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( This is not Peter Graham, though of course, posting anonymously takes away that possibility. The user didn't want to use the boy's network handle, to inevitably be seen through the filter of "Not Peter."

The user is trying to define his own identity. )

why did you choose your title here on this THING
what is the meaning
?
?

( ...Texting is still something he struggles with, though the demon has been watching and learning and forming his own conclusions on how to do it. Autocorrect is a life-saver. Two questions get two question marks. ....Even if they go in the wrong place. )

i will grant you a
GOLDEN COIN
if you
RESPOND

( ...For those who know Paimon fairly well, that particular offer of exchange might betray who he is. But the demon of Knowledge is curious to hear reasons, and within them: perhaps stories, memories, self-perceptions. There is a meaning to everything, whether simple or complex.

And perhaps by the end of it, he will know what title he would give himself, here on the network. )

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pet name
people choose their title because of their pets
?
?

( He hasn't seen much of that in the replies yet, but it must be A Thing... )

That's actually not all that far off, actually. In my case it could even be taken literally. I was technically a pet at one point.

[A time in his life that he does not remember fondly.]

But I meant more along the lines of nicknames. You know, little monikers people give themselves.

Some people call theirs their "Hero" names. Others probably think theirs just sound more flashy than their real names.

Kind of a waste of time, if you ask me.

you were some ones pet
are you an animal
?
?

( That... is sincerely not meant as an insult. He's just thinking that must be how it is. )

i do not have any nicknames
but it may be dangerous to use my true name here
there is POWER in names

I mean technically we're all animals, aren't we? I just happen to be one who was owned by someone else for a time.

[There's another word for that, of course, but Dito finds it distasteful.]

i suppose humans may be considered animals

( Some considered more "beasts" than others; everything is about hierarchy for his type of demon. But he's finding himself... disturbed, in an odd way, by the concept.

Perhaps because he has also been "owned" by someone else, though the reality of that circumstance is something Paimon has barely scratched the surface of. )

did they

( There's a lengthy pause. He tries to find the word, the right shape, and ends up with the one that is relevant to his own situation. )

use you
?

In every way a person CAN be used, yeah. I got used to it after a while, though. I figure you can either get bent out of shape about it, which is a waste of time, or you can just lie back and count the cracks in the ceiling until it's over. You know, just put up with it without letting it spoil your whole day.

It wasn't like she got any satisfaction out of it anyway. I don't know why she kept trying. But I was her favorite, so I got used the most. At least I didn't break from overuse like all of her other toys.

[You sure about that, Dito?]

( Paimon doesn't quite grasp the implications of some of the person's words, but "in every way a person can be used" is a horrific enough concept that speaks to how much they were mistreated. The severity of it.

He's silent for a very long time. This catches against something within him, some strange and warped place, something of conflicting identities and memories, of past lives, of being ripped from them so violently. Of what it is to be used, even if there is much about his own situation he's yet to be able to really recollect and make sense of.

He knows, though. He knows the People used him, that he was broken by them, that he's not what he's supposed to be anymore.

He knows that if he ever sees them again, he will rip them apart. )

was she ever punished
?

Depends on your definition of "punished". If it falls under "vertically bisected and then getting her hacked-apart corpse tenderized by my foot for a few minutes" then yeah, I'd say she was pretty well punished.

Would've drawn it out more, but I didn't want to push my luck. I only had a small window of opportunity to act while her attention was off of me. Too many seconds wasted and she would've regained her control over my body.

She did it once before. It was an embarrassing lesson to learn.

( The demon king is silent for a few long moments. Not because he needs to flinch away from any of this, but because the detailed description is something he can so perfectly picture in his mind, and he sinks into it for awhile, the imagery. He knows the innermost workings of flesh, and he knows how to manipulate and destroy it. How to torment it. It isn't something he's meant to do, but oh, he knows how.

The person's description is cold and brutal, and he feels nothing of remorse or ache towards it. Only a quiet, deep-rooted pleasure that someone who was used so horrifically was then able to inflict punishment on their user. )

i am pleased
i hope there was much suffering

( ...But there's another concern, one that blossoms in him slowly. He knows how this place works. It often brings someone's tormentors here, as ghosts to haunt them. And though he does not know this person, Paimon is immediately protective towards them, simply for what they've shared. )

if this place ever brings her into it
i would help you be safe
i have punished many people my self

There probably wasn't, but it was the best I could do under the circumstances. If there's a Hell, though, I hope she's burning in it.

I hope she knows that I'm the one who put her there.

[Paimon's offer surprises him, and despite himself he can feel irritation rise in his throat like a bad case of heartburn. Does everyone in this godforsaken city have a fucking savior fetish?]

With all due respect--[(lol bullshit)]-- I can take care of myself. You ever need someone to help you out with hunting and such, you can call on me. But I'm not someone who needs a babysitter.

I've relied on myself my entire life and I'm not about to give that up to anyone, least of all some stranger. We clear?

where i am from there is a HELL
in fact it is my home

( He's learned by now that different people have different associations with that word, with the concept of it, but yes, "Hell" is where he's from... It's fine...

However, that next bit earns another lenghty pause of thought from the demon king. He knows what "babysitter" means (and he's heard it used as a derogatory term; mostly, Peter accusing him of leaning on Luna too much as a babysitter....) He's quietly reflecting on it; it was not his intention, here. Perhaps he needs to explain better, to... offer some more information of his own. )

it is not about giving any thing up
but about BALANCE
equal energy
for i too have been used by some one in the past

i was

( He pauses again. Finding the words is... difficult. But others have helped him form the right shapes for those words, and one stands out. The image in his mind is of a bird with its wings snapped, broken. )

mutilated

i wish to restore BALANCE by punishing those who would use another

[Paimon is more apt in that bird imagery than he'll ever know. Regardless, Dito automatically takes his talk about Hell and home as typical edgelord shit, and thus doesn't really pay much attention to it.

He's more focused on the subject of mutilation; of balance. Of being used. Does this asshole think he and Dito are the same?]

If you want to be some sort of knight templar protecting the weak and the abused, that's not my concern. But I don't need someone poking their nose where it doesn't belong. This kind of offer always comes with a steep price, and I've paid more than my fair share already.

Maybe we'll cross paths while we're on our respective journeys, but as far as protection is concerned I can take care of myself. You tend to your own business, and I'll tend to mine.

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