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Mar 17, 2009 01:24

[ Simmons was, by habit, an early riser, but no amount of habit could turn him into a morning person, not without a nigh-unhealthy amount of coffee. He grumbled into his pillow as he slowly drifted into consciousness and simultaneously tried to figure out exactly why something felt so... off. Simmons pushed his face farther into the pillow as he ( Read more... )

jill (jillsandwiches), relm (rainbowbrush), npcs, narrative, family

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jillsandwiches March 17 2009, 20:37:44 UTC

[[6 years of sleeping with Albert Wesker looming in the shadows, to say nothing of the nightmares already present, had made Jill a light sleeper. She had taken to locking the "husband" outside; he seemed to sleep on the couch without any audible complaint. Had he finally decided to force his way in? Jill was up in a fraction of a second, groping for her absent gun.]]

...Who the hell are you?

sycophanticdick March 18 2009, 01:08:15 UTC

[ Simmons scrambled backwards. She didn't know how he got there either? Oh, well, this was just great, wasn't it? ]

This. This isn't happening. This can't be happening. It's impossible. I must be dreaming or hallucinating or, or something. Maybe the fumes from Grif's room finally got to me. 5 years of exposure to that can't be healthy for anyone. So I guess maybe I'm dying. Is this what I hallucinate in my final moments? I'm sure Freud would have something to say about this.

jillsandwiches March 18 2009, 02:08:13 UTC

Damn it. It's just like Relm... Guess I won't be seeing the other guy again any time soon. Good riddance... I think.

Sorry, but, well, this is Mayfield, and I think you're my husband.

sycophanticdick March 18 2009, 02:21:48 UTC

What?

What?

WHAT?

Can we back up a little here? Like, back to the beginning? Can we start with something that makes sense? I think that would be a good plan.

jillsandwiches March 18 2009, 02:27:40 UTC

Trust me, nothing about this place makes sense.

You're in a town- a suburb somewhere in America in the 1950's -called Mayfield. We've all been dragged here and forced into these weird nuclear family units. I'm Jill Valentine. Who are you?

sycophanticdick March 18 2009, 02:37:25 UTC

...I'm Private Dick Simmons. You're not fucking around with this, are you?

jillsandwiches March 18 2009, 03:06:01 UTC

Private Dick? Sheesh. Not even a little. Trust me, I wish I was.

You should probably talk to the kids. Kyon, our "son", and Relm, our "daughter". We're stuck together until we find a way out of here, so we might as well get along.

sycophanticdick March 18 2009, 03:15:12 UTC

...Kids. There are kids. Great.

jillsandwiches March 18 2009, 03:19:29 UTC

They're both good kids. Don't do anything to hurt them.

...Look, I know this is horrible. I've only been here a few weeks myself, so I'm hardly an expert, but I can say this much: this place is dangerous. These people control reality. Try to keep your head down, and let's work together to get out of here.

[1/2] sycophanticdick March 18 2009, 03:42:35 UTC

Dangerous. Great. Isn't it always dangerous? Nobody ever gets kidnapped and told it's completely safe, oh, no.

[ Simmons rubbed his face in a combination of frustration and warding off the sleepiness that was encroaching again now that the panic had worn off. And then he paused as he realized that both hands were 100% flesh. "Control reality," huh? ]

[2/2] sycophanticdick March 18 2009, 03:42:50 UTC

Ye-yeah. Let's work together.

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