laws of attraction.

[vince]

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considering i’d rather watch paint dry than attempt to converse with the numerous insipid Hogwarts females that possess IQs directly equivalent to my owl’s, i’m writing this letter as an act of desperation. i’m convinced the students in this school lack any form of merit, and i’ve yet to meet anyone to prove me otherwise. for some reason still unknown to me, however, i choose to remain optimistic today. perhaps whoever receives this will provide some insight on these matters.

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to the optimistic stranger from s

Well aren't you a keeper.

Did you ever think if could be your own ... ravishing personality that pushes the smarter girls away? That, or you should stop trying to woo owls.

[vince]

PESSIMISTIC STRANGER FORMERLY KNOWN AS 'S' ,

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assuming you don’t qualify in the same category of said females that have the literacy level of an illegal alien, i’m also under the impression you aren’t aware of who i am or else you’d reconsider your feeble attempt at insulting my personality. i don’t need validation, i know i’m flawless and full of sadistic advice. i tend to pride myself on both.

as if they need the slightest bit of wooing to sleep with anyone. the key factor is making them feel like they’re the dominant species; under the presumption that they’re the superior sex and you’re the inferior one for a change, they’ll be more inclined to sleep with you. getting them in bed isn’t a challenge. you tell an attractive girl she’s intelligent, a intelligent girl she’s amusing, an amusing girl she’s attractive, and a whore whatever you want. i don’t think i can possibly articulate on how much these typical Hogwarts debutants bore me. name me a few decent women in this rambunctious shithole and i might reconsider.

attractive and intelligent; i’m a walking paradox as well as a dying breed. you’ve probably taken note.

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[loki]

to the arrogant stranger from pessimistic s

Who you are is of no concern to me, nor would it change my stance on that wonderful personality of yours. I am impressed that a boy of your stature is so aware of his own personality though, and I commend you on such. However your own outlook is flawed because you are flawed, just like every other human being. You may see yourself as God's gift to women and man kind, but you are only lying to yourself.

Your mind is so closed off it almost brought a smile to my face reading your last owl. You're superiority complex is cute, possibly to make up for something your lacking? No gender is superior to another, but I will not deny the fact there are specific males that are superior to females and vice versa. I would argue that you are not one of those men, based on the paltry views you have delivered to my office.

Girls are not complex creatures, which is where your problem comes into play. Stop chasing the predictable girls of 'lesser intelligence' and start pursuing women. But be warned, I am not sure an actual women will take the time on a boy such as yourself.

[vince]

THE BANE OF MY
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now that you’ve admitted i have a wonderful personality, i might overlook your brash assumptions on what i’m really like. give me a moment to recuperate, my sadistic persona will take over soon enough. i don’t see myself as anything, i actually am god’s gift masterpiece to women and i should be commended for allowing you to have access to my dimension. i see past your translucent writing and acknowledge you for what you really are: envious. it’s an unnatural emotion that can turn into jealousy once it’s continually repressed. i suggest you do something bout that.

it’s laughable that you’d even imply males aren’t the superior sex; seeing as how i’ve bust open more female parts than i can account for, i’m the prime example of male dominance in its highest form. i prefer to assert my power on those less fortunate than myself by picking at every single insecurity they possible possess until it causes them to lose faith in humanity. i expose the people who attempt to mask those emotions of pain with false confidence.

i’m hardly motivated to pursue the semi intelligent females of Hogwarts when the majority of them don’t physically match my standards. let me elaborate. the number of sexually transmitted diseases detected within various female students’ womanly crevasses is greater than the number of attractive, intelligent girls in this school. i weep for this generation.

i'll break it down for you: people dealing with malcontent are usually either under-medicated, over-medicated, or are reaching a psychological impasse. what justifications can anyone provide for females that are scarce in knowledge? girls that can’t hold a conversation longer than i can hold my erection are oblivious to the fact that i only succumb to their “intelligence” for a night of pleasure. i generally don’t delve into the seas of their mediocrity because i enjoy listening to them; they should be aware that they’re dropped the instance a newer, better looking toy comes into play. i feed on their insecurities and lack of morals while corrupting them with my morbid ways. that’s the way i work.

your writing is rather ambiguous to me; i can't tell whether you're a male or female. i'm leaning more towards the latter. would i happen to know you?

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[loki]

to the arrogant stranger from pessimistic s

You always have so much to say, and here I was reading your owl like it was going to be something full of intellect and understanding of my humorous sarcasm. But you have sadly mistaken me, considering if you call me envious you clearly have not understood anything I have said in my last owl. Child, your insights are about as nourishing to the intellect as a photo of oxygen to a drowning man.

None the less I will still indulge you, simply because you seem to need some guidance, and that is just one of the many services I am obligated to provide. You have only proved me correct in the superiority (or lack there of) in the sexes. Just because you've slept with a countless females doesn't make you superior. It makes you a cheap thrill. Any girl who would even partake in a one night stand only having known you - or any male, in that matter - for such a small amount of time is clearly looking for nothing more than that. Here you are, priding yourself on having manipulated and used girls for nothing but sex when you were probably used yourself. The only difference is the girls don't look at it as having played mind tricks with you to get you into bed, but as just another notch in their bedpost. I'm assuming you have some form of attraction with the female part of the student body, and that is probably all they looked to you for.

In any event I've concluded that you are a coward. You pick your prey based on looks or their flaws that you can manipulate with such ease and talent, but you never stray far from your comfort zone. Though the main point of this owl was to find someone you can't see through I have yet to hear you say that you've even attempted it in the past. You speak about Hogwarts lacking an equal for you, but it seems to me you haven't really looked for one, but rather the same types of girls you're so inclined to complain about. Are you scared of rejection? If not may I suggest Katniss Williams. I'm sure she'll give you a run for your money.

Yes, I am a woman. And Yes you do know me. I've put many hints in my past owls as to what I am, so lets see if you can guess.

[vince]

THE BANE OF MY
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the simpletons at this school rarely hold any valid opinions relatively close to my own and in the rare occasion that they do, they lack the intellect to develop their futile thoughts. that’s where i come in. however, one day, i hope to find someone that can compete with my superiority; someone that deems themselves worthy to be considered as my opponent. it's an impossible task, but i have faith that this person is out there. it’s implied that anyone who dares to challenge me will, simply put, be faced with the harsh reality that they are nothing more than mediocre. actually, i’ve shed more insight on various matters with you than you’ll ever receive throughout a typical week at Hogwarts. you should be grateful that i even indulge you in an inkling of my knowledge. i'd consider it a blessing.

the ultimate source of your failure in explaining why males are not the superior sex predominantly lies in the theories you possess about me. superiority is based on a person or thing of greater rank or quality. in that case, i’m superior in more ways than one. sports, academics, physical appearance, and of course, in the female gender. i don’t get used; i’m the one who uses others. i take advantage of females with father issues, boyfriend problems, and their occasional vulnerability. the mere thought of finding my counterpart is a fictitious notion; anyone i look for is automatically my subordinate unless proven otherwise. for future letters, i strongly recommend you engage in an endeavor to find something i’m not good at.

the main point of this owl was for you to find me a woman that is somewhat bearable. i’m beginning to think you don’t understand what kind of person i truly am. you should also know what you're getting yourself into: if you want to play with the big dogs, be prepared to present some big game. arguing is my forte; i come equipped with my witticisms. this isn’t even the third notch on the level of heartlessness i can unleash.

take your trivial guidance elsewhere, perhaps to the pathetic students of Hogwarts that deeply require it. they grow by the dozens each day. nevertheless, i’m very aware of what i’m doing and saying; receiving guidance from someone like you merely mocks my intelligence. i fear nothing and no one. fear is a weakness, and i never allow an emotion that altruistic taint my reputation. disregarding the fact that i feel you’re self-promoting, i’ll look into her. i desperately need some entertainment.

sometimes i dream of a better world where more guys like myself exist without our motives being questioned; people like you are simply dependent on us for greater knowledge.

my guess is you’re a woman that would mingle with me in a heartbeat if given the opportunity. although, your apparent hostility only induces me to categorize you as the played rather than the player. you’re evidently on the other side of the spectrum, the kind that gets taken advantage of by guys like myself.

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[loki]

to the arrogant stranger from pessimistic s

[ three days later ]

Insight is relative to the person delivering and the person receiving it. As I reread your owl (considering I forgot about it) I wouldn't call your words of well constructed insults insight, rather the unappealing and boring monologue of a megalomaniac. You ramble, quiet a lot actually. Your dull words and mediocre sentence structures leave me bored and unaffected by your distasteful assumptions on my being. Assuming makes an ass out of you and me, but it is clear you have never heard the phrase, considering how much you just divulged to me about your being in the past few owls.

People are predictable, as you no doubt have discovered in your various sexual plunders around Hogwarts. The only difference between you and I is that I can see through your cold and outer exterior as where others cannot. It comes with age, maybe someday you will be as insightful and wise as I am but that is a vain and premature assumption, and considering how I do not like to make assumptions I can't expect that much from you.

My past few owls were quick replies that I took little to no time thinking about. I did argue some of your points, but those were carefully constructed to get a little more information from you. From the moment your first owl landed at my desk I knew this was going to be an interesting exchange of words, so I started to manipulate you. It isn't hard to get you to talk about yourself, your personality and how you are with women. Actually it isn't hard to get you to talk period, which made this so damn easy. I may be on the young side for an adult but I have seen any types of personalities, and yours is just a repeat performance.

Your lack of staying with one girl reflects a fear of commitment, not a of boredom in their aptitude. A boy of your lesser intelligence could surely make do with a girl who looks nice for a while, but you clearly are against staying with a person. Problems such as these stem from childhood, which leads me to think you have some serious Mommy and Daddy issues. Considering you are a male I am leaning toward your father. Were you not good enough for him? Or did you just watch him treat women as nothing more than toys and peasants just as you do? Like father like son. Your superiority complex is just a facade, you making up for the dominance you didn't have as a child. Did daddy beat you? Did he beat your mom, and you couldn't defend either of you? Your constant control over woman is again, just a reflection of the lack of control you had over your life in your younger years. It makes you feel good to know you have someone weaker underneath you because you were that person. You are also very closed off. You are cold to just about everyone you meet and manipulate those you can. Manipulation, though it is a tough craft to master, is just another form of insecurity. Manipulate them before they can manipulate you. You view yourself as heartless and unemotional when truth is you just built up so many bloody defenses because of whatever sick trauma happened in your childhood that made you this way. You can call my conclusions assumptions but I argue they are not, simply because these are all things I have gathered from your personality. If anything, it's more of a hypothesis.

You can assert that you are not merely putting up a front, rather this is just how you are but that would make you even more pathetic then I originally anticipated. At that point you would be a product of someone else instead of being your own person, which is a waste of existence. In conclusion, I dare you to tell me I'm wrong. If you do, I will only call you a liar.

Well look at that. You, manipulated by me.

[vince]

THE BANE OF MY
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those with great minds have a lot to say about themselves. i wouldn't expect you to know. in that case, my letters should be pages long. i would be doing the cretins in this school a favor by writing a book on my inner thoughts and sentiments. in the near future i’ll have others writing it for me and they will be worth more than you can even articulate. the hatred you portray is juxtaposed with your evident adoration for me and resentment to display said adoration is because i make you feel inadequate. it’s more than plausible to assume you’re interested; i’m fully aware that i swarm your every thought as you yearn to know who is behind this superior force with such a sense of wit. however, for my own form of entertainment, i choose to leave my identity a secret at the time being. i want you to live your life shrouded in mystery over me.

a majority of the people i meet are predictable; i can analyze them in a few moments. you don’t strike me as being any different. i’ve assessed you multiple times in my previous letters, barely leaving room for what inane insight you continue to provide me. reading your suppositions on my personality when i could easily expand on the error of your ways for my amusement is rather comical. the quality of your thoughts are directly related to your facility of language and knowledge. you need to learn to express yourself more efficiently without straining to insult me every few seconds; while i do applaud you for attempting to offend someone of my standard, it’s getting rather dull. stick to something you’re better at and have years of experience with, such as being the weaker person. i insult others because it comes natural to me. it’s time for you to acknowledge who you’re speaking to and assume your position as the lesser candidate.

you shouldn't feel special, i manipulate you in the same sense as i would any other female. i haven’t said anything that i wouldn’t say to the average person, though you don’t stray far behind. since you don’t have the satisfaction of looking at me, i manipulate you through my writing and let you perceive my personality for yourself. i choose to simplify things early on by teaching you who takes the dominant role between us.

my father has nothing to do with this conversation. he’s half the man i am, i’m more of the man he wishes he was. i triumph him in all aspects as a person. i am how i am because i choose to be. since you seem rather entranced with my life, i have some questions for you: following your implications, what possesses an adult to write back to a student? is your life that insignificant and your salary just as unsatisfactory that you fervently await my reply? does your sensitivity to criticism and my overall cavalier disposition enthrall you? or maybe it’s the fact that you’ve been dropped for someone new that implores you for my wisdom.

this is getting rather dull for my taste, but since you seem to think you can manipulate me, i’ll thicken the plot by adding a touch of my virtuosity. i present you with a challenge: if we meet up and you somehow entice me, i’ll approach you. i rarely find a woman that i’d willingly make moves on first and i’m convinced you could sooner get me to class than talk to you first.

think of me as capitalism, cold and brutal. i assert more intelligence than half of the people i meet on a daily basis. they are lesser opponents, if they can even be considered as such. the fact that they are in the same category as me is a speckling of righteousness in its finest light. someone with my extreme reputation requires excessive admiration. i expect i’ll be receiving that among other things from you soon.

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