{Voice} [backdated before Lockon smackdown]

[beyondback_up]

{the clacking of metal against the terminal}

I have been... considering moral supremacy. Good is good and bad is bad and the gray areas, grey ha ha, that is the worst because we just don't get it. Black white gray. I like red, red, it's just so. lively.

Here's a realm of sinners, SINNERS, but they all dress in white and cry and cry and cry when

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[ttlymostspecial]

Oh, honey, you're home.

It's like you read my mind. You're the only one who understands, it seems.

[ex_regenera246]

... oh, is this your stripper friend?

[ttlymostspecial]

He's not a stripper.

[ex_regenera246]

But you don't deny the friend part.

So its not much of a surprise that he reminds me of you.

[ttlymostspecial]

Oh, he reminds me of me, too. That's why I like him so gosh darn much. :]

[beyondback_up]

It's back.

Thank, thank you, for the favor.

Morality, it's a blanket, a se-cur-it-y. Wouldn't want to stain the white, no no. And you, your color? Gold? Black and white are so so soso boring. dull. don't you think?

[ttlymostspecial]

You are so, so welcome.

What would being gold make me? No, I think perhaps I'm red, just like you. I am not white, I hate gray, and black just seems so... traditional. Boring. Like you said.

[beyondback_up]

I heard you got in trouble. Apologies. My little brother, dear dear Mello, he is so cross. A few steps from a fall, you see.

Gold like the things I like. No no, red is much better. Such a lovely, deep color. I wonder, how many other people are red. I think, Sylar, friend, there should be more more red to stain this dull black and white world.

[ttlymostspecial]

I'm still awaiting my "punishment."

Gold makes nice watches. But red... red is something else. Red is Blood. Passion.

I agree with you, B. I agree with you ever so much.

[beyondback_up]

Sasori may be red as well.

Watches are only nice to be looked at. Holding time, holding life. Red holds life. Drip drip drip.

Perhaps, perhaps, something should be done about this Sylar. I am starting to grow bored.

[ttlymostspecial]

But I loathe Sasori. Something about him... doesn't sit right with me.

Watches were my life once. In another life. They still hold some importance to me. Time is reassuring in its vastness. At least, until I ended up here it was.

Perhaps it should be. I would love to assist you again, in any way possible.

[beyondback_up]

Did he insult you? The puppeteer.

What is time now then? Trivial, unkempt.

I would, I would. Are you bored Sylar? Let's... paint the town. Red.

[ttlymostspecial]

Not me, but one of my things. Which is worse, in a way. He tries to offend me but I don't care.

What time would you like it to be? It doesn't matter anymore, not here... my watch is stuck on 11:53. Seven to midnight.

I am always bored. Red is the only color worth painting with.

Private. Unhackable this convo should have been private for a while lolol -shot-

[beyondback_up]

Claire Bennet, she's yours?

Seven. I like that. seven.

I need to make a trail, you see, a trail. A few corpses.

Would you like to paint with me friend?

LOL it... really should have been

[ttlymostspecial]

She is. It wasn't her, though. It was Nill. She doesn't have anything to give me... but she's mine just the same.

I shouldn't get my hands too dirty, you see. I'm waiting. I need my powers. Without them I'm... not anything. I can't take it much longer.

But I want to help you, friend. Always. Always.