3rd Death

[rightsiderequiem]

[he's...very hesitent to use the network on his own right now since a few people said he shouldn't and he wasn't smart enough to realize they had been messing with him but he wanted to know if everyone was okay. Dextera didn't know a lot of people in this tower, but getting hurt was always a bad thing.

with that in mind, the mute sends out a quick text.]

Is everyone okay? Not hurt badly?

[and then he types out something else, a little slower than his previous message.]

Is it okay to ask if that's happened before?

Comments

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[dubiousdisc]

diid yøu liive wiith a bunch øf peøple whø gøt themselves hurt øften?

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[rightsiderequiem]

[...how to be vauge while being honest...?]

A lot of people back home are hurt, so I'm trying to help them.

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[dubiousdisc]

huh.
høw successful iis that før yøu?

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[rightsiderequiem]

It's slow, but I think it's okay so far. Things will get better soon.

[he really hopes so anyways.]

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[dubiousdisc]

well, hate tø burst yøur bubble, but they're nøt gønna get better nøw.
iif that thiing abøut the wørlds beiing destrøyed iis true, øf cøurse.

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[rightsiderequiem]

I don't think they destroyed it. It already was.

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[dubiousdisc]

yeah, same.
sø ii guess we'll fiigure that øne øut when the tiime cømes.