in keeping secrets of silent earth: 001 | text

[fencesitter]

this isn't just a trash ship, is it? the question is whether all those green things in those pods are before or after you got your hands on them.

since whoever's in charge already knows i'm here, you probably know what i'm looking for. but in case you don't, tell me everything you know about coheed and cambria kilgannon. i don't care if you have an entire army of giant fanged worm things, i have a gun and i'll use it if i have to.

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[redhotsummers]

Dude, we don't really know who's in charge.

And I doubt anyone knows anything about that coheed stuff.

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[fencesitter]

bullshit. there has to be a ranking system. unless you just slapped a tattoo on me for no reason.

[not here] 1/3

[the_vishual]

[ Kilgannon--? ]

[still not here] 2/3

[the_vishual]

[ It's right there. Coheed and Cambria Kilgannon. And allusions to the Priests. ]

[audio] 3/3

[the_vishual]

Claudio?

[text]

[fencesitter]

who's asking?

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[redhotsummers]

First number says what wave you're in. Second--it's your room assignment. Or something. I don't get the second number just yet.

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[fencesitter]

if this thing picked up seven waves of people before me then there's no way nobody knows what happened to my parents.

why the hell isn't the army swarming this place yet?

[jilt]

You highly overestimate your own importance. I doubt the captain has paid any particular attention to those he's invited aboard.

[fencesitter]

yeah, if he "invites" everyone aboard by docking and leaving the loading bay door wide open then ambushing them and shoving them in tubes then i guess he wouldn't.

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[redhotsummers]

...yeah there is, dude.

Not all of us are from the same place--same world, same damn universe. It's a lot more complicated than you are thinking.

And there is no army.

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[fencesitter]

traveling across time and space. yeah, like i'm gonna believe that. technology is good, but it's not that good yet.

and if it is that good, why the hell wouldn't there be an army here?

[jilt]

He does, as matter of fact.

Going on a mad romp with your gun will hardly gain you anything effective.

[fencesitter]

it got something out of you, didn't it?

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[redhotsummers]

Look I'm not going to do some song and dance to make you believe it. You believe it now, or you find out I'm telling the truth later. I don't give a shit.

Why would there be?

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[fencesitter]

it sounds like something ryan would want his hands on. but let me take a wild guess, nobody's heard of ryan here either. whatever rock you've been living under, make some room.

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[redhotsummers]

They haven't. And it's not a damn rock--I told you, a lot of us are from different universes. Just like you.

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[fencesitter]

excuse the hell out of me for passing out in a spaceship and waking up in a spaceship and thinking i'm in the same place.

how many of you are there anyway?

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[redhotsummers]

I didn't think all ships looked the same.

[Alex is an asshole sometimes. This is nothing new.]

A lot--at least a couple hundred, I think.

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[fencesitter]

sorry for not having the blueprints of garbage ships memorized. whatever. you're saying there's two hundred people, all from different universes on this ship and nobody knows who's in charge or why we're here or even who anybody else is.

sounds like the beginning of a bad sci-fi movie.

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[the_vishual]

Chase. It's--it's imperative we meet.

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[fencesitter]

start with telling me anything you know about the people i'm looking for. then we'll talk.

[text]

[the_vishual]

I'm your cousin.

[text]

[fencesitter]

prove it.

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[the_vishual]

Jesse Kilgannon is my.... [ No, not 'father.' She's an experiment, she's a soldier. She deletes this message almost immediately, instead opting to send these words: ]

You're Claudio Kilgannon, and you come from a supposedly happy family until you learned about the Crowing. You never see Jesse, only have heard about him. I believe Coheed and Cambria were under the assumption he's estranged.