{Animus}

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[There is a static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. it starts to whisper, before ghostly voices seep through the communication lines--

...Except instead of obnoxious text, there's an absolutely piercing shriek. Think banshee.

Then children laughing, high pitched and delighted. Then distortion-

A throaty opera singer, carrying a note longer than should be physically possible-

Jaunty rock. Explosive jazz. One sound after another, barely long enough to register, so it's little more than a jarring cacophony of noise.

Eventually it fades into static, then silence for all of a few seconds- before closing on a final crash of cymbals.]

Comments

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but you wouldn't

it's complicated




and contagious

[buntails.livejournal.com]

You can't decide if someone will understand without giving them a chance to. There's no way we can, if you don't tell us and we don't know.

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guess!
and maybe we won't tell you

[buntails.livejournal.com]

I don't know. I just... can't believe someone would do these things for nothing.

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we have a lot of nothing

we're running out of places to keep it

[buntails.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make any sense.

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we keep it in the original packaging
so it won't lose value

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Geez, if you can't make sense, I'm going back to bed after all.

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but we're lonely
and we have more songs

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Can't they wait until a decent hour?

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there are no indecent !
and we couldn't sleep

[buntails.livejournal.com]

So you sleep, too.

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we might be sleeping now
what if we're imagining this

don't like these dreams

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Do you have bad dreams sometimes?

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all of them

[buntails.livejournal.com]

That must be hard.

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it's crunchy

but there's not much flavor

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Now you're getting weird again. I'm going back to bed.

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[buntails.livejournal.com]

[Well that pulls her right back.]

Is that what you want? To get to know us?

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sometimes
already do

don't want to

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Is that why you bring us here?

You know, if that's it... If I could go back and forth, I'd definitely come here sometimes on my own! But being like here this, and not being able to see everyone back home... I can't like it!

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we toss you around
you'll forget it each time

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Promises have meaning. I promised I wouldn't abandon the people here, and here I am again.

I don't want to be trapped here. But while I am, I'll keep my promises.

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