Hanako,

Happy Valentine’s.

I almost brought a box of chocolates to smooth this over, but it felt fake.. kinda like pretending this whole situation is still normal.

So I’ll just be straight.

Somewhere along the way the raiding contest stopped being about the contest. Combos were handed out, doors got opened, and me and Obski used what was available. Not together, sure... but nothing hidden either.

Now suddenly there’s penalties and future rule changes.

Not because of what actually happened, but because of banter and rumors floating around the yard.

Even the Warden puts the rules up before count. He doesn’t wait until lights-out and decide what yesterday meant.

That’s the part that doesn’t sit right… especially coming from someone who’s supposed to be a mentor.

A mentor explains the rules first.

They don’t rewrite them after hearing complaints.

So this is me stepping back.

Not mad. Just done trying to treat something like mutual respect when the goalposts keep moving.

You can keep the chocolates... I’d rather keep my time.

– Yami

Originally posted by Yami_Sukehiro

Hanako,

Happy Valentine’s.

I almost brought a box of chocolates to smooth this over, but it felt fake.. kinda like pretending this whole situation is still normal.

So I’ll just be straight.

Somewhere along the way the raiding contest stopped being about the contest. Combos were handed out, doors got opened, and me and Obski used what was available. Not together, sure... but nothing hidden either.

Now suddenly there’s penalties and future rule changes.

Not because of what actually happened, but because of banter and rumors floating around the yard.

Even the Warden puts the rules up before count. He doesn’t wait until lights-out and decide what yesterday meant.

That’s the part that doesn’t sit right… especially coming from someone who’s supposed to be a mentor.

A mentor explains the rules first.

They don’t rewrite them after hearing complaints.

So this is me stepping back.

Not mad. Just done trying to treat something like mutual respect when the goalposts keep moving.

You can keep the chocolates... I’d rather keep my time.

– Yami

Sweetheart you too can stay salty x I just geing up front... you two shady as fuck. I not trying to be a cunt... I just trying to protect the integrity. I explained it all to cookie. To have you, obski come sideways cause you salty is a bit lame. I spent an additional 6 hours of my fucking weekend rechecking scores cause I wanted to make sure I was being fair and sticking with what I had attributed as points.

Sadly none of that was respected by you, cookie or now this obski. So fuck ta. You wanna be salty... be salty...

I hope Cookie wise up cause he the only one who actually been good with me. He alright regardless what others say to me.

Was it the Buddha or amb who said "holding onto anger like holding a hot coal with the intention of throwing it at someone else". Seems you mastering it. I sad you hands getting burnt but fuck it. Your choice x

Originally posted by hanako

Originally posted by Yami_Sukehiro

Hanako,

Happy Valentine’s.

I almost brought a box of chocolates to smooth this over, but it felt fake.. kinda like pretending this whole situation is still normal.

So I’ll just be straight.

Somewhere along the way the raiding contest stopped being about the contest. Combos were handed out, doors got opened, and me and Obski used what was available. Not together, sure... but nothing hidden either.

Now suddenly there’s penalties and future rule changes.

Not because of what actually happened, but because of banter and rumors floating around the yard.

Even the Warden puts the rules up before count. He doesn’t wait until lights-out and decide what yesterday meant.

That’s the part that doesn’t sit right… especially coming from someone who’s supposed to be a mentor.

A mentor explains the rules first.

They don’t rewrite them after hearing complaints.

So this is me stepping back.

Not mad. Just done trying to treat something like mutual respect when the goalposts keep moving.

You can keep the chocolates... I’d rather keep my time.

– Yami

Sweetheart you too can stay salty x I just geing up front... you two shady as fuck. I not trying to be a cunt... I just trying to protect the integrity. I explained it all to cookie. To have you, obski come sideways cause you salty is a bit lame. I spent an additional 6 hours of my fucking weekend rechecking scores cause I wanted to make sure I was being fair and sticking with what I had attributed as points.

Sadly none of that was respected by you, cookie or now this obski. So fuck ta. You wanna be salty... be salty...

I hope Cookie wise up cause he the only one who actually been good with me. He alright regardless what others say to me.

Was it the Buddha or amb who said "holding onto anger like holding a hot coal with the intention of throwing it at someone else". Seems you mastering it. I sad you hands getting burnt but fuck it. Your choice x

alright ima try to stay on task with this so we can get it back on track

Hanako,

Alright.

Nobody’s salty over here. We’re just getting read wrong, and that’s the frustrating part.

You said you spent six hours rechecking scores. I respect that. That’s effort. I’m not dismissing it. But from where we were standing, it felt like things shifted once the chatter started. That’s all we reacted to.

It’s not shade. It’s not an attack.

And I really don’t get why it’s being questioned that me and Obski are two different people. We move separate because we are separate. Different heads. Different decisions. The idea that everything has to be coordinated or it’s suspicious that we didnt take turns and swap cookie out is what threw us...

We’re not trying to be enemy #1 on the block. Lately it just feels like there’s shadows around everything we do. Like we’re already assumed guilty before anything’s looked at straight.

That’s not being salty. That’s being tired of perception.

Even the Warden lays rules out before count. When it feels like the standard shifts after the noise rolls in, people are going to question it. That’s not disrespect.... that’s clarity.

I don’t want bad blood. I’d rather send a box of chocolates and keep it moving than have this weird tension hanging around.

We just want to play our game in peace.

That’s it.

-Yami