Reverie: IC Inbox

[donkeyballs]

 

IC INBOX
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Alright, go ahead and leave me a message, an' I'll get back to you soon as I can.

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[oddbod]

Yeah. Looking like a zombie.

[donkeyballs]

Alright. I'm on my way.

Did he hurt you?

[ He hates that it's even a question he needs to ask, but... ]

[oddbod]

No, I'm fine.

[Just spooked her a bit.]

I asked him if it was related to him acting off on the network the other day. He didn't give much of an answer.

[donkeyballs]

Not sure if he'd know, to be honest.

He didn't seem to really know what was goin' on then, either.

But they've gotta be related, right?

[oddbod]

The people who run this place are clearly in our bodies. Maybe they're in our minds, too.

[donkeyballs]

Yeah.

I know they are.

Maybe no the same way as Amos, but I know they can make us hear shit. See shit.

[oddbod]

Someone asked if me I thought we could be in some kind of simulation.

[donkeyballs]

[ There's a pause. ]



What'd you say?

[oddbod]

That I'm not sure. It doesn't feel like one, but neither did the others I've been stuck in. Not all the time, at least.

[donkeyballs]

[ Why was it that every time he heard anything about her life, it sounded insane. Her and Daisy and Jasnah... ]

Don't know how we'd even start tryin' to figure it out. We've got some pretty damn good tech in my time, but the simulations still ain't anything as good as this.

[oddbod]

We had a test, the first time I was stuck in one. Something my friend came up with. But it wouldn't work here.

You haven't had any strange headaches, have you? Just little pains, right in your temple?

[donkeyballs]

[ There's a pause while he thinks about it. Then he shakes his head before he remembers he's talking over text. ]

No. Not that I recall, anyway. I feel fine, now.

[ Which was weird enough, considering the last week, but oh well. ]

[oddbod]

Well, that's good news. It's probably not dream crabs, then.

[donkeyballs]

Dream crabs.


[ What the hell is your life, Clara. ]

[oddbod]

Trap you in a dream world while they feast on your brains, it's a whole thing.

My life is a bit much, I know. Sorry.

[donkeyballs]

I can't decide if your life is the most incredible thing I've ever heard, or just an endless fever dream that I have unfortunate proof is at least partially real.

But I'm gonna go ahead and hope my brain ain't bein' eaten, even though I have no idea how in the hell I'd manage to stop it, anyway.

[oddbod]

And you haven't even heard some of the strangest parts. But I'll save those until the moment you think you're finally adjusted to it all.

[donkeyballs]

I'd say I ain't never gonna be adjusted to it all, only that I ain't actually sure that's true anymore.

Just so much weird shit you end up gettin' numb to it, right?

[oddbod]

Yeah, a bit. It changes the way you think. Little things happen, and you’ve got this disconnect, because your head is up in the clouds. You start missing parts of your own life, because the stars are so much more interesting.

[donkeyballs]

[ There's a longer pause, because he could have written that last sentence himself. ]

Yeah, well.

Trust me, I know that much.

I tried to keep myself grounded, and it didn't work. I don't know how anyone could get up into space and not wanna stay there. Don't even need time travel to know that.

[oddbod]

Me either. From the day I first saw it, I was always just biding my time until the next trip. I thought I could balance the two, for awhile. Spend half my time in space, then come back to Earth and have my job and my family and my boyfriend. I wasn't careful with them, though. I lost all of that, and now there's nothing for me there.

[donkeyballs]

It ain't an easy thing. Keepin' the two. In the end you gotta make a choice.

I tried choosin' home. Choosin' my family. But I was just lyin' to myself.

I regret hurtin' 'em, but I can't really regret leavin'. I just should have known myself better in the first place.

[oddbod]

I chose home too, once. Said goodbye to my traveling mate and tried to stay in one place for awhile. It felt like my life was over, like my best years were behind me, no matter what I did after that. Maybe if I'd kept on that way I would have lived awhile longer, died of old age, surrounded by family. But I don't think that's ever how I was meant to go out. Thank the heavens, my friend came back for me. He wouldn't let me give up like that.

[donkeyballs]

Yeah.

Damn.

Yeah. I know the feelin'.

Though I didn't have anyone to come back for me, or anything. Just - my sister, knowin' me better than I ever knew myself, I guess.

Still took five years after that to figure out right where I belonged, though.

[oddbod]

You found it, that's all that matters. Better than a lot of people manage in a lot more years.