[ i. text ] got a knife to disengage the voids that i can't bear...

[appraysen]

[ trish has been debating all day whether or not to send a message. at first it was going to be a video, but then as soon as she had gone to create the message she had started to cry, and then her eyes got swollen and well... at least no one can see how badly her hands are shaking. ]

First off, I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Trish and I'm new. I have a question, which may sound strange.

Did anybody else die before coming here? Or was dying before they found themselves here? Or anything similar?

Just you know...general curiosity about how this place works.

[ liar, liar, pants on fire. ]

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video;

[entrapments]

Oh.

[ the word comes out as a breath, somewhere between startled and reverent as the video feed comes on. you're so young, she doesn't say- but it hovers in her eyes, for only a fraction of a moment. ]

I dunno. Being kidnapped by a freaky deaky space ship in a parallel dimension sort of tops the 'strange' list, you know?

video;

[appraysen]

[ a tiny laugh. ] Good point. How-how, long have you been here?

video;

[entrapments]

This is only my second time around, but the golden oldies sound kindof like they have mixed feelings on getting used to it, if that's what you're gonna ask.

[ one hand lifts, rubbing at the back of her neck. ]

What's your name?

video;

[appraysen]

[ she nods. it's still hard to process everything. and it sounds like, and feels like it will be for a while. ]

I'm Trish. And you?

video;

[entrapments]

Hayley.

Um. So I know I'm just like, a kid and all. But I mean. If you like, need anything. It doesn't hurt to have a few friends I guess.