The Pnictogen Wing

With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, the moral and the intellectual, I thus drew steadily nearer to that truth, by whose partial discovery I have been doomed to such a dreadful shipwreck: that man is not truly one, but truly two. I say two, because the state of my own knowledge does not pass beyond that point. Others will follow, others will outstrip me on the same lines; and I hazard the guess that man will be ultimately known for a mere polity of multifarious, incongruous and independent denizens. (R. L. Stevenson, Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde)

there have been days when our own plurality seemed wonderful and valid to us, but today is not one of them.

it started with daring to think of ourselves as two. it seemed freeing. it seemed to explain so much. ~Chara

are Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde an example of an "endogenic" plurality, or does ingesting a brew of mad-science chemicals count as a traumatic origin? ~Chara

You know, I'm the host of the Pnictogen Wing, and yet I don't talk here. It's been easier to let Chara be glib. I don't know what quality they have as a headmate that makes them so much more fluent with words than anyone else in the system, able to keep up some kind of conversation or flow of writing even when our dissociation is great. But I wish to rely upon Chara less. I spend too much of my life partially or mostly checked out of everything, and it sucks. It's not exactly good for leading an organized and purposeful life.

But now I'm asking, what do I want to say on Cohost? Anything?

~Kris of Pnictogen

our Alyx Woodward, the Pnictogen Wing's science officer, has been having an extended crisis of confidence about the absurd nature of her own existence, and I think this calls for some literary treatment. Primo Levi, perhaps...if Alyx has ever read anything but a textbook or a paper in her life, we can't think of when it happened