...Wh—... O-oh, no, no! M-merde, I would sooner—... I, uhhhm, that—that probably maybe came out very wrong, I am not thinking of—of killing myself, that would... that would be just ridiculous...! Because, uhhhm, because I... I am a god, and—and that would probably—... yes.
(Nervously tries to straighten his messy-ass hair, but only really manages to muss it up even more.)
...No, what, uhhhm... I—I am trying to make a different decision regarding this—... this damned substance...
...Oh... Hello... Did I trip you...?
(Weakly drags an arm under his chin to prop his head up.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019I have been!
I had a dream the other night.
Except... it was good. It was nice and I liked it. I think something is wrong.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Because that's what people who aren't me do. And that means I'm less like myself now.
I don't have good dreams, except now I do and that's not correct.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Do you think so?
...
-She smiles again-
Alright. I will be extra happy, then.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...Heh... helping me, at this stage, would probably... nghhh...
(Inhales deeply and tries to push himself up.)
...needlessly... slow my... recovery from... ghhhh...!
(His arms give out part of the way through. Plonk.)
...Heh...
...I... uhhhm... I—I am attempting to discern what to, uhhh... do with this—this medicine, because... it's—... my—my Aunt wanted me to... but—but she's... she...
(Wheezes and goes quiet.)
BRB a sec
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019(Lifted! Is limp and floppy in Miyu's grip. She might notice he's a bit lighter than usual, and also quite a bit squishier.)
...Heh... You seriously didn't have to do that... I managed to get myself all the way here... didn't I...?
(Weary smile.)
...Y-yes, this is—... this is what I think as well, but—... I-it dulls my senses and—and suppresses my godhood, and there—there is no reason why I should even... even keep this around, but... Uhhhm...
(Wheezes and fidgets uncomfortably.)
...My... M-my Auntie, this— this is her machination, and I don't understand, i-it has caused me so much pain, but—but... uhhhm... she is... s-she has...
(Sniffles a bit and lowers his head.)
...D-departed... And... And, uhhhm, I still think of her, a-and even though I, uhhhm... the—the godhood, whereas she is—was just a mortal woman, a-and I certainly, surely, b-beyond any uncertainty am right that this clozapine is poisoning my blood and dampening my pineal gland's vibrations, it—
(Deep, wheezy, sad sigh.)
...I do not wish to do my Auntie's memory disrespect o-or... W-we have enough posthumous disrespects in—in my family, and I—... I... I want at least one memory to be sainted and—and... I—I don't know, I just...!
(Buries his head in his hands... or as much of it as he can.)
(...is this guy just fat because he's full or words or)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

-wait I thought he was in need of medication!-
-PANIC!-
K—killing yourself isn't going to make anything better! You're going to hurt people who care about you by doing that!
edited 3rd Jul '16 8:00:42 PM by Lilqueendaisy
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