WhereWasI looks at Swamp_Rat and sighs,

"If it's self explanatory then you'd be able to explain it because it would explain itself to you as well."

WhereWasI turns to Blaise,

"No you didn't. You stated a definition without pointing out what words I used proved I fit it."

WhereWasI lights the dictionary on fire,

"And now I'll ask you to point to specifics before using the word and be forced to inform you that you've now lost a dictionary."

But what if he didn't? What if that dictionary hit him in the face?

That's pretty much a physical assault right there!

Poor WhereWasI. I suggest we club together and start a collection for the years of therapy he's surely going to need in order to recover from this type of trauma.

Fearless as ever, Ziva gives WhereWasI another hug, in order to help make the healing process begin.

WhereWasI hits Ziva with the wrench again,

"I Said No Hugs!"

Ziva sighs and realizes that the only way to start the healing might be to sing 'the song'. Standing just outside of wrench-hitting distance, she closes her eyes and begins to softly sing.

Soft WhereWasI, warm WhereWasI, little pile of wrenches, happy WhereWasI, sleepy WhereWasI, wrench (ouch!), wrench (ouch!), wrench!

Sneaking a glance at WhereWasI, Ziva hopes to see him looking a little less traumatized by the assault by dictionary-missile.

Yet AGAIN, Swamp_Rat. What you said, was a random thought, with nothing to back it up.

Fine, you're entitled to do that, whatever. We are also entitled to ask for more clarification. If you come out and speak in the streets, be prepared for the fact that you're going to get reactions. Be prepared for the fact that you might not like them. Ignore them if you have to. But coming out complaining about said reactions solves absolutely nothing.

What has caused us to go "on and on and on" is the fact that you and Blaise have both flipped your shit over you being asked to make what you actually said mean something.

If you want to speak publicly, great, but you're the same as everyone else - you do not have a divine right to not be challenged or called out.

"There is no thought if there is no explanation. Why should I sit idly by as you make statements with no point that you can explain? Why shouldn't I question pointless statements?

So mean, WhereWasI. So, so terribly mean.

Hrm, I'm not sure what you don't believe me on, but I'm not sure that the respect that you bleated on about apparently not getting earlier is particularly being upheld by the fact that you just called us liars.

The manner in which you have approached Swamp since she has been here WWI...as well as the way you have approached and engaged everyone who did not share the same viewpoint as you did, is that of a bully. I think you call it trying to get "reactions" from people. There were people who had similar viewpoints to what you had in this discussion, and yet I'm only calling your actions being of a bullying nature. So it's not because of a differing opinion.

You want specifics? Go review and compare how you have spoken towards others to that of the others who had similar opinions. Just because I don't name instances here in this moment, doesn't make my statement unfounded, untrue or never having occurred - especially when there is a record of everything that has been said thus far.

You can choose to believe me or not - I really don't care. 

Blaise laughs

And it wasn't my dictionary to begin with, so go ahead with that.

Flipped my shit? First I'm crying and now this? All because I told WWI not to do the same thing to Swamp as he did towards me and everyone else who did not share his own views? Wow....you don't even know what the term means in that case.

"Which words? Point them out for me. I see none, and now that you've made this accusation I feel the need to help you seek the aid of the Gods. If I'm truly so wicked, have them strike me down and ban my bloodline from these shores."

A man steps out of the dark, a badass mask covering his face as he looks upon the few bickering people left and gives off a slight sigh, as he does some badass ninja moves and pulls out a cigar, lighting it before throwing it on the ground and stomping it out.

Those are bad for you, you know? Anyways, to why I'm here - it seems like these streets are more alive than I can remember in recent memory, and yet they already feel like they're dying off a bit. Part of this is probably because people are caring less and less about the events which have happened in the past few days, but another side of me believes maybe its the over-zealousness of a few select people who are perhaps standing next to me. It feels as if you're not used to the streets being so active, and so you come here and excitingly take part in the fuss, pretending to be mobsters maybe a bit too well. How can we grow, if a few of us are taking the overly macho side of the mafia a bit, shall we say, too far? We all say we want to go back to the tough way of things, but the tough way of things aren't exactly welcoming to the newer blood, but who am I kidding, the newer blood most likely wouldn't have came out here anyways, but maybe the reason is because of fear, not just from the people in this conversation, but people in many conversations just like this one in the past.

The man grins from beneath his mask, picking up the now torn up piece cigar and shoves it into his pocket.

Then again, this is all speculation, and I dare not stay long enough to be called a cunt and attacked for what I've just said, as I get really sad when someone is mean to me, so I'll bid you an adieu. Just something to think about, perhaps.

A flash of smoke blinds everyone in the vicinity, as the man begins to cough and runs away, but not before the smoke has already dissipated - showing his entire exit in full view of the crowd.

If that's not sarcasm Swamp, I don't know what is...

Blaise sadly shakes her head

"Swamp_Rat, I've called one who makes statements without thinking foolish. My one truly negative comment directed at you came after you made a false accusation. I guess some still need to learn the hard way how I react to false accusations. And my one shining point for you, is to ask you why you chose to make that statement. For what reason did you say what you said? What was it directed at, and why? It doesn't explain itself if someone has a question. So answer my question, or admit you had no point. It's that simple."

Well Blaise, you're still here now, so it's obviously rattling you - but sure you're the one whipping the dictionary out, so perhaps without launching a hardback assault, you could go ahead what you flipping your shit would actually be. Because apparently, it isn't come out and throwing accusations around. Which makes me wonder what you're actually capable of, if this indeed is you perfectly calm.

Your argument was what was under criticism, Swamp_Rat, not yourself. You turned it around and made it personal.

And, for about the eight hundredth time tonight, it meant very little or explained very little without, well, any form of explanation.

This is not "an excuse to call you names", this is attempted to make people post at least half thought out comments, rather than what appears, to all intents and purposes, to be just the first random thought plucked from obscurity.

Those are bad for you, you know? Anyways, to why I'm here - it seems like these streets are more alive than I can remember in recent memory, and yet they already feel like they're dying off a bit. Part of this is probably because people are caring less and less about the events which have happened in the past few days, but another side of me believes maybe its the over-zealousness of a few select people who are perhaps standing next to me. It feels as if you're not used to the streets being so active, and so you come here and excitingly take part in the fuss, pretending to be mobsters maybe a bit too well. How can we grow, if a few of us are taking the overly macho side of the mafia a bit, shall we say, too far? We all say we want to go back to the tough way of things, but the tough way of things aren't exactly welcoming to the newer blood, but who am I kidding, the newer blood most likely wouldn't have came out here anyways, but maybe the reason is because of fear, not just from the people in this conversation, but people in many conversations just like this one in the past.

"Is no one hearing anything I'm saying? Who are these people standing next to you? What is too far? Meaning which words, actions, or beliefs. Finally, why are older protocols meant for simpler times worse for younger bloodlines just learning our ways? I agree with this... but you didn't say why or how it did."

"Maybe statements with no target or point are scaring people off?"

Then again, this is all speculation, and I dare not stay long enough to be called a cunt and attacked for what I've just said, as I get really sad when someone is mean to me, so I'll bid you an adieu. Just something to think about, perhaps.

"Are questions attacks now? When did this happen?"

Incognito - maybe the "overly macho" side of things is overplayed. But I'm pretty sure that that gets worse due to the "overly feminine" side of things being overplayed as well.

Perhaps if we could all keep things in perspective, and not view every single little comment and criticism as a deep and painful attack on both ourselves and our character, we might have much more open streets.

Again - something to think about.