[ The feed is voice at first, recognizably Sollux, sounding cheerfully sarcastic as ever. ]

Hey, Sacrosanct, got something to show you. I figured it needed to be preserved. For posterity and all that shmoopy shit, y'know. Now where's that button?

[ The video feed comes on, and points around wildly for a little bit before a cream and honey yellow ( Read more... )

[ DID YOU MISS THIS MUSTARDY YELLOW TEXT, SACROSANCT? Well, okay, we'll pretend for the moment that you didn't get another version of this asshole pretty recently too. Whatever, it's not the point. ]

0h. hey. i’m back. and here i th0ught i was dead ( Read more... )

[ The feed opens up onto a beach. The beach is looking awfully...black. Sollux coughs a little in the background. ]Tho I have good newth and bad newth. The good newth ith thith black rock thtuff doethn't theem to do too great with machineth. The bad newth ith that Garden Zone 13 needth to be quarantined immediately ( Read more... )

[ Sollux's voice sounds...hoarse. Choked up. And very, very subdued. ]

I...

For thothe of you who knew her. Feferi Peictheth hath, uh, left the thtation.

F-fuck.

[ There's a fumbling sort of sound, and the feed goes off. ]

[ The feed is jostled on abruptly to movement, sounds of struggle, panting and an occasional choked-back sob in the background. Not much can really be seen, as it's rather low lighting wherever it is, but as the arm with the communicator pulls back, there is a glimpse of a metal skeleton of a hand with red and blue wires attached to a gray stump, ( Read more... )

Anyone elthe notithing we're getting motht of the new people around the thame time every perigee? Month, whatever. It uthed to be a thlow trickle conthtantly, like when I came here, but now it'th like the rift ith in thome kind of fluctuation pattern.

Jutht a thought.

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20 what are y0u l00kiing f0r? |

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g0t tw0 w0nder wh0 ha2 anythiing tw0 hiide iin here. |

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ii th0ught ii'd 2ay hell0. |

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y0u can 2ee thii2, riight? |

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[ The audio feed clicks on. Dave is palpably exhausted - in every word, you can hear just how tired he is. Still, he's doing his best to keep his cool, as you can tell from the first word. ]

( Cut for length; not ICly there. )

( anonymously posted to the network Wednesday evening; cut for trolltext )

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