five ◦ voice.

[healthysoda]

[there's a quiet moment of repose on Neku's end, shockingly. he'd usually be out there, but... he has to take a break. his head is starting to pound with how many psychs he's been using. besides... something's on his mind. with death all around... he doesn't notice that his journal's open, quite spaced out.]

... (There's nothing to lose... you can

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[uncomprehend]

No. [ she sounds weary ;; been crying and such you know ]

[healthysoda]

[oh river. ;; he's startled, not knowing that his journal was open, and it clatters to the floor as a result. after a moment or two, he picks it up and speaks.]

... didn't know it was open.

[uncomprehend]

[ VICTORY! her creeper skills are still top notch ]

It likes to do that, opens when you don't want it too.

You won't be erased.

[healthysoda]

[damn. You get another pause, River.]

(... then what? I can't die when I'm already dead, I came here when I was in the Game... I'm dead. Aren't I?)

You... don't understand.

[uncomprehend]

[ frown, no buddy YOU don't understand ]

It's not the Game, rules don't apply. Dead come back. Nonexistence exist.

1/3 maybe

[healthysoda]

2/3

[healthysoda]

(... wait a second. How does she know about the Game? Was she a player?)

3/3 now for pizza /flee

[healthysoda]

... some people come back.

[uncomprehend]

[ nope just psychic and crazy and stop thinking so loud gdmit ]

Boob.

[healthysoda]

[he can't help it, he's used to people not hearing his thoughts]

Not a girl. Or an idiot.