voice;

[kidjoy]

[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?

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voice;

[brokeassgoing]

Surviving's bout the only story worth believing it. Ain't the same as living, is it? [its harsh but its true] Is it worth it, for the little moments of sunshine on your face? You tell me.

voice

[worn_wings]

[ it takes him a moment to ask the obvious question. if she wanted to answer it she probably would've just said, but still. she's a kid, sometimes it's better to get facts sorted out first. ]

What happened?

text

[inconsequence]

[A child in distress will call for help. It is not the fault of the child; it is simply what children do. It is a failure of their kind and a failure of the species they belong to, regardless of what it might be.

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.

voice;

[redshitlord]

H... hey.

[Wow, now there's a tone or two he can sympathize with right now.]

You still... wanna see the racecar?

[warandpeace]

I've lost a lot, more than once. Even before I came aboard the ship.

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?

Voice

[crowkiller]

It's not just this place that dangles the pretty things in front of you. That could happen anywhere you go.

[But....still it's a terrible thing that shouldn't happen.]

What was that shiny thing you had your eye on?

[farmboyjedi]

Nice to meet another desert person...although I can honestly say I don't miss it at all.