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animus_network2013-04-19 09:02 pm
cullscuttlefish) wrote in animus_network2013-04-19 09:02 pm
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eleven ♓ voice;
[Feferi can't face the network, and she really can't face anyone she knows in person right now, so this is only voice. And it sounds tired, and defeated. It's clear she's been crying, a lot, and she just sounds broken - not angry, just broken.]
...I'm done.
I can't do it anymore. What is the fucking point, when my words are only going to be used as a weapon against us? If I can't trust people I love...and it's not even their fault. I know that it's not, but I...I can't handle this uncertainty. I could handle having my heart broken, but I...I can't handle this.
Congratulations, Jason. You wanted to find the exact point at which Feferi Peixes can't handle the shit that you throw at her anymore? Well, this is it. I'm done.
My lusus - my guardian, my mother, sort of - is here. Don't worry; she can't hurt anyone, not with me around. I'm going to be with her for a while. Don't come looking for me. I breathe underwater, she is underwater, and most of you couldn't get there anyway. I don't want those that can - assuming any of you can - trying. I don't want to talk. I just want -
[She starts to laugh, and then her laughs turn to sobs, which she has to calm before she can speak again.]
- you know, I found out a while ago that if I hadn't been brought here, I would have died roughly fifteen minutes after my last memory from home. Till now, I thought there was a point to fighting, because I didn't want that to be my end. But I just don't know anymore.
...I'm done.
I can't do it anymore. What is the fucking point, when my words are only going to be used as a weapon against us? If I can't trust people I love...and it's not even their fault. I know that it's not, but I...I can't handle this uncertainty. I could handle having my heart broken, but I...I can't handle this.
Congratulations, Jason. You wanted to find the exact point at which Feferi Peixes can't handle the shit that you throw at her anymore? Well, this is it. I'm done.
My lusus - my guardian, my mother, sort of - is here. Don't worry; she can't hurt anyone, not with me around. I'm going to be with her for a while. Don't come looking for me. I breathe underwater, she is underwater, and most of you couldn't get there anyway. I don't want those that can - assuming any of you can - trying. I don't want to talk. I just want -
[She starts to laugh, and then her laughs turn to sobs, which she has to calm before she can speak again.]
- you know, I found out a while ago that if I hadn't been brought here, I would have died roughly fifteen minutes after my last memory from home. Till now, I thought there was a point to fighting, because I didn't want that to be my end. But I just don't know anymore.
[Video.]
Just ain't all being your motherfuckin' week, is it?
[He continues to gnaw at his nail with a grin on his face.]
A brother'll all be up at gettin' his make on for you the fuckin' wickedest "no tappin' on the motherfuckin' glass" sign for you an' your old lady.
voice;
I'm just so tired. And I don't want to put anyone else in danger.
...thanks.
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[Fish puns will not save you here.]
Come onnn, fuckin' you ain't all bein' motherfuckin' interesting at a brother. Tower was fuckin' shitty at you, big deal. Ain't no need for gettin' sandy gills on it.