thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

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From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

She's....with her patron echo right now.

From:

forthemackerel

Why's that?

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[She shrugged.] She need to go, I guess. Protect her from breaking, probably.

From:

forthemackerel

[ he pauses a moment and taps into his sylladex for the pumpkin soup ]

Do you want some? Maybe you could tell me about her.

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[She looks at the pumpkin soup.]

...would you eat too?

From:

forthemackerel

[ nods softly ]

We can share.

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

...all right.

[Will take the thermos and pours out some soup, holding it out to him.]

[She...she has a Food Thing, okay.]

She's from...a nice world. Overall. Some weird shits going on because she's friends with a horrorbeast terrorgod and that's always shenanigans. But it's like power of friendship reins supreme with their cool animal bodies. And she shows it. She's just....so hopeful. So bright and happy and brave.

From:

forthemackerel

[ he did gather something like that, since this is like a magical elixir. he'll take his share from her and starts to sip on it while listening, he nods, prompting her to go on with her talk ]

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[Oh.]

[That is some boost to positive feels. That things can grow and change and become better and more full of life.]

[It doesn't make him forget about the bad things, but it feels possible to overcome the bad things and keep moving forward.]

But she was also really good at handling the bad shit. I know it got to her, it hurt her, but she didn't look at people with pity. And she was really good at pickin' up when you needed help, or when she just needed to listen. It was hard to not be happy around her.

From:

forthemackerel

[ he'll be offering her some, too. to see if she'll take her share after this batch of words ]

And that's why you were drawn to her. She understood you and what you needed. Complimented exactly what you wanted. It sounds like she is a strong thread for you.

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[Will take the cup.]

Yeah.

I love her.

[Will drink some of the drink.]

From:

forthemackerel

[ and, since the feelings were not elaborated on in the prior tag, he does feel more refreshed, not as heavy. between the combination of Doom pulling him out of that darkness and the soup from Life, he feels more at ease. it doesn't mean he'll be fine when he gets out, but right now, he feels like he can continue on. try to mend what is broken, or destroy the poison in the sea ]

Hold on tight to that feeling.

[ even if he doesn't know it, even if his own emotions are a mess, just from hearing her words, he can tell how important this is ]

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

...

[She holds out the thermos cup, her other hand moving to her heart.] Hold onto it, huh?

From:

forthemackerel

[ takes it so he can drink a bit more ]

Mm. It sounds like a very precious feeling. Even if it might cause pain and hurting, it's still really important, right?

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

...yeah, it is.

From:

forthemackerel

[ offers the rest of this portion to her ]

Then it's important to remember it.

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[She takes it and drinks the rest before putting the cap back on, holding the thermos back out to him.]

...all right.

From:

forthemackerel

[ takes it and dumps the thermos back into his sylladex ]

How... do you feel?

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

...better.

[Now the mood whiplash and you're back in the Neighborhood, in front of a tall building.]

TG: thats the lab
TG: need to get on the roof
TG: theres a ladder down
TG: n also
TG: be a good friend

[And then it disconnected.]

[Which might be a bit vague except you can now also see a figure standing in between you and the building.]

[It’s Roxy. Standing there in a t-shirt, skirt, and leggings, her mother’s scarf wrapped around her. In her hand is a piece of glass covered in blood, her own clothes stained the same. Around her are bodies. The bodies of her friends and Rose.]

[She looks over her shoulder at you, and she’s smiling, but her eyes are empty. She turns to you, and perhaps you’ll realize the blood is HERS. She’s covered in jagged injuries, but nowhere vital. Those spots are covered in bands of tiamt-with-black, a vibrant red, and blue. She holds out the shard of glass.]

Kill me.

Edited Date: 2015-01-27 01:59 pm (UTC)

From:

forthemackerel

[ that happy decent feeling vibe? some of it drains at seeing this. but he doesn't lose that, the pumpkin soup still fresh in him, after all ]

I can't. More importantly, I don't want to.

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

[It is a depressing one.]

The bands won't let me do it myself. I've tried.

From:

forthemackerel

[ approaches more ]

Is that part of the Game?

[ to continue your suffering? ]

From:

thevoidsdarkhorse

No.

It's people trying to insist on me clingin' to false hope.

[No idea if you would notice, but those red bands sure are the exact shade of sharkboy's eyes.]

[But dunno if you return those gay levels.]

From:

forthemackerel

[ sadly, he's still more in the homoaquatic field of things, but he might notice the color, getting at least a vague sense of flowerboy familiarity. but since it is red, he might just assume blood... ]

Why do you say it's false?