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Irredeemable.
Broken...
Good memories and all that, right?
the death of everyone you ever loved
you wake up to more nightmares
Kyra Ikari Nightingale. Signer, Assassin, Sister and Duelist.
Kyra Ikari Nightingale. Signer, Assassin, Sister and Duelist.
Promising that every word is true.
But I'm confused by the signature,
So remind me, who are you?
gonna get more sleep but ill try to draw ralph in this pose later trust
gonna get more sleep but ill try to draw ralph in this pose later trust
[ ah , well , it wasn’t only ralph’s position that had been rearranged . ]
just doing my job , really ..! what kind of manager would i be if i let you go in without any sort of guidance ?
Again... you've been instrumental to me.
[ ah , well , it wasn’t only ralph’s position that had been rearranged . ]
just doing my job , really ..! what kind of manager would i be if i let you go in without any sort of guidance ?
but , he quickly comes back to reality , or as close to reality as they can get these days . ]
oh – right , i uh .. never said my name in the recordings i left you , huh ? that’s my bad .. i’m ralph .
*Mike's run away with thoughts. He sighs...*
Nevermind. Would you... want to exchange names? I'm Mike. You really helped me out, settling in...
but , he quickly comes back to reality , or as close to reality as they can get these days . ]
oh – right , i uh .. never said my name in the recordings i left you , huh ? that’s my bad .. i’m ralph .
imagine you’re being haunted with like the whole shebang . things falling over , sudden loud thuds , doors suddenly swinging open and closed
but it’s just This Guy and all of that is because he’s just kind of clumsy
imagine you’re being haunted with like the whole shebang . things falling over , sudden loud thuds , doors suddenly swinging open and closed
but it’s just This Guy and all of that is because he’s just kind of clumsy
i can’t wait to do some “ my old buddy dave “ bullshit on here eheh
i can’t wait to do some “ my old buddy dave “ bullshit on here eheh
one million years torture mind prison for ralph
one million years torture mind prison for ralph
[ he feels like there was meant to be more to that conversation . maybe he zoned out and missed something ?
as a shaky sigh escapes his lips , he fidgets with his glasses – taking them off to wipe the lenses with the bottom of his shirt before
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[ he feels like there was meant to be more to that conversation . maybe he zoned out and missed something ?
as a shaky sigh escapes his lips , he fidgets with his glasses – taking them off to wipe the lenses with the bottom of his shirt before
—
aw hell nah they put my phone in a time loop
aw hell nah they put my phone in a time loop
[ another forced laugh . he’s really trying his best to keep the mood light . to keep himself sane .
he knows the latter could never be possible , though . ]
oh , uh ! yeah ! i’m over in –
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*As is it is with most things, Mike's a little frustrated. Ralph seemed so peachy in his own way, even though he was absolutely drenched in the corporatocracy of it all.*
...Forgive me. I'm okay... as much as I can be. Do you have somewhere to stay?
*An oddly sympathetic question.*
[ another forced laugh . he’s really trying his best to keep the mood light . to keep himself sane .
he knows the latter could never be possible , though . ]
oh , uh ! yeah ! i’m over in –
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[ he laughs again . it’s clearly strained . ]
are , uh … ( * you ) alright ?
[ a zombie and a …. well , he’s honestly unsure of what his own deal is . he knows he’s supposed to have died . he felt everything . maybe he’s an extra corporeal ghost ? ]
*A genuine weight, and recognition, washing over him. This was a different kind of connection, here... right? Mike didn't really know how to interface with somebody who'd... saved him, in that way.*
Are you... alright?
*Alright, having a zombie hovering over him, withstanding.*
[ he laughs again . it’s clearly strained . ]
are , uh … ( * you ) alright ?
[ a zombie and a …. well , he’s honestly unsure of what his own deal is . he knows he’s supposed to have died . he felt everything . maybe he’s an extra corporeal ghost ? ]
guess we never really got to meet face to face , huh ? sorry about that ..
[ he awkwardly scratches at his cheek . 💧
he knows they didn’t get to meet for a reason , after all . ]
*His head turns up and to the side, like he thought he was dissuading a sound in his head, trying to flush something out.*
...No way... *And then suddenly, he doesn't seem so abnormal.*
You're... the one who worked. The week before...
why am i seeing double … ish ?
guess we never really got to meet face to face , huh ? sorry about that ..
[ he awkwardly scratches at his cheek . 💧
he knows they didn’t get to meet for a reason , after all . ]
why am i seeing double … ish ?
why am i seeing double … ish ?