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Characters who are like āletās run away together letās get away from all thisā when itās already too late!!!!!!!
Iām reblogging this from RI (Iām meant to be filling out paperwork but the company wifi doesnāt block tumblr)
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RECORDING TRANSCRIPT. From RI archives.
11 APRIL 2026
Location: Storage Bay 12
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RECORDING BEGINS.
[Low static. A high frequency shriek.]
Hello!
[A scream. Something wooden clattering to the floor.
Oh, dear, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you! So sorry... Malena? Is that your name? Yes, I apologize, Malena ā here, let me get that for you.
Whoāwho are you?
Sparrow. I'm one of the test subjects for the Community Life experiment... at least, I was. I'm not sure if I'm still allowed to participate, since I left.
How are you down here!? Shouldn't you be ināin your cell, or something?
Well, see, that's just the problem. I don't exactly remember where it... um. Is. You know, I've just spent so much time elsewhere, and I think I only spent about two weeks in it back in Septemberā
Howā?
āand I was hoping you'd be able to bring me back! Or, well, the first person I could find. See, I've just finished making myself a brand new body, 'cause the last one was having some issues, and now I've got to get back to my cell to wait for the next simulation.
I ā youā
[A button clicks. A loud klaxon sounds out.]
Oh. Well, I guess calling security works too. Lovely chatting with you, Malena ā and again, so sorry for startling you.
[Several footsteps rushing down the hall.]
Youā!
No need to point your weapons at me! Void, the hospitality of this place. I'll come willingly, sheesh! I'm just lost.
[Static.]
RECORDING ENDS.
Hello, little bird! Are you comfortable? Can you hear us now?
Sage's head whips up at the voice coming through the speakers, desperate for any sort of break to the monotony of isolation.
"I- comfortable? No. I hate it here. But- I can hear you, now. Who- who are you?"
Iāmā
[The voice halts, faltering, the faint crackling of the speakers punctuating the silence as they seriously consider which identity to portray]
Weāve spoken before. But Iām not in the games.
[Yeahā yeah. Riddles! Riddles are goodā ominous, vague, all that important shit. It would leave them enough time to figure out why they acted on impulse by reaching out]
"You- you did the interview. Didn't you?"
Sage asks, finally putting together the similarities in voice between this one and the one who first asked him questions, despite the crackling audio of the speakers
"Why- why are you talking to me? This isn't part of the interview. That was days ago. What- what do you guys want from me?"
I canāt speak for all of us, but I want to learn about you.
Andā wellā itās kind of sad? Observing you lose yourself to isolation? It isnāt fun or scientifically productive.
Sage just laughs bitterly.
"Yeah I- I'm sure it's real sad for you guys, having to watch us suffer. You poor things, I just don't know how you've coped."
His voice is dripping with sarcasm, but- it doesn't have as much bite, as it should. ...he's just tired, of it all. He doesn't have the energy right now to muster up the hatred that used to come so easily to him.
You keep talking like Iām not the only voice coming through the speaker right now. Itās just me, Sage.
And Iām notā you make me sound so evil.
[ They chuckle, and the gentle sound of a pen clicking nervously can be heard in the background.]
Like Iām some villain. Iām not! I swear!
"Evil? Maybe not. But- you're a redstone inc employee right? You know whats been happening to us? You're complicit in- in these games. Games which I was kidnapped for. Where I've been forced to fight and kill and die-. " It's clear he's not talking as if you're just you, but as if you're-. Well. You're as close to 'Redstone Inc' as he can get to from in his cell. He doesn't have anyone else to blame.
"I- I'm tired. You should go, I don't want to talk anymore."
ā¦Okay! Iāll be back later, yeah? Rest well, your highness.
Hello, little bird! Are you comfortable? Can you hear us now?
Sage's head whips up at the voice coming through the speakers, desperate for any sort of break to the monotony of isolation.
"I- comfortable? No. I hate it here. But- I can hear you, now. Who- who are you?"
Iāmā
[The voice halts, faltering, the faint crackling of the speakers punctuating the silence as they seriously consider which identity to portray]
Weāve spoken before. But Iām not in the games.
[Yeahā yeah. Riddles! Riddles are goodā ominous, vague, all that important shit. It would leave them enough time to figure out why they acted on impulse by reaching out]
"You- you did the interview. Didn't you?"
Sage asks, finally putting together the similarities in voice between this one and the one who first asked him questions, despite the crackling audio of the speakers
"Why- why are you talking to me? This isn't part of the interview. That was days ago. What- what do you guys want from me?"
I canāt speak for all of us, but I want to learn about you.
Andā wellā itās kind of sad? Observing you lose yourself to isolation? It isnāt fun or scientifically productive.
Sage just laughs bitterly.
"Yeah I- I'm sure it's real sad for you guys, having to watch us suffer. You poor things, I just don't know how you've coped."
His voice is dripping with sarcasm, but- it doesn't have as much bite, as it should. ...he's just tired, of it all. He doesn't have the energy right now to muster up the hatred that used to come so easily to him.
You keep talking like Iām not the only voice coming through the speaker right now. Itās just me, Sage.
And Iām notā you make me sound so evil.
[ They chuckle, and the gentle sound of a pen clicking nervously can be heard in the background.]
Like Iām some villain. Iām not! I swear!
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Hello, little bird! Are you comfortable? Can you hear us now?
Sage's head whips up at the voice coming through the speakers, desperate for any sort of break to the monotony of isolation.
"I- comfortable? No. I hate it here. But- I can hear you, now. Who- who are you?"
Iāmā
[The voice halts, faltering, the faint crackling of the speakers punctuating the silence as they seriously consider which identity to portray]
Weāve spoken before. But Iām not in the games.
[Yeahā yeah. Riddles! Riddles are goodā ominous, vague, all that important shit. It would leave them enough time to figure out why they acted on impulse by reaching out]
"You- you did the interview. Didn't you?"
Sage asks, finally putting together the similarities in voice between this one and the one who first asked him questions, despite the crackling audio of the speakers
"Why- why are you talking to me? This isn't part of the interview. That was days ago. What- what do you guys want from me?"
I canāt speak for all of us, but I want to learn about you.
Andā wellā itās kind of sad? Observing you lose yourself to isolation? It isnāt fun or scientifically productive.
Hello, little bird! Are you comfortable? Can you hear us now?
Sage's head whips up at the voice coming through the speakers, desperate for any sort of break to the monotony of isolation.
"I- comfortable? No. I hate it here. But- I can hear you, now. Who- who are you?"
Iāmā
[The voice halts, faltering, the faint crackling of the speakers punctuating the silence as they seriously consider which identity to portray]
Weāve spoken before. But Iām not in the games.
[Yeahā yeah. Riddles! Riddles are goodā ominous, vague, all that important shit. It would leave them enough time to figure out why they acted on impulse by reaching out]
I worked more on character!Paper's story for the ARG I'm putting together and I'm so excited :DDD It won't be the best thing ever, but I'm having a lot of fun and can't wait to make more progress, especially with the puzzles
I am a Watcher, though I was Made and not born one. I'm afraid I cannot help you escape ā I am forbidden from interfering beyond this. I sing because they are songs I think you may relate to or enjoy... is it a comfort?
...It's not quite like the birdsā but I don't mind it. The melodies are beautiful all the same.
There are no birds here. I wish I could see them take flight.
Even if you cannot help meā thank you, all the same. For caring.
Weāre both looking far away // Saying something about death // And I think it might be good // To take our time with that
So we got left behind? // I guess people get left behind // And as our youths float to the earth // We still have no clue what to say
Impressionism - Kara's Walk Home
I'm sorry you have lost so much of yourself in the Games. Perhaps the next one will be kinder to you.
[His eyes are tired- glistening with sorrow though no tears wet his gaze]
I don't know what happens now. I can't find Sage. I can't do it all againā I can't forget again. I won't.
I'm the closest to whole I've been in months.
...I'm forgetting my face.
Who are you? Why do you sing to me? Can you free me? The way Sparrow said she would?
[There's panic; desperationāĀ then, resignation. He sighs and looks away, down to the grass again.]
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do you regret anything?
ā¦Under Futureās quill, weāre not meant to have regrets. Orā no, that isnāt right. Regret is experienced, but itās understood as the lesson needed to make the right decision in the Future. If there is a hardship, it is as written so we end our lives in a satisfying way. Narratively speaking.
We are all stories.
But I donāt know if she watches here. I donāt think she wrote any of this. Soā¦ I regret my violence. I regret my apathy.
It ends here
There are some things the social game cannot save you from.
In peace, you lose your life. In the hunt, you lose your Self. To debate which is worse is not something I have the time for.
My Heart shattered, my body lost to the sea.
do you regret anything?
ā¦Under Futureās quill, weāre not meant to have regrets. Orā no, that isnāt right. Regret is experienced, but itās understood as the lesson needed to make the right decision in the Future. If there is a hardship, it is as written so we end our lives in a satisfying way. Narratively speaking.
We are all stories.
But I donāt know if she watches here. I donāt think she wrote any of this. Soā¦ I regret my violence. I regret my apathy.
It ends here
do you regret anything?
ā¦Under Futureās quill, weāre not meant to have regrets. Orā no, that isnāt right. Regret is experienced, but itās understood as the lesson needed to make the right decision in the Future. If there is a hardship, it is as written so we end our lives in a satisfying way. Narratively speaking.
We are all stories.
But I donāt know if she watches here. I donāt think she wrote any of this. Soā¦ I regret my violence. I regret my apathy.
OOC: thereās gotta be a CL reference in here somewhere
What would you do? If Sage made you choose between him and Sparrow?
The question itself is flawed. Sage would never make me choose.
But I would stay by his sideā he deserves it. And I have spent far too much time being shaky in my loyalty.
ā¦I miss the babstle. I miss the safety. I hate the water.
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This one resonated with me
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c!Sparrow or c!Sage talking to The Storyteller
