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[othersdie]

[Justin, unaffected by the cold induced by sitting near the fountain that the City had seen fit to drop him into during winter, finally tires of waiting for what he’s convinced what must be a trick of the mind to dissipate and resolve itself into the nothingness of death. For a lack of any other distractions, he fumbles with the device he had found in his pocket earlier.

He doesn’t fully understand why he would bother hallucinating what resembles a camcorder. The brain is truly a strange and unfathomable thing.]

Am I dead yet?

[It’s a ridiculous question. He still exists enough to imagine things; the answer is clearly no.]

If not--if not, I hope this doesn't last long.

Comments

[whitetwoguns]

Easy, fella. The fact you can ask would be a good way to tell you're doin' okay.

[ooc; IF I HAD A SUBJECT LINE IT WOULD READ 'VEDAAAAA ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥]

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

Your definition of "doing okay" and mine must be different.

[whitetwoguns]

Could be.

I was sure I was a goner before I popped up here too.

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

What happened to you?

[whitetwoguns]

Some street violence. Weird shit.

How about you?

[No bullet holes. Nice.]

[othersdie.livejournal.com]

["Weird shit" sounds like a bizarre way to describe anything that could come before falling into the City.] Your life must have been interesting.

Nothing dramatic.