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maskormenace2020-01-05 02:00 pm
germhating_hypochondriac) wrote in maskormenace2020-01-05 02:00 pm
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[Eddie paces as he talks. There's a cast on his arm with the word loser written in black, with a red V written over the s to spell lover.]
Hello? Can you hear me? We're all kidnapping victims here; you guys know that right?
This nanite stuff sucks. There are tiny germ sized robots crawling around inside us! Something's gotta be powering them. They could be hanging out in our stomachs eating our food. Or they could be eating us and making tiny little holes inside our bodies. They could all build up in one place and block off the blood flowing through our arteries and our veins. Or build up in our organs, our lungs and our brains! And, our bodies are mostly water. They could be rusting inside us.
[He stops pacing and starts scratching his face with his cast-free hand]
I think I'm allergic to them! Everything's itchy. I'm gonna break out into hives!
[He starts wheezing and rubs his chest.]
I could be allergic to the tattoo too. I'm just a kid. I shouldn't have one. I think it's starting to swell up. I could have an infection. Or a blood disease. I don't trust these government people to be clean.
[The wheezing continues and his voice becomes strained with each word. He takes his inhaler out of a fanny pack and uses it, only speaking again when he's breathing is back to normal.]
How are we supposed to deal with this shit?
Hello? Can you hear me? We're all kidnapping victims here; you guys know that right?
This nanite stuff sucks. There are tiny germ sized robots crawling around inside us! Something's gotta be powering them. They could be hanging out in our stomachs eating our food. Or they could be eating us and making tiny little holes inside our bodies. They could all build up in one place and block off the blood flowing through our arteries and our veins. Or build up in our organs, our lungs and our brains! And, our bodies are mostly water. They could be rusting inside us.
[He stops pacing and starts scratching his face with his cast-free hand]
I think I'm allergic to them! Everything's itchy. I'm gonna break out into hives!
[He starts wheezing and rubs his chest.]
I could be allergic to the tattoo too. I'm just a kid. I shouldn't have one. I think it's starting to swell up. I could have an infection. Or a blood disease. I don't trust these government people to be clean.
[The wheezing continues and his voice becomes strained with each word. He takes his inhaler out of a fanny pack and uses it, only speaking again when he's breathing is back to normal.]
How are we supposed to deal with this shit?
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[ Hah. 'Just'
panic-induced?fake asthma. It still sounds real. ]Good. That's — good. Who are you here with?
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[He wouldn't go as far as his mom did and convince everyone they're sick to keep them controlled. He simply worries and warns people.]
My friend Richie's here too. We're not in the same house though.
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[ Worrying and warning people is a Good. And if Bucky ever finds out about his mom, he might have some words. For her. ]
Glad to hear it. Can't go wrong with friends.
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[He nods. The losers had always been there for him, in a better way than his mother had.]
Yeah. Friends always stick together, no matter what.
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In theory, yeah. That's right. Sometimes friends do horrible things. though. [ and should be left alone. ] I hope yours don't.
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My friends wouldn't do anything horrible. The're the best. Friends can argue sometimes or get split apart for a bit. Or other people can get in the way, like moms. Real friends always get over that stuff and go back to being friends though. [He's basing all that on one incident in one summer.]