014 - [Voice] - FU Barron

[hatestriangles]

[Perry sounds pretty stressed-out, like there's a lot on his mind. Thank you Barron and your horrible horrible brainwashing powers. He also sounds a fair bit less sarcastic than usual, like he actually wants an honest answer.]Has anyone ever been-- I don't know, wrongly convicted here? Any inmates who weren't as bad as people said they were? Or who

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[sharpememory]

[Oh ho ho, look at all this gym equipment. Barron wonders if Perry will turn up. He's pretty sure that he got the code right. Time to chill out next to this awesome gym machine.]

SPAM~

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[Perry shows up there after about twenty minutes, looking like he hasn't slept in two days. Which, hey, is about accurate. He heads on over to Barron.]

Hey. You okay?

SPAM~

[sharpememory]

[Barron looks pleased to see Perry. Because he is. It means that his power is still working on him.]

I'm okay. They still haven't given me my shoes back, though. What kind of messed up logic is that?

SPAM~

[hatestriangles]

Not the most messed up it can get around here. [He glances down at Barron's bare feet and shrugs.] But still, what the fuck, right?

Spam on deck

[hatestriangles]

What, being accused of something you absolutely didn't do? [Perry didn't know the guy, but he was so messed up mentally at the moment that his usual sarcasm had been dampened and he'd apathetically said he'd be on deck anyway and the guy could talk to him in person if he wanted. His thoughts were focused on Barron, who couldn't have done anything wrong but had ended up here anyway.] I didn't know that shit could happen here.

Spam on deck

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Jesus, I don't know. [Perry leans his elbows on the railing, staring out at the stars. He gestures at them, not looking at the other man.] I guess that I assumed that a magic science-fiction prison that flies through space and brings dead people back to life might be a little different. Stupid of me, right?

DENIED, BRO

[paradoxlol]

I'm doing this to inconvenience you, not spy on you. It'll take more than that to get your filters back.

DIIIICK

[hatestriangles]

[Hey, it's a testament to HOW FUCKED UP HE IS RIGHT NOW that you don't get a sarcastic douchebag comment back.]

How about just to you?

[PRIVATE]

[paradoxlol]

[This is disconcerting :c]

What's up?

[PRIVATE]

[hatestriangles]

I- [Is he going to talk about Barron? Is he? NAH, NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. But you do get to deal with a nice vague bit of Perry's current angst.] This place is so fucked-up.

[deepdowndark]

I've had two wardens tell me I don't deserve to be here.

I tend to agree, but it doesn't make much difference.

[hatestriangles]

Nothing ever makes any difference here. [Pause.] Were they your wardens?

[deepdowndark]

No, they weren't. One expressed it only recently, and the other did when my first warden had left.

[hatestriangles]

They know what's in your file?

[future_games]

I've never seen anything like that happen. If it ever has, the Admiral is even less competent than anyone ever gives him credit for. But I think choosing who he brings onboard is probably the one thing he does do carefully.

[hatestriangles]

Yeah, he's frigging awful at everything else. [Pause.] How long have you been here?

[future_games]

A year. Why?

[hatestriangles]

Curiosity.