Imagine that you are, somehow, a mint who can make high-level coins out of mild boredom or some other trivially inconvenient state of mind. You are set for miracles. Never will you be in danger of having less magic than you need.
Now, think of someone you know who is just incredibly, loathsomely annoying. If you don't know such a person, imagine one. The sort of person where just knowing you're going to have to interact with them in any capacity drains all the fun out of your day.
Suppose that this person is part of a smallish minority population who can - let's see, you're human, right - who can fly by flapping their elbows. Out of all those people, it's the annoying one specifically who is also graced with the ability to distribute this power.
Now, you're capable of assigning yourself any flight power you like with miracle magic - dozens of them, if you choose - you could shapeshift into a hundred different kinds of flying animal, you could give yourself levitation, you could spontaneously manifest jetpacks at need, you could invent those amazing-sounding wings my alt Sable found in her adventures. You are replete with potential flight powers.
But the specific power of flight by elbow-flapping can only be acquired by going to the Most Annoying Person in the World and asking politely, then enduring their thinly veiled contempt while they put on a show of welcoming you to the community of elbow-flappers, whereupon for at least a decade afterward they will be contacting you regularly to remind you how great it is to be an elbow-flapper, sigh loudly, and rhetorically ask what took you so long in a sanctimoniously pitying tone.
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Re: Some random questions
Date: 2015-08-29 01:58 pm (UTC)Imagine that you are, somehow, a mint who can make high-level coins out of mild boredom or some other trivially inconvenient state of mind. You are set for miracles. Never will you be in danger of having less magic than you need.
Now, think of someone you know who is just incredibly, loathsomely annoying. If you don't know such a person, imagine one. The sort of person where just knowing you're going to have to interact with them in any capacity drains all the fun out of your day.
Suppose that this person is part of a smallish minority population who can - let's see, you're human, right - who can fly by flapping their elbows. Out of all those people, it's the annoying one specifically who is also graced with the ability to distribute this power.
Now, you're capable of assigning yourself any flight power you like with miracle magic - dozens of them, if you choose - you could shapeshift into a hundred different kinds of flying animal, you could give yourself levitation, you could spontaneously manifest jetpacks at need, you could invent those amazing-sounding wings my alt Sable found in her adventures. You are replete with potential flight powers.
But the specific power of flight by elbow-flapping can only be acquired by going to the Most Annoying Person in the World and asking politely, then enduring their thinly veiled contempt while they put on a show of welcoming you to the community of elbow-flappers, whereupon for at least a decade afterward they will be contacting you regularly to remind you how great it is to be an elbow-flapper, sigh loudly, and rhetorically ask what took you so long in a sanctimoniously pitying tone.
I hope this metaphor has been enlightening.