1st - Voice

[ceasetoexist]

First off, let me just tell the wonderful people who brought me to this dump. No, really. Thanks a bunch. God knows there's nothing I'd want less than to be killed in some poorly defined cataclysm that you give just the barest evidence of! Because you know the whole screening room sure couldn't be faked! Still, think you could have found a better place to put the letter you gave me detailing all this, like up your butts.

Secondly, lay it on me. Just how bad is this place. I just got brought here from someplace like this - whole schtick that it was a better place to live than the alternative and I should be grateful and blah blah blah - so I kinda get the idea. I mean I guess I could be wrong and this could turn out to be some fantastic land of lollipops and fairies and lovey magical crap that just happens to have floors full of monsters, but I'm not getting my hopes up. So should I expect to have, like, my head chopped off and sewn onto some kind of guerrilla alien body once every week, or month, or what? What's the schedule for bullcrap around here like? Also don't bother to tell me about how you're working to get free, or how things are bad right now but we'll get over them or any crap like that. You don't win situations like this, you just survive them. So don't waste my time with any hope crap.

Finally, since we got crap from "home" to bring with us, did someone here manage to get a video game system and TV or something? I mean even a Game Boy. It feels like forever since I've even played Tetris or something and as great as pointlessly wandering monster filled floors are - I mean some of them are cool - I can only see the same horrific creature so many times before it gets passe.

Comments

[plushaeusrumpified]

Well if that doesn't sound suspiciously like a certain BBC show then I don't know what the hell does.

[ceasetoexist]

A what?

That like another internet thing or something?

[He has absolutely no idea about Earth culture the type of would be found on most worlds beyond what Mayfield showed him, and having come from '96 his knowledge of the internet is limited and has only been informed beyond what he knew by the people he met in Mayfield again.

The kid has no clue what the fuck you just said to him is the gist of what I'm getting at, Bro.]

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Well then. That certainly makes this a lot more difficult. It's always disappointing when references go over people's heads, but hey. He can deal with it.]

Uhh. Not really the internet, no. You ever heard of TV?

[ceasetoexist]

Of course I know what TV is! Don't be stupid!

[plushaeusrumpified]

Calm your tits, Jesus Christ. Anyway, it's a TV show. About a time traveling alien guy. What you said reminded me of him.

[ceasetoexist]

Well I've met aliens, but not time traveling ones. So I guess TV lied to you on that part.

Only a human has gotten to time travel so far. Go humanity.

[plushaeusrumpified]

No? It's fictional. Not all TV's about real life.

Who're you referring to? Because I know of a time traveler myself, actually. My bro.

[ceasetoexist]

Yeah, I know you massive jerkface.

I mean me.





But now that I mention it, I knew another kid my age who did the same thing, though he was from a different world than me. Or universe. Whatever.

Your last name isn't Strider, is it?

[plushaeusrumpified]

Yeah, it sure i-

[There's a pause as it suddenly hits him what was just said to him.]

Have you met a Dave Strider before coming here?

[ceasetoexist]

....Yeah. I did.

[The thought briefly crosses Pokey's mind that maybe he should have kept his mouth shut on this matter in general. About how shocking that may have been. But after nearly three years of meeting people for the first time several times over and over again, things like this just didn't bother him.]

I met him a few times, honestly. I don't think I saw anyone get kicked out and come back into that place as often as he did.



He was an alright guy.

[plushaeusrumpified]

[Shocking is somewhat of an understatement. The idea of Dave being somewhere else just as bad is... not a fun thought at all. The idea that he wasn't there to help is even worse. He realizes time travel is at work, it's gotta be. He doesn't remember Dave ever disappearing on him. And it probably wasn't necessarily his Dave. But somehow that doesn't make it any better.]

Well fuck me, the universe just loves screwing with shit, doesn't it? [And by shit, he means Striders.]

I take it you never had much of an opportunity to get to know him if that's all you've got to say about him.

[ceasetoexist]

...I met him now and then. I got to know him pretty well once where we'd just spend hours talking about nothing. I dunno, maybe we were talking about something; he kind of tended to be the one driving the conversation most of the time.

He kind of came and went quickly a lot of the time. I liked him, but I wouldn't say we were like great friends or anything. But I guess we were kinda between acquaintances and friends or something. I have no clue what that is.