chell (
mutelunatic) wrote in
ataraxion2012-04-09 10:29 pm
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text to video
i've been told i'm a good jumper.
guess i'm still here.
remember: "don't believe everything they tell you."
we have liars on the ship.
[that cryptic message was brought to you by Chell! except not really! in fact it was brought to you by a demon sorting through its new supply of memories from its new host but shhhhh no one knows that yet.
five minutes pass, and then a video feed pops up. it's of a woman sitting on the bed in her room. half her lip is quirked up into a somewhat eerie smile that resembles a sort of stubborn annoyance.
she opens her mouth for a second, and there's a slight crack. she draws her hand to her throat, eyebrows stitching up with agitation. she tries again. the voice...yes, the voice that comes out is quiet, and coarse from what could be years of lack of use. but it can be heard.]
Maybe...
[that's right. she's talking. there's a pause as she regains her breath.]
Maybe I can...tell you about a liar. [a pause, and she swallows] Maybe even...two.
[her hand is at her throat and there's a cough as though to clear it.]
First I guess I should...say hello.
[a pause for effect. it has a handle of her memories now.]
Or...apple.
guess i'm still here.
remember: "don't believe everything they tell you."
we have liars on the ship.
[that cryptic message was brought to you by Chell! except not really! in fact it was brought to you by a demon sorting through its new supply of memories from its new host but shhhhh no one knows that yet.
five minutes pass, and then a video feed pops up. it's of a woman sitting on the bed in her room. half her lip is quirked up into a somewhat eerie smile that resembles a sort of stubborn annoyance.
she opens her mouth for a second, and there's a slight crack. she draws her hand to her throat, eyebrows stitching up with agitation. she tries again. the voice...yes, the voice that comes out is quiet, and coarse from what could be years of lack of use. but it can be heard.]
Maybe...
[that's right. she's talking. there's a pause as she regains her breath.]
Maybe I can...tell you about a liar. [a pause, and she swallows] Maybe even...two.
[her hand is at her throat and there's a cough as though to clear it.]
First I guess I should...say hello.
[a pause for effect. it has a handle of her memories now.]
Or...apple.

voice;
voice;
voice;
A liar.
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