Araby264

Myriad Reality

LegendBegins said
Did I?

Me: ...Yeah.
*the boy stands up and turns to us. His face has lines that almost resemble scars, but they are solid black and his eyes are glowing green. His blond hair seems platinum. He moves almost mechanically.*
Boy: I tried to protect my daddy, but they wouldn't let me... and he died. But I made them pay... And now... You come here, disturbing ashes none have touched in ages... Disguised as my daddy. What ever shall I do?

Myriad Reality

LegendBegins said
Well then. Would you look at that. Remind me again why we decided that it would be a good idea to come here.

*Looking at the walls.*
You wanted to.

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[quote=The World]
You really don't get it. Imagine that your father left at a young age, imagine that you hated yourself, that your own mother just destroyed any possibility of you ever having any comfort again, that you've lost all of the people you care about, that you are very near homeless. Can you imagine that? Of course not. So for now, I'll say this:Goodbye everyone. I wish I could stay around to help you all write this grand story, but I can't. So, hopefully this'll work and I won't have to suffer more through failure as well. Farewell, everyone. You'll see, you won't even notice that I'm gone. I promise. So... goodnight everyone, and may your tommorow be a nice day as well.
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Listen to David, man. You are an important person to us, you are an important person to me! YOU MATTER!

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LegendBegins said
This doesn't sound good.

*I whisper*
David, the walls.
*now that our eyes have adjusted we can see black things resembling insects. We can't make out much detail because they overlap eachother as they crawl along the walls.*
The boy: You should leave before they figure out you aren't who you say you are. And before I lose my temper
*We realize the walls are shaking because the insects on the walls are repeating his words so that it seems the room is shaking.*

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The World said
No, you really don't get it. You don't have two things keeping you alive, a mental condition that requires everything to be a certain way in order to feel any comfort at all, a mother who doesn't give a shit about you, a grandfather who doesn't comprehend the gravity of situations, and you haven't lost one and a half of those two lifelines, permanently lost what allows you to feel any comfor at all, you aren't on the verge of being homeless, you aren't hated by all but two people you know, you aren't already dead in a body that keeps functioning, you haven't been given countless reasons to give up on everything and let it rot. You haven't fucking lost everything you cared about. So yes, killing myself will solve quite a few things. Fuck, tonight I'm trying ODing, so I've got 29 minutes of communication left IF this fucking connection holds up during that.

I'm sorry, I really am. But your life is worth more than that. You have a life ahead of you beyond all of this. Just survive until you can grab that future.

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LegendBegins said
Nice paradox.*Walks in*

*follows. The room is so dark that you can't see the walls. There is a shaft of dingy light. It falls on what looks like a little boy. He sits, crouched on the ground. Looking at something. He speaks in a sweet voce.*
You ... You're not my father. But you carry his disk. Why do you lie?
*his voice seems to shake the walls of the compound itself*

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The World said
No. No I'm fucking not okay. I have no phone, no home, no mother, -48 minutes of power, a connection that's as up and down as the tower of babel, and am most likely going to kill myself before I turn 18 in two months. So you tell me if I'm okay.

Listen, I can understand things are bad for you, but killing yourself won't solve anything. It's not worth it. You have Two months, right? Two months, that's no time at all. You can last that long. Just live. Just survive, you can do that.

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LegendBegins said
*Looks up*That doesn't mean you can't change what you will do.

*silently puts the disc into a slot in the door. After a moment it clicks and the disc pops out. The door glides open silently. Stale air comes from inside.*
Life. Dead ahead.

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The World said
I no longer have a phone as it is most likely destroyed by now so kik is unfortunately not an option.

Are you okay? What's going on?

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LegendBegins said
*Puts my hands on your shoulders*That's not the real you. I can feel you convincing yourself that it is, because internally, you know this isn't the answer.

*shakes off your hands*
Either way, I'm still here... And I've done what I've done...
*looks up at two large double doors*
I think we're here