Fai Flourite (
comparative_insanity) wrote in
savetheearth2013-09-26 02:33 am
Video | There's a highway that is curling up like smoke above his shoulder
[Fay is looking a little bit uncomfortable, to say the least, like someone who has just received the biggest scare of their life and is still just a bundle of over-tense nerves. Which is exactly what's wrong with him.]
Okay, so... I just remembered something really freaky in one of those weird flash-things that happen.
You know how everyone completely forgets about everything that's happened to us if we up and leave town? And how some people - like my own sister - just randomly forget their numbers and everything else?
[He chews his lower lip for a while, pushing his shoulders up as if he's cold.]
Well, uhm... I've got this memory. About this girl. I remember her face and her name - Sakura, by the way - but the only other thing I know about her is how she kinda used her memories of a person to pay for something important. She gave them all away, and every time she started to remember about him... she'd just sort of space out and forget again.
[He hesitates, as if what comes next is the worst part, but then decides to push on.]
And the reason I remembered was 'cause I was meeting up with my sister, and we were talking and then- then something happened. She just went all... I can't even explain it, except maybe like she'd had so much weed that she wouldn't know whether to check her ass or scratch her watch.
And trust me, my sister ain't the kind of person who'd so much as touch drugs, okay?
So that made me wonder... maybe there's a reason for people forgetting. And maybe there's something that keeps 'em from remembering again.
[A brief pause, and he seems to forcibly shake off his discomfort with a small shrug-like motion.]
In other news, if anyone, uh... happened to interact with my great big dummy of a boyfriend while he was drunk off his ass? If he managed to say... you know, something that came off pretty bad, it ain't as horrible as it sounds. He ain't some kind of boyfriend-beating monster no matter what dumb shit might've said, alright?
Okay, so... I just remembered something really freaky in one of those weird flash-things that happen.
You know how everyone completely forgets about everything that's happened to us if we up and leave town? And how some people - like my own sister - just randomly forget their numbers and everything else?
[He chews his lower lip for a while, pushing his shoulders up as if he's cold.]
Well, uhm... I've got this memory. About this girl. I remember her face and her name - Sakura, by the way - but the only other thing I know about her is how she kinda used her memories of a person to pay for something important. She gave them all away, and every time she started to remember about him... she'd just sort of space out and forget again.
[He hesitates, as if what comes next is the worst part, but then decides to push on.]
And the reason I remembered was 'cause I was meeting up with my sister, and we were talking and then- then something happened. She just went all... I can't even explain it, except maybe like she'd had so much weed that she wouldn't know whether to check her ass or scratch her watch.
And trust me, my sister ain't the kind of person who'd so much as touch drugs, okay?
So that made me wonder... maybe there's a reason for people forgetting. And maybe there's something that keeps 'em from remembering again.
[A brief pause, and he seems to forcibly shake off his discomfort with a small shrug-like motion.]
In other news, if anyone, uh... happened to interact with my great big dummy of a boyfriend while he was drunk off his ass? If he managed to say... you know, something that came off pretty bad, it ain't as horrible as it sounds. He ain't some kind of boyfriend-beating monster no matter what dumb shit might've said, alright?

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On the topic of memories, that might be possible -- though the civilians are spacing out, too. I've seen it all over.
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[He tilts his head a bit.] And are we so sure those people haven't gotten some kind of memories too, but had them taken away before they found the network. Or that this is some way of stopping them from getting memories in the first place? I ain't trying to go all tinfoil hat, but it's a possibility at least.
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If the entire city were made up of people like us, the enemy wouldn't be resorting to subterfuge. They'd have wiped the whole place out from the start.
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[Although Youou would probably prefer that. He grimaces lightly.]
I guess. But we still can't be sure how any there are, right? I mean, they're trying to do this with as little fuss as possible too, and they weren't expecting no resistance at all.
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[Because, well. Cop. That kind of comment isn't exactly uncommon for him to hear.]
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I lost my temper and nearly punched him.
[ His voice is completely flat and his face impassive, but he's not shying away from eye contact. ]
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Key word being "nearly". He realized what he was doing and stopped, and then felt terrible about it. It ain't so bad, really.
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like who even does that
anyway
if you have to reassure people that your boyfriend isn't beating you
maybe it's time to reassess your relationship
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And no, I don't. Because he ain't beat me yet, and he ain't about to. If he ever did, he'd be out on his ass in the street faster'n a bat outta hell, but unless he does, he's mine to keep.
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yeah man he hasn't beaten me yet and maybe i'll kick him out when he does but until he beats me i'm going to be possessive like he's a feral dog or something
nice dude
nice
hey btw i got a question
are your eyes brown
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Okay, look. All that happened was that he lost his temper and raised his hand on me. I know that ain't good, but he's... better to me than anyone's ever been before, and I honestly think he's feeling worse about it than I do. [He's not that good with words, not good at making them come out right.] Also no, they're blue and turn yellow when I'm angry. Guess that means I'm full of air and piss instead.
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look man i'm not your mom or anything but you should have a domestic violence number on hand if you choose to stay with this guy
also who the fuck has yellow eyes
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[A small, wry laugh.] And vampires, I guess. Seeing as how I got the eyes with the blood drinking and the claws.
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it does sound like a shit excuse
and it might not be an easy thing but if you're gonna say this guy has been changed to have a temper
maybe you shouldn't be with him anymore
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at least put this number in your phone
1-888-555-1234
it's a queer friendly partner abuse hotline
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Thank you. It's real kind of you to concern yourself, and even if it sounds like I'm ungrateful, I ain't. It's just... he thinks I should leave him too, so I just think I'm all defensive right now. [A pause, and he tries to drop some of the bitchy edge his voice tends to get when he gets arguing with someone.] I'm Fay, by the way.
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if you aren't gonna leave him at least hope he'll have the stability of mind to leave you if shit gets too hot to handle
i'm ava
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Thank you for helping then, Ava. I didn't even know there was a hotline that wasn't... you know, just for women?
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s'all you can do i guess
just don't get into a situation where the one time it goes wrong is the time you can't escape it
yeah most people don't know about shit other than mainstream numbers but they're there if you squint
i got some experience with queer services so i know some resources that aren't too common knowledge
there's an lgbtqia group at my college with tons of info
well
not tons
as much info as you can have for a relatively small minority i guess
but yeah if you call you won't be hung up on i guarantee i've had friends use that hotline before
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[It sounds like hyperbole, but to be honest he's fairly certain that he could without damaging himself much at all.]
And wow, that sounds pretty good. Wasn't never any place like that in the little redneck town where I grew up, and I didn't went back to school once I dropped out. But it's good to know that it's different in the cities, that people can find... I don't know, maybe someone to talk to or whatever.
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try to make sure there's something other than two stories of distance and cement outside the window tho
the hotline will work wherever so even if you're not in locke you should be able to talk to someone
idk about shelters though
there's a queer friendly shelter here
just one unfortunately and on the other side of town but i can get the address if you need/want it for any reason
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also uh
good luck on the two story drops then