One of the ways that Meridon and I are different is best illustrated by a short and not-completely-hypothetical playlet.
[A man shuffles down the street, looking slightly ill.]
Meridon: Look how sad his eyes are. I'll bet that his daughter, who's just been awarded valedictory honours at her high school graduation, has just been diagnosed with an incurable disease which she passed on to his wife of twenty-seven years, who had just last week finally triumphed in her tragic struggles with mayonnaise addiction.
scampoint: Well, I was thinking he probably drank like a whole can of paint and vodka.
FIN.
[A man shuffles down the street, looking slightly ill.]
Meridon: Look how sad his eyes are. I'll bet that his daughter, who's just been awarded valedictory honours at her high school graduation, has just been diagnosed with an incurable disease which she passed on to his wife of twenty-seven years, who had just last week finally triumphed in her tragic struggles with mayonnaise addiction.
scampoint: Well, I was thinking he probably drank like a whole can of paint and vodka.
FIN.
lycoris:
*is amused*