It's not Paranoia if...
[When Azure was in pretty princess mode she threw her medication away. How pretty to watch the multi colored pills sink into the sink. It took her a while to notice, the effects of withdrawal blended themselves into the sickness of the train and messed with her normal routines.
She hasn't seen her therapist in a while either. So that's fun. But you know what she has seen?
A little girl wandering the cars. Disappearing every time Azure tries to get close.
It's the train out to get her. Or Zu Zu and his lizard trying to get her killed. That has to be it. Azure knew her own patterns. Increased perfectionism, followed by paranoia, followed by delusions of her family members just beyond where she could follow. Broken and dangerous and waiting to watch the world burn. It was too late in the game for seeing new things.
The little girl hadn't appeared properly. So it wasn't her. It was the train. It had to be the train.
This time.]
I do know what's real and what's not.
[Azure's hair is the wrong length. It wasn't good enough...]
She hasn't seen her therapist in a while either. So that's fun. But you know what she has seen?
A little girl wandering the cars. Disappearing every time Azure tries to get close.
It's the train out to get her. Or Zu Zu and his lizard trying to get her killed. That has to be it. Azure knew her own patterns. Increased perfectionism, followed by paranoia, followed by delusions of her family members just beyond where she could follow. Broken and dangerous and waiting to watch the world burn. It was too late in the game for seeing new things.
The little girl hadn't appeared properly. So it wasn't her. It was the train. It had to be the train.
This time.]
I do know what's real and what's not.
[Azure's hair is the wrong length. It wasn't good enough...]