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Apr. 10th, 2012 08:15 pm
othersdie: are you exiled in those bottomless nights? (Deskwork)
Police Filter // Unhackable // The Shakespeare Murders )
I don't know if the deities give us our lives back every so often to be kind or to be cruel.  Being dead isn't that bad, provided you aren't given reminders of what you can never truly have back.


[Filtered to Friends]

If possible, try not to travel around the City alone. 


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[ooc: If your character has talked to Justin more than once or twice in a friendly sort of way, they're probably considered a friend (or close enough to one).  Please correct me if I've mucked anything up/missed anything where the murders are concerned!]

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Jan. 4th, 2012 04:17 am
othersdie: are you exiled in those bottomless nights? (Demure)
Thank you for the warm reception.  However poorly I articulated it, I appreciated the offers of assistance.

I have a question, but I'm not sure if there's an answer.  Regardless: what's the purpose of the graveyard?  The carousel, the ticking, the deities--all of that makes sense (or as much sense as anything else), but why is there a place to bury people if no one stays dead here?  Is it just a prop?  It feels significant, although feelings can't be relied on.

This is a strange place--strange in its own way, stranger when I think about it.  I'd call it all a dream if I wasn't convinced that I'm awake.  Every time I think I'm close to making sense of something, it slips away.

That's not important.  Thank you, again, for being so welcoming.


[Filtered to Neil and Todd // Hackable]

I've read all of the guides (most of them appear to be outdated) and as much as I could find about filters.  It's unnecessary to use one, I suppose, since I can just talk to you, but some things are more comfortably put in writing.

First and most importantly, thank you.  I don't fully understand why you trust me enough to let me into your apartment when you know about what I've done and you realize that I'm not the same person you knew.  Whether I should blame kindness or poor judgment, thank you. 

Second--and I don't know if I should tell either of you this, but something wholly inexplicable tells me that I can trust you--I've been having odd experiences.  Do you know what it's like to try to remember a dream you've just woken up from?  It's like that, and sometimes I think I'm on the verge of something... and then it gets away.  Is this a normal phenomenon here?

Third, I'd like to repeat what I typed first.  I haven't done anything to earn trust, kindness, or friendship--not that I remember.  I hope that you're both usually more cautious.

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