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You want Marvin? What would you do to him?
I've made it pretty clear already.
I'm going to eat him. I'm going to drink his blood and eat him, probably while he's still alive and screaming. But the end result is the same if i find him on my hunt or someone else gets him.
I will eat his flesh and play with the little Bird's bones.
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oh hey!! You’re back how are you :3
Pissed off that I have to deal with this shit again. Other than that I’m just fuckin’ peachy.
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what is a plane. google what is a plane.
oh, this is the wrong place.
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( @showfallmediaarchives Ethan)
Uh, hi! I was told that Sneeg was on here? I don't know if he'd remember me - I was another one of the people in that saw-ripoff? I think they called me "the unemployed?" (Assholes.). Either way, even if you don't remember me, I'm glad you made it out dude, even if a lot of us didn't.
Uhh, oh shit Ethen! Of course I remember you dude, it was pretty memorable how you... uh anyway.
I'm still in the mall man, I failed to reach the exit and got fucking murdered by security. Got brought back to act in a fucking kids show as a necromancer.
Definitely didn't make it out of shit, no idea where Nikki, Vinni, or Austin are right now.
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DEVON. PLEASE STOP TELLING PEOPLE I HAD A BONER. IM SORRY I WAS ANNOYING DURING FILMING BUT PLEASE WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS. -M
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I feel as though there is a miscommunication. You were very annoying, but it wasnt by choice. what i said in reference to you, was just that you made a mistake. I have been told the language I used is no longer the common term for it, and for that I apologize.
it doesn't make it less true that you caused a blunder, or that i havent a clue as to what you were personally up to at the time of the mistakes you made. but i wasnt saying the things i did because you were annoying or i was angry with you.
relax, your a bungler and a wooperup when it came to the musical number, but you werent any more annoying then anyone else generally is.
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I don't think I can overstate just, how difficult it is to properly block shots when the Hero of the production is taller then normal and surprisingly fast. He was a child, children shouldn't be that tall.
He had to be instructed to run slower just to avoid actively running over Steadicam. Or running out of frame entirely and leaving behind his companion who was the right size and slower.
It would have been rude on all fronts if that happened.
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Hope that was enough of a fucking update for you guys. This movie isn't what I expected at all.
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Hey, so, what the fuck? -M
I don't know what types of things you like, so I figured I'd start with giving my Tweetie Bird some actual wings! Figured gifts were appropriate now, after the dinner.
Obviously, you can't fly with them, but neither could I. So it's more. symbolic. To your name. Then anything.
I debated giving you an actual piece of myself, for the symbolism of relationships involving sharing parts of yourself with your lover, but you know. I thought you wouldn't want to actually have half my severed arm as a gift.
Do you not like them? I did my best to remove most of the blood and stuff.
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are you drunk yet, devon?
YES I AM! WHAT ABOUT IT!
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[Transmission Received ]
[ The video clicks on to a long shot of a hallway, before it zooms in close to focus on the recognized form of Jasprix leaning against the wall beside a door. The windows that remain from the original storefront are completely blacked out, with other entrances to rooms farther away looking abandoned and currently disused, but otherwise the area could be considered clean. ] 
[ The area is relatively normal looking for the mall, though much quieter than it would normally would be, with Jasprix himself looking nervous and as though he is also stopping himself from making any noise, the only part of him moving is his tail swinging side to side with obvious nerves at being there. ]
[ This scene remains unchanged for a long time, at least half an hour goes by before there is any significant change. It comes in the form of a muffled banging from within the room. Jasprix twitches, glancing back towards the door, head cocked in confusion as he turns to face the door and step back a bit from it. ]
J: “I um, maybe I’m too early. Can’t really... leave now though, they’d probably get pissed and say I was late…”
[ Jasprix is cut off as the door is suddenly slammed open, casting a sudden glare of harsh artificial light into the dim hallway, making Jasprix squint as he takes a few more alarmed steps back. A set of shadows cut across the light, any features unintelligible from the harsh lighting, before a figure dressed in horribly bloodstained clothes stumbles out and falls to the floor with such force it's almost as if they’ve been shoved. They skid a few inches before coming to a halt. The lump on the floor barely makes an effort to stand before accepting their fate and laying still. ]
[ Jasprix blinks, glancing at the open door hesitantly, before he moves over to the fallen lump. He leans over, tail swinging idly in curiosity, before he gasps and immediately drops to his knees, pulling the person up into his arms, seeming frantic, with a distressed whine escaping his throat unbidden. ]
J: “Marvin?! What did, what...”
[ Marvin says nothing in return, only looking up at Jasprix with cloudy eyes. The slashes across his face are immediately noticeable, but it’s far from the worst injury he’s gained. His neck is a thornbush of wires. They circle the skin and dart in and out of it, twist together and rake through like barbed wire fencing. The skin is angry and red, so violently opposed to being the tapestry on which this horrible electric collar has been woven. ]
[ As soon as Marvin recognizes Jasprix, a choked and raw sob rips from his throat. He uses whatever reserves of energy that remain to push himself closer to Jasprix in order to cling onto him like a lifeline. Desperation and fear and exhaustion, all plaguing his bruised and broken body. ]
J: “Oh shit, that's...don’t worry, never mind. It’s Ok, I got you. I do, I won’t let you go.”
[ Jasprix holds on tightly, though he’s being careful not to press too hard and hurt Marvin more, unsure if there are injuries under his clothes where he touches him. A wise decision considering the horrible gash spanning from his hips to the bottom of his ribcage. He just holds him, rocking slightly where they are on the floor, seeming not to care they are doing this in the middle of the previously quiet hallway. The man just whines, lacking the strength for anything greater. Every noise, every action is painful for him. ]
J: “I’m sorry, I... know it must hurt, I’m just. You’re here, just stay with me, I can... I have stuff in my room, that I don’t need, but I took it anyway. I can... I can help you, we just gotta leave. After my uh... meeting, I guess. Shit, how do I- I can’t just leave you here?”
[ The camera refocuses against the harsh lighting, and after a moment, a distinct set of silhouettes is able to be made out past the doorway; a cluster of figures, and one standing slightly away from them, gesturing as if explaining something. ] 
[ Jasprix looks up, round pupils going into needle pinpricks when he notices the people standing in the doorway, mortification on his face turning immediately to fear when his eyes catch on one of the silhouettes in the doorway. He stops talking, his tail freezing in place where it's half curled around Marvin, and he’s frozen aside from the occasionally shaking of the two person huddle, unknown who the cause of the movement could be in this moment. ]
[ After a minute or so, the separated silhouette pauses in their movements, and their head perks up and turns to look directly out the doorway. Directly at the huddled two on the tile floor. ] 
[ There is a moment of pause, before the figure drops their arms and moves. The tapping of the shoe heels off the tile echo in the now-eerie silence, and as they approach they break up the light, casting a long shadow across the floor, and casting the two in darkness. ]
[ Marvin shifts to look at the figure. Horror draws across his face like a bowstring. He immediately begins trembling. ]
[ They stop, just in front and slightly to the side of them. They do not look down at Marvin at all, their masked gaze seems to be locked on Jasprix, head tilted slightly. ]
[ Voice recognition activated. Recognized as: Elizabeth of HR. ]
E: “You seem rather attached to this one, aren’t you?” 
[ Jasprix stares, mouth open but barely able to do much more than squeak and hold Marvin a little closer, before he twitches and nods once, needing to give an answer even if it’s lacking his usual tone and vocal pattern. ]
J: “Y-yes.”
[ Elizabeth does not move a muscle, seemingly locked in an unnatural stillness. With their mask, it is even difficult to see their jaw moving to speak. ]
E: “Interesting. Very, very, interesting. I would hope you have at least taken notice of my handiwork, I would be so dearly disappointed if that work went to waste.”
[ Jasprix keeps his head turned to them, but glances down at Marvin, at the twisting ring of wires in his neck and around it, and the large gash left in his skin from hip to ribs, among the rest of the injuries. He looks back up at them, the fear stronger in his eyes then before, and gives a tiny nod, unable to speak. ]
E: “I hope you have gathered why you are here, it should be at the very least painfully obvious, however you were never the most observant, so do correct me if I assumed wrong.”
[ He winces, curling in slightly on himself, licking his lips as he shifts nervously. When he speaks, it’s quick, and disjointed. ]
J: “You-you’re giving him to me? To-to- as a-a warning? I-if I- if I keep-keep fighting every m-meeting?”
[ They make a clicking sound with their tongue, and shake their head in mock pity. ]
E: “Tch tch tch. I do suppose my assumption was an incorrect one. You are wrong. Not all I do is about you, little salamander. You may think yourself special, but you are far from the only thing that demands my attention. Try again.” 
[ Jasprix whines slightly, ears drooping down as he shakes, glancing from them to Marvin as he tries to speak before he finally manages it, managing to look hopeful in between the fear and mild anger forming from the idea he’d come to. ]
J: “Wall Rat? Escaped, but-but they. They left him. I-I’m here, because of them?”
[ They tilt their head to the side, not dissimilar to a bird. ]
E: “They did leave him, yes, and what a great service they provided in doing so. And while yes, they are a part of this, they are not what concerns me now, nor does their particular situation at all pertain to you. I am uncertain of how observant you have been since this clumsy bird stumbled out the door, however, I would inform you if you have neglected to notice that you are not the only one who was called.”
[ Jasprix stares, then slowly takes his eyes off Elizabeth to look around again, nervously turning his head away from them to see what they are talking about. Back in the bright room, presumably a part of the HR department, the crowd of stark silhouettes remains, seemingly talking amongst themselves in lue of the person who was presumably leading the meeting. ]
J: “...HR? This... was-wasn’t a-an actual meeting for me. I don’t... know w-why I-I’m actually here. S-sorry, sir.”
E: “You never were the smartest of your group, not quite. You have neglected to notice the thing you are holding so closely in your arms, or notice, remarkably, against what I could not help but notice you had assumed, is alive.”
[ Jasprix looks down at Marvin again, moving a hand from his shoulder to instead hold onto his arm with it, confused expression even as he concernedly watches his pained breathing and slow blinking. ]
J: “He-he is. I...he-he was called too? For-for what, why-why di-did. I w-was called, to meet, w-with him an-and you?”
E: “You are quite the odd one, and not very bright in any meaningful manner, it does seem.”
[ Elizabeth tips their head the other way, never removing their gaze from him. It is almost as if Marvin is nothing more than an uninteresting plant to them, with how little attention to him they pay. ]
E: “Ye of so little faith, assumed that he would die. Well, die permanently. Have you so little faith in me? Did you really think I would let an opportunity such as this pass me by?”
J: “I- I thought-thought he was want-wanted dead, before-before H-Hetch stopped caring, even-even though everything else. Was still-still a threat to him. What, um, what op-opportunity? I’m-I’m sorry, I don’t, see. What you mean.”
E: “You are so very chatty today, terribly unlike you. Even more so uncharacteristic when every word that falls out of your mouth seems to completely lack awareness or logic.”
[ They bring a hand from behind their back and put it on their chin, tipping their head. ]
E: “The specifics of which I speak, you are not privy to. It is above your station, and you should by this point know better than to question what is not yours to know.” 
[ Jasprix ducks his head, still looking at them respectfully from that position, and nods quickly instead of speaking. Looking chastised and afraid to say anything for the moment after they had brought attention to it. ]
E: “The reason that you are here, since it seems it must be spelled out clearly to you as if you were a child, is involving what will become of him now. He is no longer a threat to the company, I have made thoroughly sure that is the case, and so now something must be done with him. Since you do not seem to recognize them, the other individuals who have been spoken to are his superiors, informed of his new position. Do I need to clarify more, or has it finally sunk in in the hollow space between your ears?”
[ Jasprix frowns, glancing from the doorway to Elizabeth then back down to Marvin quickly before returning his attention to the person in front of him. Seeming to remember he had been called here, he clears his throat and speaks again. ]
J: “His...superiors. D-does that, is he, meant to work, under me?”
E: “In a sort of way, yes, as you seem to finally have caught on, and I no longer need to talk in circles until my words are finally understood as a language you speak. He will not return to his prior position, in my personal opinion it was a ludicrous idea to make him an actor to begin with, thus he will go to what he was initially selected for at this company, and has proven to be best suited for. That is where he is useful, and out of the way, and can cause minimal harm.”
[ Jasprix nods again, shifting slightly to better look at them from where he sits on the floor, wincing when his movement causes Marvin pain. The broken man can only sob at this information. Despite the pitiful sight below him, Jasprix keeps his eyes on Elizabeth for now. All he manages is a quiet squeak and only a single word as a response to show his understanding. ]
J: “Okay.”
[ Elizabeth takes a step closer, and leans down slightly, uncomfortably close to him. ]
E: “I feel it necessary to state, and state so clearly as it seems you do not understand what I have been saying in this conversation, the stipulations with which this deal comes.”
[ They reach a hand down and put it on his shoulder. Jasprix freezes completely, and stares at their face, not even blinking as he breathes slowly enough it looks like he isn’t at all. ]
E: “Due to the.. Foolishness, and recklessness, that accompanies the sort of attachment you have formed, you are the one I have to be concerned about most in regards to this man. I want you to listen to what I say very closely, as I will not repeat it.”
[ They tip their head, and even though the white plastic hides their eyes, it feels as if their gaze is boring into him. Jasprix just manages to nod stiffly, before he locks up again. ]
E: “You will not, not under a single circumstance, aid him in his endeavors of insubordination. I know the moment you are alone with him you will wish to free him, this will not happen. Not once, will it be allowed. There will be no mercy, in the event of transgression of this. You know full-well what occurs when you disobey orders. This is the most vital to not violate.”
[ Jasprix blinks, nodding immediately his understanding, fear clear on his face, obvious to anyone looking that he does know exactly what they mean, and has experienced enough to fear the punishment for disobeying. He shifts slightly subconsciously, still close to Marvin as much as he can be but his body giving some space to not touch the wires like they had been previously to his shoulder. He keeps his eyes on the mask, where the eyes would be, and just nods again more slowly. ]
[ They put a finger under his chin and tip his head up so he is forced to look at them directly. ]
E: “You have grown rather fond of your newly acquired freedom, that much is easy to parse. Understand, that if there is even a whisper of you violating my orders, and assisting the little pinned bird regardless, it will be taken away swiftly and without even the slightest sliver of a chance of getting it granted again. Do you understand me? I will not repeat myself.”
[ Jasprix whimpers at the contact, but doesn’t pull away, fear still playing on his face and stopping him from nodding when being made to look deliberately. He opens his mouth, for a moment unable to speak, before he lets out a shaky breath and tries again, more successfully. ]
J: “I understand, yes sir. I’ll-I’ll behave, and-and make sure he does. I understand.”
[ They drop his head, and stand up to their full height, towering over him and once again casting a harsh shadow across them. They fold their arms behind their back, and when they speak it is clear without even needing to see their face that they are smiling. ]
E: “Good. So very good of you. Wise, wise choice.”
[ They take a step back from him, resuming the almost unnatural-looking rim-rod posture. ]
E: “There will be certain measures in place at the hands of his proper authorities that should, if all goes as it should, keep him in line proper this time. So, I sincerely hope you have listened, and that it will not be necessary to begin with.”
[ They turn on their heel, as if to begin walking back into the room. Jasprix watches them go, not moving from the spot on the floor.  They pause, and look back at him from over their shoulder. ]
E: “And, Jasprix, you should know better, by this point, than to assume anything I say is a lie. I make good on my word. For now, before he joins productions, what happens to him is none of my concern, but do not think for even a moment that I will not be watching. You cannot hide, not from me.”
[ Jasprix stares at them, openmouthed and speechless, and nods again in resigned understanding. He is shaking, and looks ready to fall over, now that their proximity has gotten farther, but keeps himself steady braced against Marvin. ]
[ After a moment more, they seem satisfied, and turn away. Their footsteps on the tile might as well be loud as gunshots in the silence as they fade away, back into the room. The door shuts behind them, once again casting the two in darkness. ]
[ Jasprix sits there for a few minutes, watching the door just in case, before he lets out a loud exhale that ends in a whimpered sob. He looks back at Marvin properly, squeezing the arm he was holding gently. ]
J: “Marvin, M-s-Songbird. I need to lift you up, can you hear me, I need you to- to tell me you're still awake.” 
[ It takes him a second, but he manages to give Jasprix a shaky thumbs up. He isn’t able to hold his hand up for long before it falls to his side, limp. ] 
J: “Okay, um. I’m going to assume you heard that, because I also don’t want to repeat that. Just... I’m sorry. I’m sorry you’re like this, it isn't anyone's fault except the person who chose to abandon you. I’m... also sorry that this will fucking hurt, but I need to get you to my room.”
[ Jasprix carefully scoots away, keeping his hand holding onto Marvin’s arm to stop him from falling over without him holding him fully again, and stands up hesitantly. He’s shaky, struggling to stand for a few moments, before he looks down and pulls Marvin up by his arm quickly. Marvin immediately hisses in pain, his knees buckling. Jasprix freezes, wincing in sympathy from Marvin’s pained sounds, and hesitates for a moment in the action he was taking.]
[ Jasprix moves around him instead, and leans down to grab hold of Marvin's legs, hoisting him off his feet quickly with a grunt of exertion. Holding him under the knees and at his shoulders in a bridal carry as he tries to shift it to be as comfortable as he can make it. Marvin grunts in pain at first but as soon as the movement stops, he relaxes. Or, more accurately, he practically melts into Jasprix’s arms. Jasprix huffs, looking concerned but also relieved, that he’s managed to keep a grip. ]
J: “You are a lot lighter than I thought you were. Um, time to go, before someone comes out again. God, at least it isn’t a fuckton of floors to get back to my room. Sorry if it gets bumpy, I’ll- I’ll kiss it better maybe, after I... help bandage you up. Um...Are you ready to move?”
[ Marvin tucks his head against Jasprix’s chest and nods. He looks so small. ]
[ Jasprix squeezes him gently in a return hug, then looks back over at the door for a second just to make sure one more time. The glass being dark makes it hard to know if he’s being watched, and for a moment he lingers, before he quickly shakes his head and moves as fast as he can away from the room with someone in his arms. His tail flicks rapidly behind him as he leaves and disappears past a wall with a final flick of the tail. Quiet words of apology fading as they get farther away from the HR meeting room. ] 
[ The video stays on another minute more, recording the eerie quiet left behind, a final zoom on the door as the video fades out, and clicks off. ]
[ Transmission end. ]
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You fuckers believe me now about how terrifying HR is? 'Oh they just calmly talk to you'. They have no reason to be loud when they don't bluff about fucking anything. HR as a whole is terrifying, me yelling at a few of them doesn't change that.
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Not much I’d ever think I’d be even grateful to you for but every day surprises me. Thanks for getting Squig off my ass. -M
Less for your benefit, because it's mostly for my own amusement darling. I'm the only one allowed to be on my boyfriends ass. Metaphorically because unlike fucking dolphins Id fucking ask first.
No idea how it'd actually work though, because the axolotl stuff changed more than just me needing to be in water and wet for long periods, but I guess if it ever comes to that in our little game we'd figure it out. There's always toys that can be used for the same purposes.
But anyways, im still on your metaphorical ass, itd just be less dying for you maybe because you wouldnt ever leave my sight and I'd bring you places with me like a pet bird.
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[Showfall Media Speech to Text activated]
[ Input registered: Slow deliberate breathing, fabric shifting and shuffling on what sounds to be a couch as body weight moves on it. ]
J: ...Fuck. Hate today, damnit. 
[ Input registered: pained groan, and a resigned quiet sounding chirp just barely picked up by receiver, as the couch makes a sound as though he’s flopped backwards onto it and leaned against the back heavily. ]
I: Oh my god you’re actually in the goddamn Hot Topic.
[ Input registered: light laughter mixed with an undertone of static. ]
J: Jesus christ! When the hell did you get there? 
I: Well I got to the Mall a few minutes ago, but here specifically, I just showed up.
J: Apparently you're quiet as shit, where are your arms?
[ Input registered: quietly approaching footsteps ]
I: Eh, I’m still not quite at 100% and controlling a second pair of arms can get distracting. Plus I wanted to wear a jacket with sleeves so… 
J: Okay... and why are you here? Do you have stuff to do at the mall again or?
[Input Registered: Jasprix shifting on the couch again, another ‘fwump’ noise as something else takes up residence on the couch. ] 
I: Technically, I’m reviewing how well the Security upgrades are going in person, but honestly I just wanted to stop by in person now that I’m actually well enough to do so. Also I plan to scare the shit out of Marvvy Boy later.
[Input registered: Low grumble that sounds close to a growl before Jasprix coughs and sighs heavily. ]
J: Please don’t do that, I’d prefer to keep him in the same shape he’s in now.  
I: Oh please, I won’t actually attack him, I’ll just give him a little--
[ Input registered: A series of small mechanical whirrs along with the sound of cables sliding against each other. ] 
J: I think that’d give him a heart attack and he’d die and then I’d have to get you to revive him.
[ Input registered: cables shifting again and a series of mechanical clicks. ]
I: Aw what? You wouldn’t try to bring him back with a kiss of true love or whatever first?
J: I don’t kiss corpses, Iris. I’m not a shitty Disney movie Prince asshole. I don’t think a movie trope would actually work anyway. 
I: You did not just mention Disney.
J: I did because what you suggested is basically Sleeping bloody Beauty. 
I: God, that movie would be so much more interesting if the bloody part was actually part of the title. 
J: ...Yeah, it would. It’d also be better if there wasn't some random dude kissing someone he thought was dead and never met before. That’s some bullshit storytelling. 
I: Men are the worst.
J: They can be, yeah. Why do most non Showfall movies make them such dicks anyway? 
[ Input registered: slight shifting on the couch like someone settling in a bit more after a few seconds of silence. ]
I: Riiight, you were raised here, and are also a man, so you don’t really have much real world experience. It’s cause they’re all projecting, they make the characters dicks cause they’re dicks.
J: Oh. That explains why characters in those movies seem to underestimate the main character ladies. Even though in my experience, they can be much more competent and intimidating and shit. Like you, sometimes. Others... Theres not a lot of characters in nearly enough of those shows that are nonbinary and hyper competent and intimidating. 
I: Yup, fucking sucks, doesn’t it? Showfall can only do so much with “pushing boundaries” before it stops being profitable, but from what I understand, we do what we can.
J: I’d hope we’d be doing better then kissing a corpse and magically making it come to life again with true love that happens despite the two people not fucking knowing each other. 
[ Input registered: A sudden snort. ]
I: Well the bar’s in the fucking ground if that’s what we have to do better than. 
[ Input Registered: Quiet chuckle, then sigh, as skin rubs against skin quietly. ]
J: God, I hate meetings. Ugh, sorry for being boring or whatever. I guess it’s better than having to deal with the Doctor. Um. I need some advice actually, unrelated to that, but back to the Marvin topic. 
I: Meetings are the worst, aren’t they? But really? Worse than a doctor? Or is that like, a specific person?
J: She’s a specific person, it sucks talking about. She’s basically why I have a tail and everything. Marvin though, please?
[ Input registered: a playfully annoyed groan. ]
I: Fineee, what’s up with Marvvy Boy? Is it about how you’re worried he’s going to reject you?
J: Yeah, and I don’t want him to, but he will, and it sucks!
[ Input tone indicated: distressed whine. ] 
I: Ughhhhhhh this is worse than the soap operas Sammy makes me watch sometimes, dude, listen.
[ Input registered: Shifting fabric followed by two thumps. ]
I: If you go in ready for rejection, that’s all you’re going to get? M’kay? You’ve got to go in expecting at minimum a 50/50 chance, if not higher. Otherwise your confession is just gonna sound like you’re unsure of your own damn feelings like a little bitch.
J: But how do I tell him the truth, when this whole thing was because of some stupid fucking gay chicken game? It hardly seems like full truths and honesties are part of this stupid thing. I can be as confident as I want but he could still freak out and leave if he doesn’t like what I tell him.
[ Input registered: a long drawn out sigh that’s full of static. ]
I: Well then he’s an asshole and I’ll kill him. Specifically if he freaks out, if he calmly rejects you, I’ll only kill him if you ask. But anyways, isn’t that the whole point? To get away from the whole gay chicken thing?
J: That’s oddly comforting. Yeah, I’d like that obviously, but if he’d rather keep doing it and it’s the only way for me to be near him I don’t want to fuck that up. 
I: He kept your fucking ripped off wings. And is like, using them as a blanket or something, I’ve seen him post about it. I don’t know how that isn’t a sign to you that its not just “gay chicken” for him anymore.
J: To be fair, the wings were warm even if they were heavy and unusable most of the time, they did make good covers when I was cold somewhere on set...
I: In case you can’t tell based on my single fake eye right now, I’m looking at you disappointedly right now. Marvin’s a relatively normal guy from the outside world, he wouldn’t keep a pair of wings that were attached to a living person, if he didn’t also like that person.
J: Okay, but they also weren’t real wings, they were made with wires and synthetic shit and shoved in my back instead of giving me a wing harness. I feel like that would make a difference in the whole, keeping detached wings, thing. 
[ Input registered: A loud groan and the flump of someone falling back onto the couch. ]
I: Prixxy you are so fucking stupid. Stop looking for more reasons about why he “totally doesn’t like you” and start maybe reading into his other actions more. Jesus christ.
J: So should I like, ask him to come over and tell him the truth then, and let him decide if he wants to fuck off away from me or not? 
I: I mean, not right now, I want to hang out with you more before you bring your little, what is it you call him, Songbird? Over. Actually let me leave before you call him over, despite how much I’m rooting for you guys, I do not want to see that.
J: I think I’d rather do it now, and if it goes to shit, I can just contact you and ask for you to hang out, make me feel better if it ends weird. Before I lose my nerve and decide not to do it later, anyway.
[ Input registered: someone pulling themself up from the couch, a few mechanical whirrs and clicks can be heard. ]
I: Alright fine, fine, I guess that makes sense. Plus I do actually have to look at the Security upgrades before leaving, so I guess I should go do that while you do your thing.
J: Thanks, Iris. Hopefully this doesn’t fuck anything up too much. 
I: No problem Prixxy, just message me if I either need to come back or if I should actually avoid this area for a few hours. If you get what I mean. 
[ Input registered: Someone standing up from the couch, more mechanical whirrs and clicks can be heard. ]
[ Input registered: Quiet scoff as the mechanical sounds have finally faded. A sigh that fades into a deep steadying breath.]
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he's gay, Devon, Marvin is gay
I cant see how he can be happy when his plan failed and he's still stuck in this place.
@showfallen is what this person saying true and you have become delirious enough to believe yourself pleased?
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This is kinda like a horribly weird fuck up video game, isn’t it
I mean kinda yeah! I like video games but that's 'cause I know they aren't real and the bad stuff isnt actually happening, but video game stuff happening in reality would be terrifying. Depending on the video game at least, I wouldn't mind Stardew Valley or Animal Crossing being a reality kind of thing.
@showfallen Hey dude, which horror game is real life simulating right now, because I'm getting some vibes and I might freak out if I see some ghost kids in animal costumes.
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Im going to shut my phone off now and attempt to get the both of us to sleep. Ill... I'll need to check and change the bandages tomorrow, after the bullshit he dealt with today.
Fuck you guys, I hope you have a shit night if you were part of that.
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