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[admemoriam]

[The video comes on, just a bit crooked, to show a scrawny teenager sitting in tall grass. He gives the camera a business-like nod, and then holds up a piece of paper, covered in blocky, red writing, to the lens.]

This is my bucket list.

[Self-explanatory, from the title.]

Who can help me with any of it? [He tilts it back to scan the list again.] Like, I'm pretty sure fireworks will be pretty easy, but I don't really know where to find a red panda. [A little nose wrinkle.] ... Or a volcano.

[That's it. That's the broadcast. He gives the camera a boyish smile and a thumbs up.]

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[dirtyredneck]

[At first, Daryl had been of the same mind as those asking 'aren't you a little young for a bucket list'. It was a gut reaction because kids should get to live long enough not to be kids no more. But then he got to thinking about Beth and Zach and Sofia and all the other kids whose lives were cut short in his world and even though he didn't actually know the guy, yet, he could at least pull off one of those for him.]

Buying a bike today. Not one of them hoverbikes, a real one. I can let you help me break it in.

[admemoriam]

Oh, man! [Noah always looks young, but the sheer delight in his wide eyes when he hears that just seem to make him look even more like a child.] Are you serious? I can try it?

Permatext!

[dirtyredneck]

You don't get to drive it. Just ride on the back while I make sure it's in working order.

whoops missed that!

[admemoriam]

[He squints down at the text, and then his nose wrinkles a little.]

Where's the fun in sharing?

[dirtyredneck]

You ain't never rode one before and you expect me to let you drive? I just bought her and I ain't crazy. You ride bitch or you don't ride at all.