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im sorry that ill never brawl my bologna to straight scat unc
I still think about him sometimes. I wish I could remember more than I do, but I know he meant a lot to me. I hope he's at peace somewhere.
You probably don't remember half the things we used to do together anymore. I still do. If leaving flowers by your door and playing old melodies is the closest I can get to saying hello, then that'll have to be enough.
We've been friends for so long that hanging out with him just feels normal. Exploring caves, getting lost, arguing over builds... it's kind of become our thing.
She's probably the only person who understands me without me having to say much. I don't think I'd trade our worlds - or our friendship - for anything.
Atthanai acts like he's allergic to fun, but I think he secretly enjoys hanging around me. (He'll deny that. Don't listen to him.)
He's smart, way more observant than he lets on, and usually right which is lwk kind of annoying. I'd trust him with my life, though. DON'T tell him I admitted that😂😂✌
Rei has an unfortunate habit of sprinting toward problems most people would avoid. He makes impulsive decisions, asks questions later, and somehow expects everything to work out regardless. It's frustrating.
...That said, I trust him more than I trust most people. He's genuine in ways that are difficult to fake, even if he doesn't always realize it himself. Someone has to make sure he comes home in one piece.
Seth's treatment of the second-place subject was... unnecessarily barbaric. Amputation along showmanship is highly inefficient, though I managed to stabilize the boy's hemorrhaging and bandage the abdominal trauma. Evan is remarkably quiet during his recovery, which I appreciate. He views me as a monster because of my condition and what happened to his friends, but he follows my post-op medical directives without incident.
While Starshine was treating my surgery like a festive holiday event, Lucian was the only one actually making sure I didn't die of sepsis. He kept the room sterile, forced the kidnapped doctor to use proper anesthesia, and handled my recovery with cold, quiet precision. I am a prisoner to a cannibal scientist, but his clinical sanity is the only anchor I have left in this madhouse.
I am just the most thoughtful host ever, honestly. I felt a tiny bit bad about the finale, so I went out and found the perfect new arm for him!(and not just because Lucian told me to.,,) And because I care about quality, I even... picked up a lovely local doctor to attach it. Evan looked a little panicked during the whole medical kidnapping phase, but look at him now! Upgraded! He's practically a...... sci-fi hero. He should really be thanking me.
He dragged a screaming doctor into the house at gunpoint(technically) just to force them to bolt a prosthetic arm onto my upper arm. It was horrific, agonizing, and completely insane. But when it was over... Starshine was right there, smiling, tracing the metal fingers, telling me how good it looked. I am disgusted by him. I am terrified of him. But my brain is so broken that a part of me feels like I owe him my life for 'fixing' what he broke.
Her biological composition is... an anomaly. The exact antidote to the catastrophic failure of my past research. Having her blood extracted is the only thing keeping my condition stable and stopping the body count from rising. She.. understandably despises me for what I've become and what Seth has done to secure her, but her compliance is a necessity. I treat her with as much clinical professionalism as this situation allows.
I hate him, and I will never forgive what his "condition" cost my friends. But unlike Starshine, Lucian actually understands the gravity of the horror they've caused. He’s a scientist trapped in a nightmare of his own making. I let him take my blood because it’s the only way to stop the killing. I don't trust him for a second, but if my blood means no one else has to die in their games, I'll endure the needle.
She is just the most delightful addition to the household! I know she holds a bit of a grudge about her little friends from the game show, but she needs to look at the bigger picture. She's the missing piece to Lucian's little puzzle! I'm just doing my part to keep everyone together. I do wish she'd stop glaring at me while we're extraction-planning, though.,., it’s terrible for the hospitality aesthetic.
A literal, unhinged monster. He turned people's lives into a sick broadcasted(if it even was) joke, and he murdered Evan, Stephen, Charlene, and everyone I cared about just to feed his partner's sick condition. I loathe him with every fiber of my being. Being trapped under his roof is a living nightmare, and if I ever get the chance, I will personally ensure his little show gets permanently canceled.
My favorite grumpy partner-in-crime! Our pasts are messy,, but when we collaborate, he builds the fire out of the sparks I throw around. 10/10 teamwork, even if he threatens me with that pocket knife every 5-7 minutes.
I have spent hours, DAYS EVEN, trying to dissect the sheer, unadulterated absurdity of cooperating with this man.,.. Our pasts are fractured, yes, and I suppose that creates a baseline of mutual understanding, but understanding does NOT equal tolerance. When we are actively executing a plan, his complete disregard for linear logic is *maddening*. I will map out a precise, step-by-step itinerary, and he will look at it, SMILE that entirely too-wide grin of his, and completely improvise a distraction that makes ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE on paper, yet somehow covers my blind spots exactly when I need it to. It's infuriating. It defies every logical metric I use to navigate reality. He is loud, he lacks any concept of personal space, and his coping mechanism for our shared history appears to be turning his entire existence into an unhinged performance. But... I cannot deny his efficiency. When the rest of the world fades out and we are focused on a goal, our pieces lock together in a way that makes everyone else look fundamentally incompetent. I still want to hit him, though.