. But I don't think you're a bad person."
"Mm. But I mean. It's gotta make you uncomfortable to know that, right?"
"Well, of course! I mean, duh, haha, I mean. It makes me feel a lot of things."
"Hold on to them then. I don't get to feel them. You can be my emotion-keeper then. You can feel what I should be feeling. Well, that's kind of selfish. To put that on you. But, I mean. I can be all, 'Zune, I murdered some people' and you can. You can sort of. Through you I guess I can sort of feel the weight of that. Through a human lens."
"I mean it's definitely not good. But, yeah. Yeah. I can be that. I can be this, external part of you that lets you, yeah. I can do that."
"So we're cool though? Are you like. Comfortable with me, knowing this?"
"... yeah. Yeah. It isn't something you wanted to be done to you. This, all of this, you're trying so hard. I can't pretend I'd have done better. And you're. You're really really trying. I can see it. I know it. What you did is--really bad! But you aren't. You aren't a monster. You're a victim, and you're trying so hard to work with what was forced on you."
"Thank you, Zunairah."
"Yeah, Janet."
"... holy shit I got you to justify murder for me. Holy shit I know I don't feel anything but I think I feel a bit of accomplishment here."
"What?"
"This is like the twentieth time we've had this conversation and I've, finally figured out all the right things to say, and done all the right prep-work, that I can tell you I've committed murder and you'll justify it for me. I'm honestly feeling a sense of pride. That's wild. I think this is an emotion."
"Janet!? What!? What!?"
"We got so close last time I was tempted to call it, but I think this is the keeper. Do you think this is the keeper?"
"What do you mean last time!? Are you joking? Please?"
"Yeah this is the keeper. Holy shit. I actually got you to accept I'm a murderer positively."
"You're--Janet you--"
"If I can be honest just a second? I'm actually touched. I know a lot of our friendship is me just resetting bad conversations until you think how I want you to think, but the way you feel about me, I can almost feel it. And it means a lot to me."
"Janet this is fucked up you can't--"
"LOOK INTO THE WELL OF MY EYES AND BE LOST TO DARK WATERS BEYOND THE REACH OF THE SUN"
"Fuck pl--e-a-s-e. Yes. Janet."
"So, the conversation, it ended after we thanked one another. The fear and shock and betrayal you feel slip away from you on a deep current. The memories and feelings are carried off and melt into the black ocean, lost to the moonlight. All you feel is a newfound understanding and connection with me, wrapped tight around your body in the cold water."
"Yes Janet."
"We spent the last several minutes just quietly watching the fireworks."
"Yes Janet."
"Okay. Hey. Uh. Zune. Did it mean a lot to you, that I trusted you enough to finally open up to you?"
"Yes, Janet."
"Like really really? Describe it? Describe like, what was going through your head."
"I felt like we had been growing distant and had finally come closer. I felt like my best friend had come back."
"Awww. Did it feel nice? Did it feel good!?"
"Yes Janet."
"What did it feel like? What did it feel like when it felt good?"
"It felt good."
"No no no what did it feel like though?"
"It felt good."
"... okay. Okay. That's. That's fine. It's okay. That's fine. I. I can imagine it. I can pretend. I can pretend. Hey. Zune?"
"Yes Janet."
"... I really wish I was sorry?"
"I'm fine."
"You always say that, though. You can't just be fine."
"Why not?"
"Janet, no one is always fine, every single day. People have bad days. I wish, I wish you would open up to me about them."
"... Zune, I don't really have bad days. I don't have bad anything. I don't have anything at all. There's nothing. It would be scary, but I don't have that either. I remember how it all felt, like how you remember what something smelled like, but that's it. And it's getting easier to forget. I'm remembering memories of memories of things. At this point my hobby is to watch other people have emotions, because that's as close as it gets."
"That's so sad."
"I don't feel bad for myself though. I'm a predator, you know? Other people are honestly just. Kind of food."
"You made that joke so many times you believe it now. You've convinced yourself that--"
"Nah. That's just what being a monster is. Other people are kind of, games, that you play. I guess I want to win those games, at least. And that doesn't bother me. I feel like it should? I almost want it to? Imagine how nice it would be, to just. Feel bad that you hurt someone. Instead of thinking, 'Ah, that was the wrong approach. I will modify my behavior in the future to elicit the desired response.' I remember doing it once. I remember being a person once. It's like the opposite of riding a bike. You remember doing it, but you can't figure out step one of how you even got there. You put your foot on the pedal and immediately fall over every time."
"Janet, I'm so sorry. That sounds like every day is a bad day."
"It would be nice if it felt like it. It isn't like the movies make it out to be. I'm not trapped in here with some monster that's tempting me to do evil things. It's just what I am now. And it's really quiet. All the bits have been taken out. I don't do something because I'm anxious or have an urge--well, arranging things is an urge. That's pure vampire weakness kicking in! But whenever I do something it's just, because I decided to do it. Everything I do and say is calculated and conscious. I had to relearn how to act casual, physically, because I can't do it anymore. Even this way I'm sitting! I could just lie back, arms crossed over my chest, and only move my mouth, and that's fine too."
"If it makes you more comfortable, you don't have to act around me."
"Hah! No, even Paige gets scared when I don't. It's literally corpselike. And the worst part? It isn't about wanting you to not feel upset at seeing your friend be a corpse? It's that your responses when you're unnerved are always slanted in a direction that's not useful. Isn't that the worst part? I could be a terrible person and not feel guilty. Every time I'm nice or polite or considerate, it's a conscious, predatory choice made by a monster. Isn't that great."
"You don't sound happy about it still. And even then, you're choosing to be a good person, all the same? Even if you say you don't have a conscience anymore, you aren't being cruel?"
"Being cruel isn't very useful. The way society works, it's still better to be, you know. To fit in. Especially as a mimic predator."
"You have to stop calling yourself a predator. You still are a person, if you convince yourself of something, you'll be already standing there when the chance comes to act on it. Don't get so close to that edge."
"Nah. I'm a monster."
"But you don't hurt people. Even if you could, you don't--"
"Zune c'mon you know not all my feeding's consensual. You know it we can stop pretending."
"I can't, I can't judge you. I can't imagine what it's like to go through what you are going through. You don't--you don't, kill them--"
"I'm an efficient farmer. If I become a villain I'll be killed like one. I don't overfeed, I don't hit the same person repeatedly, and my choices aren't out of any bias, but if you want real honest Janet time here, Zune, if you want all the way in, all the way in is someone who sometimes finds it easier to just eat someone without asking permission."
"... and what if I was starving? My parents threw me out, what if your family hadn't taken me in? What if I had done, worse things, to survive? I know you hurt people if you feed on them too often, I always guessed you had to fill in the gaps between friends. I can't judge you."
"I've killed people you know."
"Oh Janet."
"I mean, not counting the other, you know, the ones in the basement when I turned. Like, ones the police do not know about."
"Why? Who?"
"Mostly homeless, you know, the classic. People no one will miss, on a societal level? That was mostly early on. I was still experimenting and learning how this worked. I wanted to see if there was a difference if I went all the way, and there is. I also wanted to see if I could do it, and get away with it. It was important learning. I don't really do it anymore. It's not useful."
"I. Wow."
"And, honestly? On this conceptual level? If I'm not, forced to be good or kind because of empathy? It feels like it makes my choice to not do it, more meaningful? It's easy to say 'I wouldn't kill someone' if it'd leave you guilt-ridden for the rest of your life. I mean it's easy to say 'I'm a nice person' when making people feel bad makes you feel guilty. But I mean, if it literally feels like nothing at all? To hurt people? I'm making the overt choice not to do it. It feels like that's worth something, at least. But I can't feel bad about it. And if you want all the honesty, well, I mean. That's it. I've murdered people only just to see if I could, and it carries the same weight as, I don't know. You get the idea."
"Oh Janet--that's--you--you didn't ask to be like this. It's really easy to judge when you don't go through it. But--you said you don't kill people anymore?"
"It's way more efficient, feeding-wise, in that that very last sip is worth like triple everything that came before it? But in literally every other way it's really inefficient. I don't need to kill? I never have to. If every choice I make is conscious and deliberate, even if I don't feel emotions? I can at least make the choices that... don't make everyone else feel terrible? I can take it into consideration. That making people feel shitty, makes them feel shitty."
"In your own way? You're still trying to be good. You just said it, even if you can't, can't feel, empathy, anymore? You can still, you still choose to act knowing it's, to act based on the idea. You're trying. Life is so, so hard. You're trying to live yours without making other people's worse, now. I think it's, I think it's telling that you did it earlier on, when you were figuring things out, and then decided to stop. I'm so sorry you're going through this. But I don't think you're a bad person."
"Mm. But I mean. It's gotta make you uncomfortable to know that, right?"
"Well, of course! I mean, duh, haha, I mean. It makes me feel a lot of things."
"Hold on to them then. I don't get to feel them. You can be my emotion-keeper then. You can feel what I should be feeling. Well, that's kind of selfish. To put that on you. But, I mean. I can be all, 'Zune, I murdered some people' and you can. You can sort of. Through you I guess I can sort of feel the weight of that. Through a human lens."
"I mean it's definitely not good. But, yeah. Yeah. I can be that. I can be this, external part of you that lets you, yeah. I can do that."
"So we're cool though? Are you like. Comfortable with me, knowing this?"
"... yeah. Yeah. It isn't something you wanted to be done to you. This, all of this, you're trying so hard. I can't pretend I'd have done better. And you're. You're really really trying. I can see it. I know it. What you did is--really bad! But you aren't. You aren't a monster. You're a victim, and you're trying so hard to work with what was forced on you."
"Thank you, Zunairah."
"Yeah, Janet."
"... holy shit I got you to justify murder for me. Holy shit I know I don't feel anything but I think I feel a bit of accomplishment here."
"What?"
"This is like the twentieth time we've had this conversation and I've, finally figured out all the right things to say, and done all the right prep-work, that I can tell you I've committed murder and you'll justify it for me. I'm honestly feeling a sense of pride. That's wild. I think this is an emotion."
"Janet!? What!? What!?"
"We got so close last time I was tempted to call it, but I think this is the keeper. Do you think this is the keeper?"
"What do you mean last time!? Are you joking? Please?"
"Yeah this is the keeper. Holy shit. I actually got you to accept I'm a murderer positively."
"You're--Janet you--"
"If I can be honest just a second? I'm actually touched. I know a lot of our friendship is me just resetting bad conversations until you think how I want you to think, but the way you feel about me, I can almost feel it. And it means a lot to me."
"Janet this is fucked up you can't--"
"LOOK INTO THE WELL OF MY EYES AND BE LOST TO DARK WATERS BEYOND THE REACH OF THE SUN"
"Fuck pl--e-a-s-e. Yes. Janet."
"So, the conversation, it ended after we thanked one another. The fear and shock and betrayal you feel slip away from you on a deep current. The memories and feelings are carried off and melt into the black ocean, lost to the moonlight. All you feel is a newfound understanding and connection with me, wrapped tight around your body in the cold water."
"Yes Janet."
"We spent the last several minutes just quietly watching the fireworks."
"Yes Janet."
"Okay. Hey. Uh. Zune. Did it mean a lot to you, that I trusted you enough to finally open up to you?"
"Yes, Janet."
"Like really really? Describe it? Describe like, what was going through your head."
"I felt like we had been growing distant and had finally come closer. I felt like my best friend had come back."
"Awww. Did it feel nice? Did it feel good!?"
"Yes Janet."
"What did it feel like? What did it feel like when it felt good?"
"It felt good."
"No no no what did it feel like though?"
"It felt good."
"... okay. Okay. That's. That's fine. It's okay. That's fine. I. I can imagine it. I can pretend. I can pretend. Hey. Zune?"
"Yes Janet."
"... I really wish I was sorry?"
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Huh.
The first thing that comes to mind is that Janet has kind of a Groundhog Day thing going on, except she can skip the tedium of doing the whole thing over again and just retry individual conversations. So I guess more like save scumming?
The hint of a hint of something approximating emotion at the end is interesting.
I think I like the idea of a character that isn't a... "person", but kind of sort of remembers being one at one point, and navigates through life informed by that.
The first thing that comes to mind is that Janet has kind of a Groundhog Day thing going on, except she can skip the tedium of doing the whole thing over again and just retry individual conversations. So I guess more like save scumming?
The hint of a hint of something approximating emotion at the end is interesting.
I think I like the idea of a character that isn't a... "person", but kind of sort of remembers being one at one point, and navigates through life informed by that.
Janet seems to be a person, she has self-awareness, she does not have an emotional bandwidth that can register strong responses.
She clearly experiences a sense of achievement when she gets the input/response right, and she has a sense of disappointment when her friend is unable to describe the depth of emotion in terms that she can process.
Honestly, I'm a little jealous of her getting to reset conversations, its like brute forcing a password without a lockout. Usually, you get one, maybe two, shots at controlling a conversation so you have to invest a lot more prep work into the mindstate before starting the script.
She clearly experiences a sense of achievement when she gets the input/response right, and she has a sense of disappointment when her friend is unable to describe the depth of emotion in terms that she can process.
Honestly, I'm a little jealous of her getting to reset conversations, its like brute forcing a password without a lockout. Usually, you get one, maybe two, shots at controlling a conversation so you have to invest a lot more prep work into the mindstate before starting the script.
I should probably clarify that I absolutely think Janet is a person (in the sense that she's self-aware, capable of introspection, and able to interact with the world and individuals on a level beyond basic animal concerns), but that "not being a 'person'" is turn of phrase me and some fellow neurodivergent close friends started using.
I'm not exactly a "person", either.
It's like, uh. The majority of "people" don't understand what makes them "people", y'know? There's a lot of behaviour and underlying wiring that gets taken for granted, and when you need to puzzle and reason it out to decode its functionality and input/output for yourself to fit in, you become acutely aware that you're different from them and that you just... lack something they have.
Hence, you're not a "person". You're a "thing" approximating a "person's" behaviour.
My wife loves vampires because they're not people. I like aliens and parasites for the same reason.
I'm not exactly a "person", either.
It's like, uh. The majority of "people" don't understand what makes them "people", y'know? There's a lot of behaviour and underlying wiring that gets taken for granted, and when you need to puzzle and reason it out to decode its functionality and input/output for yourself to fit in, you become acutely aware that you're different from them and that you just... lack something they have.
Hence, you're not a "person". You're a "thing" approximating a "person's" behaviour.
My wife loves vampires because they're not people. I like aliens and parasites for the same reason.
it is exactly save-scumming. janet is like 20% a nerd, or was, before she died, but she was never deep into it enough to really catch on to the terminology to call it save-scumming. that is literally exactly what she does with her social relationships , though. she can't revert time but she can undo bad conversations and try again with new information. janet doesn't have very many actual vampire powers but she sure does get a LOT of mileage out of her hypnotism
janet is a horrible soulless monster in the corpse of a twenty-something girl but she also was at some point a twenty-something girl and when she died it isn't like some alien consciousness took over. something in her went bye-bye, but she didn't get any new perspective or ontology. there's no BEAST personality telling her humans are food, whispering it to her ear. everything she believes now she does as an organic result of what she's experienced. which means she also has experienced emotions, and being alive, and while she can't feel nostalgia or melancholia or regret, even on an intellectual level,
she's spent ~6 years as a vampire and 21 as a human. she wasn't born a sociopath, it was forced on her, and forced on her alongside a sobering clarity of mind. it isn't like someone who gets brain damage and turns into another person, even. she's still the same person, it's just... everything in the room is gone. she remembers it being there. she remembers it being important, back when it was there.
she knows the person she used to be would be terrified by all of this. she knows she SHOULD feel bad. have you ever had like... a bad depressive bout, and you have no interest in something you used to love? and you just feel, so utterly neutral on it? but you remember liking it. you wish you had feelings about it again.
it's like that, but for everything!
janet is a horrible soulless monster in the corpse of a twenty-something girl but she also was at some point a twenty-something girl and when she died it isn't like some alien consciousness took over. something in her went bye-bye, but she didn't get any new perspective or ontology. there's no BEAST personality telling her humans are food, whispering it to her ear. everything she believes now she does as an organic result of what she's experienced. which means she also has experienced emotions, and being alive, and while she can't feel nostalgia or melancholia or regret, even on an intellectual level,
she's spent ~6 years as a vampire and 21 as a human. she wasn't born a sociopath, it was forced on her, and forced on her alongside a sobering clarity of mind. it isn't like someone who gets brain damage and turns into another person, even. she's still the same person, it's just... everything in the room is gone. she remembers it being there. she remembers it being important, back when it was there.
she knows the person she used to be would be terrified by all of this. she knows she SHOULD feel bad. have you ever had like... a bad depressive bout, and you have no interest in something you used to love? and you just feel, so utterly neutral on it? but you remember liking it. you wish you had feelings about it again.
it's like that, but for everything!
you remember it used to be really important to you that it was there
you're not really sure why
you're not scared, but are concerned, what will happen when you forget about it
janet's biggest Concern is forgetting how to pass as a human, and just, by habit and pragmatism, becoming a full-on monster
not out of, fear? but out of knowledge that once she forgets what it's like all the way, she wont' be able to be convincing, and she won't get it back. it won't upset her when it happens, but she still thinks it's Worthwhile to push it back
you're not really sure why
you're not scared, but are concerned, what will happen when you forget about it
janet's biggest Concern is forgetting how to pass as a human, and just, by habit and pragmatism, becoming a full-on monster
not out of, fear? but out of knowledge that once she forgets what it's like all the way, she wont' be able to be convincing, and she won't get it back. it won't upset her when it happens, but she still thinks it's Worthwhile to push it back
I'm curious what the iterative conversational process between Janet and Zune was to get Zune to forgive Janet murdering people, honestly.
And yeah, I getcha! Makes me want to do more with that sort of characterization in my own works. There's something that just fascinates me about the sort of... existentialism of characters adapting to a headspace that isn't "their's".
And yeah, I getcha! Makes me want to do more with that sort of characterization in my own works. There's something that just fascinates me about the sort of... existentialism of characters adapting to a headspace that isn't "their's".
years of carefully managed sympathy, little conversations that seemed innocuous to zune but were all little building blocks to this moment
a roommate who will defend and protect her, without having to be under her direct mental control
the ideal tool for any vampire
it's also good practice. janet intends to Not Die so she better use her safe resources here now while she can just do whatever she wants and get away with it
a roommate who will defend and protect her, without having to be under her direct mental control
the ideal tool for any vampire
it's also good practice. janet intends to Not Die so she better use her safe resources here now while she can just do whatever she wants and get away with it
I absolutely love your writing and how it shows insights into a character's mind. Janet may lack emotion and feeling, but she seems to have curiosity and determination. She spent quite a bit of time resetting the conversation until she got the desired result. Was there a need to do that? Probably not, but she kept at it for some reason.
Janet may be a soulless monster, but there's still SOMETHING there that drives her.
Janet may be a soulless monster, but there's still SOMETHING there that drives her.
it's useful to have a roommate who will earnestly defend her actions, in a way that she thinks she reached on her own, without manipulation
it's all about setting things up to be easier for yourself, because ease is preferable to challenge
also she knows she should feel guilty, and she can't, so having someone feel guilty and apologize for her scratches the idea of that itch
it's all about setting things up to be easier for yourself, because ease is preferable to challenge
also she knows she should feel guilty, and she can't, so having someone feel guilty and apologize for her scratches the idea of that itch
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