{Seven} &diams I tightly lock the door / I try to catch my breath again

[burntorangesky]

Dear Edensphere.

Thank you so much for~~~~

for randomly terrifying me. That was wonderful, let's do it again quite soon.

And I do not appreci~~~~~~~~~

I really do not k~~~~~~

Kindly stop mocking my perfectly justified dislike of snakes. This is~~~~~~

I really hate this place.

No love,

Fred.

[added a few minutes later]By-the-by,

Comments

[ice_echani]

It appears to be some sort of droid.

[burntorangesky]

It is a machine of some sort, I know that much. Droid... what is a 'droid'?

[ice_echani]

A droid is a machine capable of independent operation. They often have some degree of sentience as part of their programming.

[burntorangesky]

That sounds [several pentaps]

I don't think that is entirely correct, but it seems close. Thank you.

[doctorears]

That was in my dream.

[burntorangesky]

Really?

Interesting. What did they do to you?

[doctorears]

They didn't do anything to me. They had this girl-they were going to kill her. She meant so much to me. I was going to kill them to get her back.

[burntorangesky]

I see.

I don't suppose that the girl was me?

[sassyandpink]

What's going on with your handwriting? Are you okay?

[burntorangesky]

I just received what must have been a memory crystal. It was a [pentaps] somewhat disturbing memory, to say the least.

I am now stuck wi~~~~ with snakes in my hair. They keep on hissing in my ears, something I find quite alarming.

I don't recognize your writing; my name is Fred.

[sassyandpink]

I'm sorry, that must be really annoying... I hope that whatever you saw, you won't lose any sleep over it or anything.

Snakes? Wow, that's... uh. Gross. I really hope they go away soon.

Oh, sorry, I'm Pinky. Nice to "meet" you, Fred.

[burntorangesky]

[Pentaps] Yes.

So do I. They're not precisely 'gross', but I find them quite distracting.

Perhaps we can meet properly later. After the snakes go away.

[yourealrightnow]

[He starts and stops writing several times before actually swallowing his anger enough to ask. Before that start is the rather sizable pool of ink where he held his pen.]

What happened?

[burntorangesky]

[There are several random ink lines here. Not covering any words, she was just running her pen along the page, thinking.]

I found a memory crystal on my pillow, and I touched it before I realized what it was.

[yourealrightnow]

A memory crystal? [Roswell finds himself stupidly jealous, for a moment.]

Just tell me if you're okay.

[burntorangesky]

It must have been.

[A very long pause]

no I'm not

[spandexisyouth]

Fred? You are not well? I do not recognize it.

[burntorangesky]

I [a pause] I will be all right, thank you.

Recognize what?

[spandexisyouth]

I am glad.

The drawing. I do not know what that is.

[burntorangesky]

That's all right, other people have given me a good idea of what it may be. Thank you anyway, Youth.