video + encrypted text

[cons]

[ Although she's not as bad as she's been the past few days, Wichita still looks pretty beat up and worn out. The fear gas kept her running most of the time, which meant crashing into things and falling down with the disorientation that came with it. She may or may not be hoping for some pathos points here, but it's an effortless attempt for it. She really does feel like shit. ]

I'm not even going to get into the what the hell was that factor of the past few days, but instead there's just one thing I've been wanting to ask, and haven't had a very good reason to until now:

-- If I say "zombie apocalypse", you say..?

Not trying to just stir the pot here, still just... trying to figure out why we're all here. What's their play. Whoever "they" is, I dunno. How many of us are from cookie-cutter happy worlds, and how many were dealing with ridiculous shit before they woke up in the tubes? Spill it.

... Oh, and um. [ sniff. ] If we've talked before? Let's do that again. Like, right now. [ check in with her you bastards. ]

[ ENCRYPTED 100% to NEAL CAFFREY ]
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[ someone's using the program JARVIS hooked her up with~ the key is 'student' herderder. and here's that. ]

Comments

[cons]

Do you write songs about it?

[ baw that's not nice. she shakes her head after, like that takes it back. ]

I'm just kidding. What made you kick the habit?

[foresaw]

[No, Wichita. Isaac has such a dry, raw way of talking, it really doesn't matter.]

No. I paint pictures. [And there's no sign of joking. Not even a smile. Come on, Isaac.] Which is exactly how.

[cons]

[ wichita basically just did this. ]

-- Oh.

I'm not following - do your paintings manage to surprise you somehow..?

[foresaw]

I paint what's going to happen. [:|]

Or, I did. [He can't exactly do it anymore. Not right now. No heroin and no way to concentrate. Both of those wells are dry.]

[cons]

[ omg why are you so serious, it's good wichita isn't talking to him in person she might literally be poking him at this point. ]

So you can paint the future. Could. [ a l r i g h t ] Does that make you a mutant? Or are you a special. [ ... ] I snoop on the Network and hear things.

[foresaw]

It makes me cursed. [Wichita, fix him. Make him less serious.]

[cons]

What!

[ not having any of that. ]

That's a great super power! Not only can you predict the future, but you can make money off of it. Win/win.

[foresaw]

You try it, then. [Nope, still no smiles. Getting along great.] See what happens.

[cons]

Give me your ability and I will.