/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

There is an idea of a Beatani Chisato, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real her, only an entity, something illusory, and though she can hide her cold gaze and you can shake her hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense your lifestyles are probably comparable: she simply is not there.
It is hard for her to make sense on any given level. She is fabricated, an aberration. She is a noncontingent human being. Her personality is sketchy and unformed, her heartlessness goes deep and is persistent. Her conscience, her pity, her hopes disappeared a long time ago if they ever did exist.
There are no more barriers to cross. All she has in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem she has caused and her utter indifference toward it, she has now surpassed.She still, though, holds on to one single bleak truth: no one is safe, nothing is redeemed. Yet she is blameless. Each model of human behavior must be assumed to have some validity. Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do? Her pain is constant and sharp and she does not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, she wants her pain to be inflicted on others. She wants no one to escape.

There is an idea of a Beatani Chisato, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real her, only an entity, something illusory, and though she can hide her cold gaze and you can shake her hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense your lifestyles are probably comparable: she simply is not there.
It is hard for her to make sense on any given level. She is fabricated, an aberration. She is a noncontingent human being. Her personality is sketchy and unformed, her heartlessness goes deep and is persistent. Her conscience, her pity, her hopes disappeared a long time ago if they ever did exist.
There are no more barriers to cross. All she has in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem she has caused and her utter indifference toward it, she has now surpassed.She still, though, holds on to one single bleak truth: no one is safe, nothing is redeemed. Yet she is blameless. Each model of human behavior must be assumed to have some validity. Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do? Her pain is constant and sharp and she does not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, she wants her pain to be inflicted on others. She wants no one to escape.

There is an idea of a Beatani Chisato, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real her, only an entity, something illusory, and though she can hide her cold gaze and you can shake her hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense your lifestyles are probably comparable: she simply is not there.
It is hard for her to make sense on any given level. She is fabricated, an aberration. She is a noncontingent human being. Her personality is sketchy and unformed, her heartlessness goes deep and is persistent. Her conscience, her pity, my hopes disappeared a long time ago if they ever did exist.
There are no more barriers to cross. All she has in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem she have caused and her utter indifference toward it...