you know my parents always told me to be gentle to never hit or scream to get my way, because how would I like it if anyone did that to me? i've tried to keep my promise to them all this time guess i'll have to break it. it's alright i've broken a lot of them over the years maybe they'll forgive me someday.
that's kinda sad. do you think we'll all forget once this is all over?
how long until you got something you could start to understand about him?
i would say to them that you had to protect those you care about you have to become hard because there are so many who are not and you have these skills and it would be a waste to not use them when you can prevent others from getting hurt worse i think that they would understand it's not about breaking a promise it's about making a bigger promise to those that cannot do what you can
i don't know. i hope not i've met some good people on here
a few months. i got bits and pieces of stuff that he had or things like the accent before i got a real memory
... thank you. Really, I mean it. I don't know what else to say but that that really puts it into perspective I'm going to use that, when they ask if that's alright with you
Hah apparently my other agrees with you. Guess we're on the same page after all.
I hope not, too. As bad as some things have been I don't want to forget. It'd cheapen the whole thing.
Hah, yeah, me too. I got the nasty temper, funny hair, and a sword long before I got any idea of what the guy was about or even who he was.
Unrelated [Right.] but what are your feelings on demons?
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i tell it to myself every time i remember another piece of my other's world
can still be crazy, just smart crazy, you know?
we were goofing around with water guns after taking pictures for a book and we decided to act out a goofy gangster or old west movie with the one bullet left thing, right? next thing i knew, i was under water with them trying to get me out of it and a bullet wound on my chest. it's faded down a bit now and looks about six years old, but according to the ct i had, i should have been shot dead but instead i have scarring inside and out from it
no i don't. i mean if someone attacks me i will defend myself not that i will kill them i don't think i can do that yet
it helps, it really does. you've helped me a lot already
heh, I think you're right about that. smart crazy, had to have a plan facing down his own version of the mafia by himself, right?
uh, wow, shit? wait why did the water gun shoot bullets-- you know what that's probably not the important part. i'm glad you're not dead, for what it's worth? kinda like talking to you.
i... still don't know how to deal with it, I mean. i didn't. didn't mean to didn't want to. didn't have a choice.
that's good i don't want you to feel like this can't be liveable
right. got to always have a plan facing down the mafia by yourself
even though i think my other, he didn't care if he walked away from it alive
it didn't he shot me with his water gun and my didn't have anything left so down i went and suddenly i had a scar me too i wouldn't have met you otherwise
sometimes we don't have a choice sometimes these things hit us and we just got to figure out what we can from them maybe you still have a piece missing i mean it took me a long time before i managed to get enough information to know why my other and his one friend were trying to kill each other. it took a very long time to get the last bit of the puzzle. your demon might be like that it might need one more bit before you know enough about it to control it
i'm pretty good at surviving. even when things get tough, you know? but you're right it's harder when you can't just run away from it anymore.
sure would've liked in on the details, might've saved me a scar or two.
don't echo that back, Shou, you're too important for that alright?
you echoed a scar? you can do that? i didn't know that was a thing. same. don't know where i'd be otherwise.
trying to kill each other? I feel like I'm missing a lot of bits. this is a hell of a mess of a puzzle, man. i'm not very good at puzzles. I've gotten back some really messed up memories. still trying to sort them all out.
i know i'm starting to understand how to survive myself
wouldn't we all at one time or another?
i won't rather i think that it would be okay since it doesn't feel like an end
a scar, some crazy hairstyle, this accent, on and on
yeah they were running around in the huge crumbled building shooting at each other, laughing about it but my other he was hurt too he was really disappointed in the guy and he was sad
the pieces will come to you sometime just don't try to force it too much
you're pretty smart, you'll do fine. but if you ever need help don't be afraid to look me up I owe you several by now
you've got a point
it doesn't? what do you mean?
will wonders never cease. I should stop being surprised.
sad because of the fight you think? or the not fight, they were laughing was it a game? hell of a game if it was.
yeah I think i'm getting ahead of myself. just not really sure what to do anymore. things used to make sense. it was easier when the worst i had to worry about was figuring out where my next meal would come from, and that's really freaking me out.
i know money i'm use to money trying to figure out where the next meal is coming from? that i don't know but my other he knew i'll call you when i need that help
it feels like there is more going to happen to the story i don't know how else to explain it really
i even got a can full of money from a place called mallepa
the fight was a game i think no i think they had a falling out. he and my other talked a little about how things were and how things are and it made my other so sad that this person just walked away from everything even his sister
we can't make sense of anything but we can hold on until it does or until a rock falls with the hint on it in big huge letters
hm. no, i get you. Can't really explain it but I get you. gotta be a point to all of this right?
what the hell's a mallepa?
what? how do you walk out on family? i don't understand that. maybe it's because i haven't had one in so long though makes you realize how important they are sorry your other was so sad
sure could use a rock right about now tired of dreaming about severed heads yelling at me that my gross blood will ruin the tea party i won't make a good scone apparently whatever the hell that means
you're good to talk to too and someone that'll be on the monster squad with me
yeah there's got to be a point some where in this mess
a city i think my other's city
i know it's crazy but they were talking and i guess that my other married the guy's sister and he just walked away from them they were a family but he wanted to protect his people or something but my other is like we're your people me too
maybe you were hungry and your dream decided that you needed a tea party or something who knows dreams are even crazier than this echo thing
am I? never would have thought so... thanks. of course, we've gotta stick together right? besides, i don't know about you but i feel better not being alone in this
just gonna take a whole lot of digging to find it
huh. alright then.
that's heavy. things don't have to be the same for you here though, yeah? second chances maybe round two
hahaha i wish. it didn't start out as a dream started out as a memory a really fucked up one.
whatever it is, it'll be alright and if it's too heavy for you i'll build the next pillow fort, deal? sounds like it.
gotta be, that's the only thing that makes even a lick of sense kinda feel sorry for my other if he had to deal with shouty severed heads a lot i mean seriously how do you catch a break?
you stuff the shouty heads with candles or something or use them to shout at exes who knows but i bet he did you just need to wait to get the rest of that information i bet
If I ever end up with a spare shouty head I'll loan it to you. You can chuck it at them. yeah you're probably right, it'd get old if you had to deal with it all the time. still, he didn't seem nearly as shocked about the whole thing as I was, and I wasn't even actually there.
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to never hit or scream to get my way, because how would I like it if anyone did that to me?
i've tried to keep my promise to them all this time
guess i'll have to break it. it's alright i've broken a lot of them over the years
maybe they'll forgive me someday.
that's kinda sad. do you think we'll all forget once this is all over?
how long until you got something you could start to understand about him?
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you have to become hard because there are so many who are not
and you have these skills and it would be a waste to not use them when you can prevent others from getting hurt worse
i think that they would understand
it's not about breaking a promise
it's about making a bigger promise to those that cannot do what you can
i don't know. i hope not i've met some good people on here
a few months. i got bits and pieces of stuff that he had or things like the accent before i got a real memory
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thank you. Really, I mean it.
I don't know what else to say but that
that really puts it into perspective
I'm going to use that, when they ask
if that's alright with you
Hah apparently my other agrees with you. Guess we're on the same page after all.
I hope not, too. As bad as some things have been I don't want to forget. It'd cheapen the whole thing.
Hah, yeah, me too. I got the nasty temper, funny hair, and a sword long before I got any idea of what the guy was about or even who he was.
Unrelated [Right.] but what are your feelings on demons?
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use it whenever you ask yourself what we are doing
he does? well, that's lucky
it will cheapen everything forgetting
i even got a bullet scar right in my lung
considering where i might be going? they're people too
unless they are the people that are trying to stomp on me and then they will become a target
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I think I'll do that.
tell me about it. maybe he wasn't a complete lunatic after all.
shit, how did you get that? but you're right, it'd cheapen everything.
and hey, with the scars we've got now we'll make a matching set.
...don't jump the gun on me too quick. i have a hard time going after a mobster you think I could turn on you?
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can still be crazy, just smart crazy, you know?
we were goofing around with water guns after taking pictures for a book and we decided to act out a goofy gangster or old west movie with the one bullet left thing, right? next thing i knew, i was under water with them trying to get me out of it and a bullet wound on my chest. it's faded down a bit now and looks about six years old, but according to the ct i had, i should have been shot dead but instead i have scarring inside and out from it
no i don't. i mean if someone attacks me i will defend myself not that i will kill them
i don't think i can do that yet
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heh, I think you're right about that. smart crazy, had to have a plan facing down his own version of the mafia by himself, right?
uh, wow, shit? wait why did the water gun shoot bullets-- you know what that's probably not the important part. i'm glad you're not dead, for what it's worth? kinda like talking to you.
i... still don't know how
to deal with it, I mean.
i didn't. didn't mean to didn't want to. didn't have a choice.
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i don't want you to feel like this can't be liveable
right. got to always have a plan facing down the mafia by yourself
even though i think my other, he didn't care if he walked away from it alive
it didn't he shot me with his water gun and my didn't have anything left so down i went and suddenly i had a scar
me too i wouldn't have met you otherwise
sometimes we don't have a choice
sometimes these things hit us and we just got to figure out what we can from them
maybe you still have a piece missing
i mean it took me a long time before i managed to get enough information to know why my other and his one friend were trying to kill each other.
it took a very long time to get the last bit of the puzzle.
your demon might be like that
it might need one more bit before you know enough about it to control it
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but you're right it's harder when you can't just run away from it anymore.
sure would've liked in on the details, might've saved me a scar or two.
don't echo that back, Shou, you're too important for that alright?
you echoed a scar? you can do that? i didn't know that was a thing.
same. don't know where i'd be otherwise.
trying to kill each other?
I feel like I'm missing a lot of bits.
this is a hell of a mess of a puzzle, man.
i'm not very good at puzzles.
I've gotten back some really messed up memories.
still trying to sort them all out.
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i'm starting to understand how to survive myself
wouldn't we all at one time or another?
i won't
rather i think that it would be okay since it doesn't feel like an end
a scar, some crazy hairstyle, this accent, on and on
yeah they were running around in the huge crumbled building shooting at each other, laughing about it
but my other
he was hurt too
he was really disappointed in the guy and he was sad
the pieces will come to you sometime
just don't try to force it too much
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but if you ever need help don't be afraid to look me up
I owe you several by now
you've got a point
it doesn't? what do you mean?
will wonders never cease. I should stop being surprised.
sad because of the fight you think? or the not fight, they were laughing was it a game?
hell of a game if it was.
yeah I think i'm getting ahead of myself.
just not really sure what to do anymore. things used to make sense.
it was easier when the worst i had to worry about was figuring out where my next meal would come from, and that's really freaking me out.
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i'm use to money
trying to figure out where the next meal is coming from?
that i don't know but my other
he knew
i'll call you when i need that help
it feels like there is more going to happen to the story
i don't know how else to explain it really
i even got a can full of money from a place called mallepa
the fight was a game i think
no i think they had a falling out. he and my other talked a little about how things were and how things are and it made my other so sad that this person just walked away from everything
even his sister
we can't make sense of anything but we can hold on until it does
or until a rock falls with the hint on it in big huge letters
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gotta be good for something yeah?
hm. no, i get you. Can't really explain it but I get you.
gotta be a point to all of this right?
what the hell's a mallepa?
what? how do you walk out on family?
i don't understand that. maybe it's because i haven't had one in so long though
makes you realize how important they are
sorry your other was so sad
sure could use a rock right about now
tired of dreaming about severed heads yelling at me that my gross blood will ruin the tea party
i won't make a good scone apparently
whatever the hell that means
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and someone that'll be on the monster squad with me
yeah there's got to be a point some where in this mess
a city i think
my other's city
i know it's crazy but they were talking and i guess that my other married the guy's sister and he just walked away from them
they were a family but he wanted to protect his people or something
but my other is like we're your people
me too
maybe you were hungry and your dream decided that you needed a tea party or something
who knows dreams are even crazier than this echo thing
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of course, we've gotta stick together right?
besides, i don't know about you but i feel better not being alone in this
just gonna take a whole lot of digging to find it
huh. alright then.
that's heavy.
things don't have to be the same for you here though, yeah?
second chances maybe
round two
hahaha i wish. it didn't start out as a dream
started out as a memory
a really fucked up one.
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i feel the same way
it is pretty heavy
just i don't know what will come next
this guy, he seems to have a pretty bad moon on his head
now that is screwy
maybe that's something from the demon thing?
who knows, right?
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now i feel kinda special
whatever it is, it'll be alright
and if it's too heavy for you i'll build the next pillow fort, deal?
sounds like it.
gotta be, that's the only thing that makes even a lick of sense
kinda feel sorry for my other if he had to deal with shouty severed heads a lot
i mean seriously how do you catch a break?
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deal
you stuff the shouty heads with candles or something or use them to shout at exes
who knows but i bet he did
you just need to wait to get the rest of that information i bet
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If I ever end up with a spare shouty head I'll loan it to you. You can chuck it at them.
yeah you're probably right, it'd get old if you had to deal with it all the time.
still, he didn't seem nearly as shocked about the whole thing as I was, and I wasn't even actually there.
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i so know it
anyways, i'll be there soon
we can talk a lot more while making the fort
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