who ; the residents of Tronhaus what ; TRIPPIN' BALLS also trip-sitting, depending on who you are where ; Tronhaus when ; Saturday the 14th warning(s) ; ... computer programs tripping for the very first time? ( after the jump~ )
[Gibson is... unaffected by whatever's going on, actually--he knew being suspicious of User food was going to come in handy someday--but after his adventure babysitting Hawke? Yeah, he needs a little time to recuperate.
He's currently sprawled on one of the couches in the living room, sunglasses on and head tipped back against the back of the couch to stare up at the ceiling. You'd be forgiven for thinking he's tripping himself, to be honest.]
[Welcome back, it's crazy here, too. Anon, after making the rounds through the entire house at the slowest and most deliberate pace he could (practically maddening for him, when he's so used to running), drops onto an empty spot on the same couch. He settles before he looks over to Gibson, staticking low.
[Anon moves just enough to pull up the timer he set on his wearable. Yes, he set a countdown clock, just for this. After observing the answer, he closes the wearable's screen and lays his head against the back of the back of the couch with a tired sigh.]
He's currently sprawled on one of the couches in the living room, sunglasses on and head tipped back against the back of the couch to stare up at the ceiling. You'd be forgiven for thinking he's tripping himself, to be honest.]
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Just shut up.
You aren't real, so you can just go away.
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Okay, now that's a little strong. Pretty sure I'm real.
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I'm not talking to you.
[She points behind Gibson.]
I'm talking to him.
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[Sliiiiiiding those sunglasses right back up now. It is still too bright in the User world, okay.]
... so, just out of curiosity, who's behind me?
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[Gem rolls her eyes, sighing.]
Castor.
And yes I know he really isn't here. But it doesn't keep him from talking my ear off.
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[--and at Gem's news about her hallucination, Gibson just winces.]
Ouch. You can't just tell him to go bug someone else? I mean, if you know he isn't really there...
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[She frowns.]
No, because as he just stated, why would I ever want him to leave me?
[Yep, Gem knows her sarcasm.]
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[Well, time for creative problem-solving!]
Tried to find his mute button yet? It's not technically leaving you...
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[Really. Come on. She's not giggling or sucking water off her fingers like some Programs she knows.]
That would mean I have some control over him. Which I don't.
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[And Gibson's completely unaffected by all of this. Forgive him for being a little smug.]
Ask nicely? [Okay, now he's definitely stopped trying to be helpful.]
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[She's trying not to get frustrated with you, Gibson. But you make it hard.]
If you were Castor, would you listen to that advice?
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Hi, are you having as much fun as I am?]
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Has it been 24 hours yet?
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Negative.
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[Gibson just closes his eyes and turns his head back to center, taking a deep breath.]
Next time, I swear I'm drinking the water.
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