savetheearth | five; text

hey, so the mine trip was a bust.
some chick hacked some emails and shit, and basically found some conversations that said the Sage of Earth of whatever was a total hoax, but that Thunder corp was specifically searching for something called "Target 1" underground.
considering how dumb it would be to just start digging tunnels and drilling everywhere, we assumed they'd be using the mines to search.

well, we were wrong. (big surprise)

i don't know if anyone ever really officially reported their findings or whatever.
basically, there were those weird blackfuzzy hairy things and it legit looked like they were on drugs.
that was about all we found, because everyone getting those weirdass pulses.
i sure do love when all our leads run dry!!!!!!!
^^^^sarcasm^^^^^

as for happy funtime karson updates, i finally passed out after staying awake for an entire goddamn month.
and completely hypothetically speaking and not linked to finally sleeping or any pulses i may or may not have had,
i have a question.
uh

does

anyone remember dying?
like, legit dying, you are dead and gone and there's no way you're coming back through magical superpowers and it's probably your fault that you died?

EDIT: according to people who can't be classified as legally insane because of lack of sleep, there was a buzzing sound in the mines.

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Just take the whole bottle of Advil or something. I would do it. You need to test how well that shit works, so if you run into an actual emergency, you don't want to suddenly realize "oh, well, I can only heal these bones and no others!"

I don't think that's how it works... [ Alan mentioned regrowing limbs, anyway... ] Plus, Advil is a blood thinner. I'd sooner give myself a heart attack than numb the kind of pain I'd get from a shattered hand.

Okay, Advil doesn't work then. Fine, fine, whatever.

I might be a firefighter, but we get plenty of calls for medical emergencies, too. I'd rather not reenact something that, worst case, would end up with me in a hospital.

Plus, I'd totally worry Bertl. [ YEAH THINK OF HIS SASSY BOYFRIEND. ]

...Who is Bertl.

Oh, haha, I keep forgetting no one else calls him that.

Bertl is my boyfriend-- Bertholdt, technically. Really tall? Kinda skinny? Boopable nose?

[ silence until he gets to the nose bit.

Oh. Oh, he's good. I approve.

[NOT SURE IF HE SHOULD BE FLATTERED BY THAT REACTION OR NOT]

Right? He's super cute.

I approve of his nose. Good nose, good people-- as they say.

Um, okay. I'm glad you approve, in any case. Of his nose. It's a cute nose.

You should boop it.

I will.

[ That's a promise. ]

Take a picture.

Of... me booping his nose? Or just nose?

[ Do you have some kind of nose-fetish, Karson... ]

Booping. I've already got a picture of his nose.

What if I recorded it, would that work. I feel like booping his nose and taking a picture of that moment would look kinda strange.

[ Ryan why are you going along with this-- oh right, cause you like bad jokes. ]

Recording is also acceptable.

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