I...really have not decided? Never been on a horse before, and I'm not sure a winged one is a good place to start when we are really high above the ground.
[ also actually eric tell me if you want a more depressing mem or a more angry mem those are the only two handwritten pre-game ones i've got. ]
Uhh...I'm gonna guess no. When have we ever been that lucky, you know? [ but he's peering down over the edge of the clouds, too. it's just enough time for a pig to burst forth from another cloud though, skittering its way over to the two of them before charging ahead and straight into them. ]
Not again! [ he's frustrated, half-ready to punt this pig off into space, but it doesn't stop the barrier from trapping the two of them in and a memory from appearing suddenly. ]
[ oof. that was all pretty miserable, and when it's over he looks down at his wrists like he's worried he might have really gotten cuffed again. ]
...S-sorry. Um, I can pretend I didn't see that, if you want?
[ like, damn, that was more personal than a lot of these have been. ]
But... I don't blame you for feeling the way you did back then. That was really rough.
[ there wasn't much in common there at all when it came to their actual experiences, but as far as feelings go, some of them felt kind of relatable. if there's a god, he thinks he fucking sucks too. ]
...it's fine. It's in the past, and it's not like many people know about it in the first place. [ so yeah it's personal but also he can't really change that simon saw it, so here we are. he is, uncomfortably, slipping his hands into his pockets. ]
I'd like to say I think a little differently now, but I still find myself questioning why a lot. What is and isn't inevitable, that kind of thing. Then again that was like less than a year ago.
[ so you know. not that much time to really change his mind entirely. ]
My mom was a Methodist. When she died, I questioned a lot about what she believed and what she tried to teach me to believe. Some of it has rubbed off, but the rest...not quite so much. [ sometimes things just happen and they fucking suck. it's a life lesson to deal with. ] Anyway, uh...sorry about that.
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[ also actually eric tell me if you want a more depressing mem or a more angry mem those are the only two handwritten pre-game ones i've got. ]
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Oh... yeah, that might be kind of a big leap, I guess.
[ peering over the edge of a cloud... ]
Do you think they have like, nets down there or something?
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Uhh...I'm gonna guess no. When have we ever been that lucky, you know? [ but he's peering down over the edge of the clouds, too. it's just enough time for a pig to burst forth from another cloud though, skittering its way over to the two of them before charging ahead and straight into them. ]
Not again! [ he's frustrated, half-ready to punt this pig off into space, but it doesn't stop the barrier from trapping the two of them in and a memory from appearing suddenly. ]
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...S-sorry. Um, I can pretend I didn't see that, if you want?
[ like, damn, that was more personal than a lot of these have been. ]
But... I don't blame you for feeling the way you did back then. That was really rough.
[ there wasn't much in common there at all when it came to their actual experiences, but as far as feelings go, some of them felt kind of relatable. if there's a god, he thinks he fucking sucks too. ]
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I'd like to say I think a little differently now, but I still find myself questioning why a lot. What is and isn't inevitable, that kind of thing. Then again that was like less than a year ago.
[ so you know. not that much time to really change his mind entirely. ]
My mom was a Methodist. When she died, I questioned a lot about what she believed and what she tried to teach me to believe. Some of it has rubbed off, but the rest...not quite so much. [ sometimes things just happen and they fucking suck. it's a life lesson to deal with. ] Anyway, uh...sorry about that.