[Voice]

[skater_lynx]

it all makes perfect sense. The smiling faces. They- We're all alone. It's so lonely here. It's so dark. [He laughs.] I want to open the world and see if it's red...red like me. I'm red...on the inside. Red. REd. RED. Red...red..red...So dark. It looks black. I'm so alone.

[He starts singing to himself in a low dull whisper.]

Comments

[voice]

[reticents]

[in an even tone, somewhat strained if Haru is coherent enough to notice it.]

Not red. Dark.

[voice]

[skater_lynx]

[That actually makes him look around.]

Dark and red. Red red blood. Darkness.

[voice]

[reticents]

[over here, from your communicator/journal/thingy! the greetings of a fellow infected goes as such.]

Everyone is red on the inside.

[voice]

[skater_lynx]

Everyone is worthless on the inside too.

[voice]

[reticents]

Red and worthless.

...It is dark.

[voice]

[skater_lynx]

[ooc: He's actually in the caves...]

That's why they threw me away.

[voice]

[reticents]

((ooc: ..what's he doing in the caves? :|a))

Then they're wrong.

[voice]

[skater_lynx]

[ooc: He's hiding there because he's upset and embarrassed. Haru usually snaps the other way and gets angry.]

It's all the same on the inside. It doesn't matter anymore.

[voice]

[reticents]

((ooc: poor thing..))

Shouldn't matter.

[voice]

[skater_lynx]

(ooc: Just a warner, Haru is kind of like a partially rotten onion. Plenty of layers but still bad.]

I hate myself. So many things I've done..

[voice]

[reticents]

((ooc: rotten onion buddies o/))

Everyone hates what they've done.

[voice]

[skater_lynx]

They do? But they..liked it.