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[yeahscience]

Hey, anybody know what the fuck is up with the art room? I've been trying to get in for like, days, but it's always locked. Meanwhile I'm bored as shit and out of pencils.

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[creatingalegacy]

Someone saved me from myself.

It's hard to explain, so I hope you've got some time to kill.

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[yeahscience]

No, it's-- I get it, maybe. Someone did that for me, too.

Only I still broke bad again before I even hit ninety days. So how'd you manage three years?

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[creatingalegacy]

Just listen. You'll get it soon enough.

Hoffman injected me with heroin, here, months ago. I refused all medications and got through that by force of will. A week or two of pain, vomiting and sleeplessness later, and I was clean again. I had the strength to do that because of what happened to me three years ago, okay? This is what I mean about it getting complicated.

Three years ago...a man known as the Jigsaw Killer put my head in a device that would have torn my face wide open in one minute if I didn't unlock and remove it. The key was in the stomach of my drug dealer. I had to kill him and gut him for it.

One minute. It all lasted just one minute and I never had the urge to touch heroin again. Even the withdrawal symptoms couldn't make me want it; I was completely unable to desire it again. He cured me of my addiction. The shit I went through months ago proves it.

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[yeahscience]

[Well, now Jesse just looks sick to death. Especially because he's his own drug dealer.]

I guess... uh. Guess that doesn't help me, much.

[future_games]

...Well, that causes some problems for me.

I don't know who's in charge of it anymore, but you may want to track them down.

[yeahscience]

I thought it was that Sherlock Holmes-like dude, right? [Jesse never quite managed to wrap his head around the fact that that dude was, in fact, Sherlock Holmes.]

...Oh, shit. What happens if he's gone?

[future_games]

He was the last person I remember being in charge of it, but I don't think I've seen him around in awhile.

...I'm not sure. I assume the Admiral has another key. Granted, it is the Admiral.

[yeahscience]

Yeah, good luck getting Admiral Asswad to give up anything. Not to an inmate, anyways. You're not a warden, are you?

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[19centconstable]

Yes, I am. Is everything alright?

[Private]

[yeahscience]

Uh, not really, no. Have you noticed your guy being a raging alcoholic in public, lately? I'm pretty sure the dude's got a real problem.

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[19centconstable]

I had, unfortunately.

I've collected him and put him down for the evening. We have spoken about drinking before, but it looks as though it's a subject to revist. Although this incident may turn out to have been good for him once he comes to his senses tomorrow and recalls his words and actions.

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[yeahscience]

Yeah, I'd say "revisiting" might be a good plan. Or, like, rehab.

Good luck with that, yo.

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[aka_heisenberg]

I thought I smelt Skyler's cooking this morning. I'm not sure if that was the ship or wishful thinking.

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[yeahscience]

[The look on Jesse's face is all sympathy. Sad old cancer-victim mentor is sad.]

Sorry, Mr. White.

At least we ain't walking corpses no more?

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[aka_heisenberg]

We were what? [He looks a bit confused.]

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[yeahscience]

Like in the port. Zombies, or whatever we were. That, uh. Happens, sometimes.

[terminatefate]

I'll see if the Admiral will get me the good shit. Chinese sounds pretty good to me.

[yeahscience]

Who needs the good shit? I'll take Panda Express.

You don't know who's got the key to the art room, do you?

...omg, Panda Express. That used to be lunch so often.

[terminatefate]

Will, see what I can do. Art room? Nope. If no one has it, I'll ask for it.

I miss Chinese food, tbh :(

[yeahscience]

Sweet. 'Cause I've been playing Cat's Zelda for like, three days, now.