voice;
[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?
text
besides if you aint part of the desert how do you know it aint true?
text
Acceptance of lies as a foundation of our collective worlds preempts disappointment. It is the nature of things.
text
what do you think you know about nature and disappointment huh?
text
text
text
text
you trying to start something with me then just say so
text
One should exercise caution when crying into the darkness, for fear of what demons they may wake.
text
what the hell you going on about demons
text
Demons are quite common in this reality, it seems.
Greetings.
text
[Yes, actually. But she's here to argue.]
yeah right. name one.
youre probably just some alien trying to be funny. aint seen a demon around here yet
text
[As if. They already know what they are - disgusting. Reprehensible. Red eyes, chin-length hair, a smile too wide and insincere to be considered natural.]
text
who even believes that stuff anymore?
devil aint out there motorgoblin people are a much bigger thing to be worried about then some horned up thing crawling up from hell
text
I had assumed you had enough brain cells at your disposal to surmise as much. Evidently I was mistaken.
How unfortunate.
text
dont be a dick jackass
[No one ever claimed that Girl had an diplomacy skills]
text
It is hardly my fault if you require written instructions from one tangent to the next.
text
[Stubborn, stubborn child.]
whyd you even bother to answer if you just wanted to make fun
text
I just wanted to see you suffer.
text
nothing but a white suit soul
text
text
guess youre the same. get your kicks out watching people burn
text
What else is a demon to do?
[They...must really have a sick sense of humor, do they not?]
text
text
Of course I do.
The question remains, however - do you?
text
[Except she's not so sure anymore. What's a Killjoy without the crew?]
text
text
text
text
text
text
text
Re: text
text
text
text
text
text
Re: text
text
text
text