un: nishizono

[nishizono]

the other guy covered this already but i figure, what can it hurt to ask again? where can i can drugs here. anxiety meds, specifically. no, i don't have anxiety, but i can exhibit similar symptoms from time to time. this is life-threatening, i assure you.

second, because i don't think i can get away with just putting up a "don't fuck with me" attitude when touchy-feelies might actually save lives: i'm a touch-based telepath. yes, it's exactly what it sounds like. no, i can't just shut it off. yes, i won't touch you without permission. no, don't touch me unless i touch you first.

jesus motherfucker this is more words than i've written in years. hi, i'm tetora. i like pizza.

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[lilithsoul]

Existence is both simple, and complicated. Simply being takes little time or effort, but the interaction of different forces always makes things complex. It is why I prefer to remain alone.

Simpler.

[nishizono]

being alone is simple, but do you really think people can be that simple?
we're not made for simplicity, or we would be less... what we're like.

i don't know, man. i just want my pizza.

[lilithsoul]

I have no difficulties, but it appears that many others are unable to function without that sort of complexity. People are strange.

I believe something like that can be done, though I do not know if we have much cheese.

[nishizono]

[ he doesn't know when he let his eyes shut out the world around him, but he knows when he realizes that he's being held like something precious. something to be protected instead of used, bartered, butchered. the strangest thing of all is this: he doesn't struggle his way out of it.

knowing that hotdog's mind has no intentions of harm is part of the reason why, certainly. tetora knows the colors of familial protectiveness, even if he's never witnessed it firsthand before now. he's never had a birthday party (clones don't have birthdays), never had a proper education (why teach a weapon to be human?), and he's definitely never had a positive figure in his life that didn't come along as dead or dying. kitou would have been, if he lived. inuhiko might've been, if machi didn't throw a wrench into their relationship before things to get far enough for trust to find its roots in the both of them. all of this is strange. being held like this is strange.

tetora can't get enough of it, especially now that the only points of contact are through their cloth-covered bodies.

he can ignore the dampness clumping up strands of his hair, and wetting his cheek. no one's ever cried for him. no one's ever held him like this before.

if you could see me now, miwa, he thinks. the thought tastes bittersweet, like fruit left overripe. i found someone who cares. ]

We have to go, [ he taps out eventually. The taste of copper is starting to flood the back of his throat; he knows it's not just the sand that's causing it this time. ]

[nishizono]

there's a song about that. ever heard of the doors?

and look, i'll give you my left arm for a proper pizza slice. cheese can be minimal as long as it's good cheese.

[lilithsoul]

[Doors, doors, doors... no, the only doors she knew were the ones you opened.]

No. If it is before the second impact, it was likely lost forever. Please do not give me your arm. I have no use for it, and you will need to speak to the locals about getting milk to make cheese.

eddie why are you like this

[nishizono]

it's not a vitamin, hooh my god
what kinda world did you come from? the stepford wives era?

wait what year was it for you before you got here? i'm getting the hang of this place a little.

[ drugs are gr8 eddie why are you not on them ???????? ]

his mom mostly.

[clussy]

i'm from 1958.

(Well he was on a lot of them but most of them turned out to be fakey-fakes. This kid could probably benefit from some real ones. Granted, responsibly, but that's asking for a miracle.)

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[nishizono]

oh, sweet motherfuck.

i'm from 2014. this is blowing me.

[ eddie's a walking time machine and tetora is gleeful about it. ]

hoverbikes aren't real yet, hope that's cool with you.

[clussy]

i dont think time can blow you 😄

my friend who lives in the room next to me- hes from 2017 i think

my other friends are all from the 80s for some reason.

(It's almost like directors had a nostalgia boner or something.)

it's all right with me. i pissed myself when someone showed me an ipod

that was really awesome.

[nishizono]

[ what a sad life rei lives. no rock music at all?! ]

okay, hold up. what's the second impact?
and also, did you guys even have music?

...it's a figure of speech.

[lilithsoul]

[Some J-pop had to survive. Ikari-kun had that terrible walkman he listened to all the time. But... yeah, a lot of the good stuff was probably lost forever.

While she was opening up to the idea of mentioning fighting angels, she wasn't quite up to filling in the reality of what happened in her world. Too much classified, too many secrets the angels might somehow overhear. So, back to the old stand-by cover-up story for the second impact.]

We had some, yes. It was a meteorite impact in antarctica. Global devastation followed. I assume your history has nothing about it.

[Nobody's ever seemed to... which was becoming more and more of a concern.]

[beyourzoomer]

i wonder how hard it would be to make pizza here.

[justbeingknife]

Suppose so. Now that ya mention it, there was a pizza place back home, right near Iwao Bridge. Never did get to try it before I left. Looked like one of them family restaurants, so I wasn't in a big hurry.

[ The one thing he did know about it was that it apparently had a functioning restroom. RIP Tokokichi. ]

Place near my work had some great cheese takoyaki, though.

[oorah]

[ frank lets the other cling as long as he wants to, though the way he holds him becomes slightly more lax as his own tears wind down. he has no family of his own left to care for, and he's always searching to fill that void in others even when he shouldn't. he can't help but think that maybe that's why he's here. his mission is done back home -- really done. he's done. so what did he have to lose? he may as well help the natives and everyone here; he's unconsciously made them his new mission rather than prioritizing getting back. ]

I know, [ he taps back, reluctant to pull away, though he finally disentangles himself and pushes out a heavy, silent sigh. this time, he starts down the path and pulls out his device, much more willing to talk than he was at the beginning at least. he's still a little shaken, but feeling lighter somehow. like the pressure in his skull has finally been allieviated after that dickbag tried to take everything from him. joke's on kilgrave, frank castle has nothing left to take. ] you weren't kidding about needing those drugs

[ his eyebrows shoot up. it wasn't that he doubted tetora before, but now he's going to scour every inch of that hospital until they come up with what he needs. ]

[nishizono]

time can definitely blow me, excuse you.

this time disparity must mean something though. i do't know what, but maybe there's a pattern to when we're being taken right?

[ hahah no but old detective habits don't die quite as easily. ]

oh man ipods

ipods are fucking great i wish i had one with me, with proper noise-cancelling earphones

[nishizono]

first we gotta find flour and cheese.

and then... find meat somehow.

meat makes you fart though.

[nishizono]

[ considering global warming is a thing... ]

not too surprised about that. i figure it's something that'll happen at some point.

i'm just hoping i die before that shit happens, though.

[nishizono]

i miss takoyaki. i miss actual ramen. i miss soda and chocolate bars.

[ this conversation is making him really hungry, what the heck. ]

i miss the livehouses i used to sneak into and start shit with.

[lilithsoul]

There has always been a risk of it, yes. Survival has not been too difficult. Humanity is resilient.

[beyourzoomer]

i can do without meat personally.

we definitely need tomatoes though.

one of those things just doesn't belong

[justbeingknife]

One of those things ain't like the others.

What I still can't get used to is bein' able to walk from Point A to Point B, and no one tries to start shit. The hell do people fight with around here, texts and passive-aggression?

[comesaround]

I hadn't considered that before but I can see where you're coming from with that.

Of all things I'm not quite sure why my teacher's form took one with tentacles over anything else but it did make things interesting. If he was just a plain old teacher, it'd be boring, don't you think?

[clussy]

what have you gotten head from time before????

(Eddie, stop.)

probably. back where i came from- the station? people came once a month, but people vanished randomly



i hope i can get an ipod one day.
are noise cancelling earphones really necessary in a place that's quiet already???

un: touched

[waystation]

You're a psychic?

Sorry, I don't know where you can get that kind of medication aside from lucking out in the hospital, or an abandoned house. I can keep an eye out, though.