diff --git a/bin/mktwee b/bin/mktwee index b8c8589..2286f53 100755 --- a/bin/mktwee +++ b/bin/mktwee @@ -4,7 +4,7 @@ dn = ARGV.first raise 'Usage: mktwee DIR' if dn.nil? raise '%p is not a dir' % dn unless test 'd', dn -dn.end_with?('/') || dn += '/' +dn += '/' unless dn.end_with? '/' def out_special path case File.extname path @@ -25,7 +25,7 @@ def out_special path end def inc name - pref = name.split('_') + pref = name.split '_' num = Integer(pref.pop, 10) pref.push '%02i' % (num + 1) pref.join '_' @@ -43,11 +43,12 @@ end $index = [] +re = Regexp.new '^%s' % dn require 'find' Find.find(dn) do |path| - next if test('d', path) + next if test 'd', path name = File.join(File.dirname(path), File.basename(path, '.*')) - name.sub! Regexp.new('^%s' % dn), '' + name.sub! re, '' out path, name end diff --git a/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/01.twee b/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/01.twee index add4048..fb23598 100644 --- a/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/01.twee +++ b/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/01.twee @@ -126,7 +126,7 @@ I get up. "I was worried about you, Foxy." -- Em turns to her -- "It's good to see you're back \ in shape, I won't be this sloppy next time I need to fool you. Take care guys, -\ make sure to visit often." +\ promise to visit often." [[I follow Em outside.|next]] diff --git a/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/02.twee b/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/02.twee index 8a03178..eccb32c 100644 --- a/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/02.twee +++ b/src/mute/copy/complex/mistress/02.twee @@ -54,3 +54,83 @@ I'm not upset or mad or angry at you, Em. I need someone to hug me and tell me "Anywhere you want. If you want your own bed, take mine. I mean I only have one \ and if you don't want us sleeping together it's fine." + +I take off my boots and socks and leave them by the door. The floor isn't cold, +\ I can stay barefoot here. How much energy does it take to heat the complex, +\ including the floors, how much work did it take to build it, to keep it +\ maintained, and for what? What is it that this organization does? From my +\ point of view everything happens here just to make me feel alright. Where do +\ they get their coffee from? Does the future have infinite energy and matter +\ sythesizers? An unbelievable pocket of advanced civilization deep underground +\ in the midst of post-apocalypse, a concrete and plastic Noah's Ark, still +\ afloat through a new flood, picking up stranded survivors. + +I feel like I should repent. I'm not religious if that wasn't already completely +\ clear, but this last metaphor begs for a larger narrative. Isn't pride one of +\ the deadly seven? Everyone around wishes me nothing but good, and if I weren't +\ such a submissive bondage slut there would be no reasons for me not to be +\ relaxed, chill, at ease, content, even happy. Living comfortably among friends, +\ realizing my potential in life, helping others, doing a job I'm good at, to my +\ own satisfaction, finding myself a significant other and living happily ever +\ after, isn't this a success story everyone takes aim at? That does sound nice, +\ but I need something more, and now my pride stands in the way. Fuck that. + +Em is sitting on a chair, looking at me, her face serious but soft. I walk +\ towards her, take my phone out and turn it off before her, it's a symbolic +\ gesture, she has to see it. I put the phone on a table, kneel before her and +\ drop my head. I hope I made myself clear enough. + +"Noted. Now stand up." -- I do -- "Follow me." + +There's another room with a double bed in it. Em lies down and pats the bed, +\ I lie beside her. Is there something I need to be doing? This is a bit +\ awkward, for all my insistence I don't really know now to be a good sub, +\ all my experience only applies to my own imagination. Em gets closer to me +\ and hugs me tight, and strokes me, and hugs me again. Is this the first time +\ she made contact? I can't remember, but it may actually be. + +"I will be harsh and even cruel sometimes." -- she whispers into my ear -- +\ "I'd like to not be, but I know I will. But I'm not evil, at least I don't +\ consider myself that. I'm not you and I'm not Old Man, I will hurt you, but +\ I won't harm you, I'll protect you until my last breath, whatever it takes. +\ Foxy is correct, my moral differs from yours but it's there and it's strong. +\ I know you, but you don't know me and you have to make sure that our morals +\ are compatible. You can take pain, but you can't take injustice. Before you +\ give away your freedom you should use it to object to anything you find... +\ objectionable. Promise me you will not stay silent. Get it? Silent?" + +Yeah, I get it. At least we are compatible in one way already. + +"I'm not giving you orders, we start small. And I'm not locking you up yet. +\ I just suggest you keep your arms behind your back if you don't have any +\ better use for them. Not now, now you'll just be uncomfortable. Now stay +\ here with me and let me be delicate and caring, I don't have a chance +\ at that very often." + +She continues to hug me, we are both on the bed, dressed, side by side. + +"Everything will be okay, Mute." + +This is not the first time she's reading my thoughts, but it's still +\ surprising. I'm inclined to believe her. I know it's what you say in any +\ situation, especially when everything is going to hell, but this time it's +\ different. Em will bend reality, travel back in time, jump between all +\ the parallel universes if need be, but she WILL make everything okay, +\ at least for me. And by extension for us, I hope. Us. This opens another +\ can of worms. Are we "us", can we ever become "us"? Will I be okay if we +\ won't be "us"? I mean what I ask for doesn't really include any "us", and +\ I didn't really request it at any time. She can be just my owner, exactly +\ as I was asking for, that doesn't make "us" in my book. It may even be +\ functionally indistinguishable, and I can't formulate a good definition, +\ it's just something to worry about. Good job, Mute. + +"I'll go away for some time, stay in the bed. Maybe lose the suit, see for +\ yourself. Again, no orders for now, just suggestions." + +She fiddles with her phone and suddenly the music starts to play. I know +\ what it is, but I'm not telling you, my imaginary listener. I wonder +\ whether she knows I like it, especially now, it fits my mood very well. +\ Does she like it herself? Is there new music in the future or did the +\ world end put a stop to the avalanche of recorded creativity? Em's off, +\ and I might as well heed her advice. I take off the catsuit and get +\ under the blanket and lay on my stomach and put my arms behind my back.