[ 013 - Thoughtstream ] (Broadcast Mind)

Mar 29, 2011 11:03

[ There is no video. There is no voice. There is just the presense of thought. Continuous, seemingly endless, and it completely inundates you...overtakes you, an explosion of doubt and guilt, loneliness and confusion all combined into one. ]

Slithering, sliitheering, sliiitheeering, across your skin one hundred black legs, in sin, inside. Or ( Read more... )

-event: broadcast mind, !yazoo, dawn summers, oerba dia vanille, tseng

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[Video] sugaryoptimist March 30 2011, 09:01:31 UTC
Erm...that doesn't sound good.

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[Video] velvet_zealot March 30 2011, 17:15:58 UTC
Who...are you?

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[Video] sugaryoptimist March 30 2011, 22:00:46 UTC
I'm Vanille.

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[Video] velvet_zealot March 31 2011, 01:24:40 UTC
[ He stares and says nothing, looking expectant. ]

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[Video] sugaryoptimist March 31 2011, 01:54:17 UTC
Are...you okay?

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[Video] velvet_zealot March 31 2011, 02:18:27 UTC
What does it matter to you, hm?

[ You're not family. ]

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[Video] sugaryoptimist March 31 2011, 02:20:21 UTC
You matter. Everyone does.

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[Video] velvet_zealot March 31 2011, 02:42:49 UTC
You don't even know me.

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[Video] sugaryoptimist March 31 2011, 02:44:01 UTC
I don't have to.

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[Video] velvet_zealot March 31 2011, 02:47:52 UTC
...You're not very sharp, hm?

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[Video] sugaryoptimist March 31 2011, 02:50:56 UTC
Why would you say that?

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[Video] velvet_zealot March 31 2011, 02:58:42 UTC
[ Because he is insensitive and mean, Vanille. And he'd sooner shoot you than actually give a damn what your opinion of him was, because you're not Mother, and you're not his brothers. You're nobody to him. ]

I...don't need you to be concerned for me.

You're nothing.

[ Mm...and he's projecting. ]

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