-looks up at Gen- I'm not going to execute him. I just needed him to stop...moving. I know that sounds bad bu—
He's crazy, man! He came at me with a gun out of nowhere!
That is bullshit and you know it.
Yes, I died.
edited 6th Sep '15 7:04:38 PM by ChrissieMcNapkins
I live in a constant state of fear and misery.-lowers the gun- Okay. I just came out here for a smoke and out of the corner of my eye, I see this kid sneaking up. He nearly shoots me and we "fight" for a sec, I get him on the ground and you two show up.
-Wait, Arty, it's that perv guy again!-
edited 6th Sep '15 7:20:00 PM by ChrissieMcNapkins
I live in a constant state of fear and misery.-Deep breath-
Okay. The... the short version is that...
Tallis, back when she was a kid, she was all on her own. Her parents got her a person to take care of her. They were always out on business. And some things happened. Their home was attacked. They were some of the only ones who made it.
A man came by them later on. You- I think you know him. Me'hron. He gave Tallis godhood, then kicked out her caretaker. Tallis left her home because she didn't have a choice. She traveled around for a while. And... she got lonely. She missed the person she had to leave behind. Tallis wasn't... she was messed up back then. It got so bad that she made a copy of her old friend.
Tallis, she, well... she had a crush on her friend. But her friend didn't have one back. That first copy didn't, either. But after that copy died, and she made another one, Tallis changed that. She wasn't even aware of it. She just... it was subconscious.
I'm one of those copies, so- you know.
A whole bunch of things have happened that don't really matter to all this. I... brought Tallis back after she died. That's the big one. I missed her, like she missed me. After a while, she got uncomfortable that I loved her. It got bad. After I thought about it, I... got uncomfortable, too. So I- Tallis tried to find me someone else.
And she did. That's Clara. And I like her a lot. I know I do. But I still love Tallis. I just can't get rid of it. I've been trying, but it's... hard. It's really hard for me. I feel guilty about it. It's wrong for someone to be like that.
...That's it. I'm going to tell her sometime. I don't know when.

I've been...good.
I live in a constant state of fear and misery.