Favorite Fantasy Friends

When I was younger I remember wanting everyone to like me.

Now that I’m older I don’t like a lot of everyone, and I’m perfectly fine if they feel the same way too. In fact, I prefer it. I feel awful when I don’t like someone but they think they are friends with me . . . that is until they become annoying and I become totally irritated. As long as we don’t harm/hurt each other and stay the hell out of each other’s way, we can co-exist peacefully on Earth.

To quote Grandma Cabot (Meg Cabot reference) : ‘You’re not a hundred dollar bill. Not everyone is going to like you.’

I love hundred dollar bills and I want lots of them in the future.

When it comes to the fantasy, created world of the unbelievable(in a good way) minds that exist, or have once existed in this world, I have a lot of favorite characters, people I want to meet but know that there is a very slim chance that I will (I still persist in believing that the world will somehow one day find ways to cross dimensions into the imagined one -and either make it seem real, or it WILL be real).

I shall always hold Real Rode as the game where my dreams come true – going to ANOTHER dimension of a game I love. I shall replay Vampire Knight DS several thousand times, if it’s true that I can cross dimensions that way.

In real life? Sure, I have friends, or so-called friends, but the ones that I truly, genuinely want as friends for life are extremely lacking when you compare them to the figures that the fantasy friends I want make.

I’m pretty sure that I don’t make it on the ‘Friends for Life’ lists on most of my acquaintances and friends, either. Maybe ‘Friend for Usage’ for most of us ring true – a friendship as a business transaction. If you cannot offer me anything I want, and vice versa, why should we require a friendship from each other, right?

Much as I like to believe in a world where people help out of the goodness of their hearts, it is fact that we also expect reciprocation when we help them i.e. next time when I’m in a pinch, I want YOU to help ME.

Of course there are the people who don’t know or pretend not to know the rules of ‘Helping Back’ . . . and that’s when they fall off the list of ‘friends I want to know’, let alone ‘friends for life’.

Which is another one of the reasons why I am so fond of RPGs (currently playing one). They take very simple, basic ideas and enact it, i.e. “If you find me ten Iron Ores I’ll give you a hundred dollars” and they actually PAY you by the end of it, and the money will immediately appear in your inventory.

And we all still remain friends until the next quest comes along, by which he will pay me when I complete the quest.

In real life? Nah, not so much. Some people appear to have problem grasping the basic concept of having to GIVE BACK. It’s not like I demand instant gratitude and undying loyalty, but I definitely hate feeling like I’ve been taken advantaged of.

Sometimes I wonder if it’s that fact that make certain fantasy people so popular in real life – they can’t piss you off, and even if they do (or their creator makes them do), you can turn them off and never again let them darken your doorstep.

And therein lies one of the reason why fantasy will always be popular – it can be shut down when you want it too.

Feels like I’m saying when there’s a chance to cross over dimensions, there better be a chance to run away from that dimension too before it all becomes too real and the characters really pisses you off.

Oh well.

We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Right now we should all work hard on finding a way to cross that dimension in the first place.