{Animus}

[adstring_npc]

[There's the usual static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. After a moment, a low flute tone starts up, continuing as a background melody throughout. For anyone who hears it, it would sound vaguely familiar, from their home world- though played inexpertly, as if they couldn't entirely remember how it was supposed to go.]


too soon, too early

not quickly enough

calm down, take a breath we're still setting up
we'll take it apart
you always do

we can carry it ourselves
is it really necessary

^finally, that's better
wait what's going on

Comments

[buntails.livejournal.com]

It's fair if everyone chooses, too.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

we're better at choosing
so we'll do that for you

[buntails.livejournal.com]

No one should have that chosen for them. Haven't you learned yet? We'll keep fighting to be free.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

keep doing that

if you like running into walls

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Walls break down if they're pushed on hard enough.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

[buntails.livejournal.com]

The walls will break first.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

but they're really nice ones!
why would you do that

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Because people belong free.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

you don't want to know what's happening elsewhere

[buntails.livejournal.com]

If this is safe, then tell me what it's safe from.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

bad things

the worst!

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Then tell me what they are.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

we're afraid to say
you'd be sad
nothing escapes here

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Do you mean you want to leave, too?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

yes

there's no exit from here

[buntails.livejournal.com]

I never thought about you being trapped, too.

But, then why not work with us? We can find a way so we can go back, and so you can leave, too.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

you didn't cause it
you can't control it

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Doctors don't make us sick, either, but they find ways to cure it. We can look for a solution together.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

you don't see it either

there's nothing on the other side

[buntails.livejournal.com]

The other side of what? Do you mean after death?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

the other side of

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Here... in Adstringendum?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

if that's what you want to call it

[buntails.livejournal.com]

Eh?

What do you call it, then?