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[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Sup dawg, welcome to Roxy's voicemail! I actually have a voicemail, aw yeah. Leave a message after the tone~!

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[miasmajesty]

My alternates don't work the same way yours do.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Dirk, if you were in control of an alternate you, you would have loved that boy and did everything you could to take care of him.

[miasmajesty]

That's the fucked up thing. I probably thought I did.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Do you remember anything? Get...anything 'bout it?

[miasmajesty]

Not really. [ Long, quiet sigh. ] I won't talk a lot about it. That's his deal, his damage to share. But I fucked him up bad. Pretty sure whatever went down wasn't dissimilar to the Jake situation, but whereas Brobot was a more extreme version of something he wanted, it was just straight up child abuse. Apparently, that's my idea of teaching the kid the ropes of being a Strider.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Hmmmm. Still dun think it counts. Seems like a bad road to go down, taking all the mistakes and such from our alternates. Starts....blinding you and stuff.

And, I mean, you can be better than that if ya know what to watch for.

[miasmajesty]

Well, like I said: my alters are different. Bro Strider is still inherently Dirk Strider, just... older.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

And what does that even mean in the end?

[miasmajesty]

It means that there's a reason I keep to myself.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Dirk, you're way too hard on yourself.

Also, I think you need to take more regular naps. Lot harder to keep up your spirits if you're dead on your feet.

[miasmajesty]

Maybe. But I know there's a lot of shit that went down in our group of friends that wasn't my fault, that Jake's also a big dumb tool that doesn't consider other people's feelings more'n half the time, Jane keeps to herself until she explodes, and you like to play all that hurt close to your chest and take care of us to forget about it. I just know my flaws and how they fit into it, and I know I'm probably dangerous.

[ But sleep.

He really doesn't like sleep. ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

...

[You know, it really shouldn't be a surprise when he says it so bluntly, of course he'd know, but still. Different when someone calls her out on it.]

[She sets it to the side because....well, it's true, and it's also about Dirk right now.] Probably dangerous...how do you figure you're more dangerous than the rest of us?

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[miasmajesty]

Have you considered the amount of damage I'm capable of? [ he gives his head a shake. ] You, Jake, Jane. You all have compassion. Something in your head that trips an alarm whenever you rush headlong into some harebrained scheme that will only end in fucking disaster for all involved.

Backtags into eternity

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

You have compassion, Dirk, and don't try to tell me otherwise. You care about us all so much and you'd do anything to protect us. You just miss stuff sometimes.

As for the amount of damage you're capable of...

Honestly, Jane is the only one with any defense if we stopped thinking, if we got angry enough. We're not exactly poster children of mental health and independence.

[miasmajesty]

There's a fine line between protecting and controlling. [ A shake of his head. ] I can do more damage to all of you because I don't consider that line. I don't even see it.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

You're aware it exists. That's considering.

[Pauuuuuse]

And if you need to, you can talk to me 'bout it? You've never actually controlled me.

[miasmajesty]

[ Not for a lack of trying... ]

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

[She knows how to read your manipulations, lucky you.]

I know, you try, but that's why we have each other. We keep each other grounded.

[miasmajesty]

[ Blowing out a sigh. ]

Yeah.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

...sorry it took me so long to catch up, but I'm here now.

[miasmajesty]

S'okay.

[ Just puts their heads together.

He considers what else to say. Hesitates, and then just says fuck it, go for the fucking gold Strider. ]

I know... with me 'nd Jake. I did my share of fucking up. I know. But. [ ... ] He still hurt me pretty bad.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Oh Dirk.

[She takes his hand in hers, squeezing it ]

You deserved better than him bein' so dumsb 'bout it.

[miasmajesty]

[ mm... ]

I'm such a tool.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

You're not a tool for being hurt. He should have talked to you.

[miasmajesty]

Not his MO. I knew that going in.