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[It’s been a long time since she’s addressed the community. While she’s always sounded annoyed, now there’s a heartache behind the anger. An exhaustion, a defeat.]
Back in the desert we got this story that gets told to every greenie that shows up in the sand. That it don’t matter if you went and got dusted ‘cause your shadow still lives on. [A shaky, sharp breath.] Killjoys never die.
But in this place, it ain’t true. The desert doesn’t believe in death but here there’s no life to begin with. Light’s out is just light’s out. [The anger in her voice picks up, deep and visceral.] All this place gives is empty promise after empty promise, dangles lil’ shiny pieces of hopin’ right in your face then laughs it away again. Just makes everythin’ you were ever told one damn cruel joke.
[There’s a few moments of nothing of but heavy breathing and snotty snuffles before she starts again, voice forcibly more calm.]
So why don’t all you rat kings and thrill seekers and wannabe white suits give me a new story worth believin' in?
Back in the desert we got this story that gets told to every greenie that shows up in the sand. That it don’t matter if you went and got dusted ‘cause your shadow still lives on. [A shaky, sharp breath.] Killjoys never die.
But in this place, it ain’t true. The desert doesn’t believe in death but here there’s no life to begin with. Light’s out is just light’s out. [The anger in her voice picks up, deep and visceral.] All this place gives is empty promise after empty promise, dangles lil’ shiny pieces of hopin’ right in your face then laughs it away again. Just makes everythin’ you were ever told one damn cruel joke.
[There’s a few moments of nothing of but heavy breathing and snotty snuffles before she starts again, voice forcibly more calm.]
So why don’t all you rat kings and thrill seekers and wannabe white suits give me a new story worth believin' in?

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Is it worth it when ya know it's just gonna be taken away? Havin' somethin' for just a lil' while can make it worse when it's gone than never havin' it at all.
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What happened?
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Kobra's gone.
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[Normally she'd save this sort of emotional outburst until she was alone but Kobra had been felt like her only lifeline on the ship and she's too gone herself to reel in it.]
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Children call for help. They scream into the darkness.
You should exercise caution, Girl, upon whose names you call in the dark.]
Those stories were always lies. You simply caught on quicker than most do.
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lies here. not everywhere.
think i already kind of knew it though
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Your insistence that lies are not everywhere is why you are in such distress now.
[You idiot.]
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besides if you aint part of the desert how do you know it aint true?
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[Wow, now there's a tone or two he can sympathize with right now.]
You still... wanna see the racecar?
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[She sounds confused. It's not the reaction she expected but it's no less a welcome one.]
I guess? I mean, yeah. Always like racecars.
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I'll take you for a ride, if you wanted. I mean. I don't have any super awesome stories, but...
I'm still pretty fast.
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You're a robot. Any story you got has to be awesome just 'cause you exist.
So yeah. Could do for a ride.
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It never gets any easier. I don't think any amount of stories will fix that. No story really has an end.
What the long version of the story you tell in the desert?
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Dr. Death used to say it when he was signing off sometimes. The other DJs would too. One of them used to tell everyone- [She pauses, starts again.] He used to tell me about the Witch. How she'd find your soul and keep ya from bein' alone if someone cared enough to put your things in the box. You live on 'cause there's people out there lookin' out for you, even if you're just a ghost.
Cherri tells it a lot a better.
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[Dr. Death is a hell of a name.]
So that's why you cared so much about recognizing the dead. I think there's a lot of sense in that story.
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[But....still it's a terrible thing that shouldn't happen.]
What was that shiny thing you had your eye on?
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My people.
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They went home then?
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