Aprophilix wrote:Am I the only one who feels sympathy for Stanley?
I'm aware he is, well, a Tool, but I can't help but feel that apart from his inferiority complex, he's a pretty decent guy. I think we may even see this revealed as the story goes on. From a writing standpoint, Rob seems to be humanizing him on a pretty consistent basis, which is usually indicative that we should start viewing him from a more sympathetic point of view.
Is he immature? Absolutely. But after watching his impressive skills as a combatant, his apparent prowess at battle leadership, and even his gratitude in situations where gratitude isn't at odds with his ego (such as with Jack, after the battle with Caesar), I'm really rooting for the little guy. I'd love to see him learn a few lessons, and then use his massive rock skills for good, or at least for Parson.
no i like stanley, but i've met a real; life stanley from parsons's position and i sympathise with anyone who wants to kill him too.
the most concise story along that line
i'm setting up the PA system, i've got a cable tester hooked up as BGM (background music) and i'm checking the paging is muting the BGM input. in walks mr pseudonym, starts asking me if putting the speaker higher up would make it easier to hear from more places....it'as already 20 feet in the air so no it just makes it further away, he then proceeds to explain what he means by placing his water bottle...uncapped...onto the pa system i'm still installing.
i tell him that's not a good idea
he responds with, " nah it's fine, i drop stuff all the f'n time!"
the brain to mouth filter in me stops my next sentence which would have been "more reason you should get it off the PA"
he then proceeds to demonstrate where the speaker should go with the bottle cap representing the speaker and the bottle as the pole. he is doing so with one hand and pushing the bottle along the top of the PA system in the process. finally stopping when the bottle is 1/3rd of the way over the edge to falling off.
then makes a passing remark about snorting coke, asks for some more impossible features, then walks off to get high again.
leaving me with an overwhelming sense of "how the f*#k did he get left in charge of his own breathing, let alone this business?" short answer is blood.
point of this story, i like stanley, but if you have to deal with people LIKE stanley on any kind of permament basis, you will project all of your hate for that other idiot into this character.