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His rib cage was a hornet’s nest, palpitations set the beat His vagus nerve a turk’s head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend He wondered if his consciousness would charge a cancellation fee Auf wiedersehen, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
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❛ you should leave. ❜
The apartment is dim, though one of the light bulbs in the hallway flickers a warm halogen strobe. With each pulse comes a sound like a moth pounding itself against glass. Michael doesn't move yet, though it seems to swirl in-time with the broken filament. It's been making itself at home in the kitchen with what appears to be one of Mike's empty mugs.
"Someone is looking in through your bedroom window," it comments. The kettle screams a second after it finishes speaking and the Distortion looks at it, perplexed. It taps the hot kettle with two pointed fingers, turning its back to Mike.
🐝 * ― 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺.
❛ are we actually doing the right thing? ❜ ❛ are you bleeding? ❜ ❛ are you even sorry? ❜ ❛ are you still mad at me? ❜ ❛ are you sure you’re gonna be okay on your own? ❜ ❛ can’t we just be friends again? ❜ ❛ can we pretend this never happened? ❜ ❛ can you help me with this? ❜ ❛ didn’t you listen to what i just said? ❜ ❛ did you ever even love me? ❜ ❛ don’t you believe me? ❜ ❛ do you trust me? ❜ ❛ do you understand what that means? ❜ ❛ do you want to talk about it? ❜ ❛ haven’t you heard the news? ❜ ❛ have you ever cared about anyone other than yourself? ❜ ❛ how did you do that? ❜ ❛ how will i ever be able to repay you? ❜ ❛ is it my fault? ❜ ❛ is there anything i can do for you? ❜ ❛ was all of this just a lie? ❜ ❛ we’re gonna survive this, right? ❜ ❛ what are you doing here? ❜ ❛ what do you want from me? ❜ ❛ what have you done to them? ❜ ❛ what makes you think i’m going to help you? ❜ ❛ when was the last time you ate something? ❜ ❛ when will it stop? ❜ ❛ when will you ever grow up? ❜ ❛ where were you last night? ❜ ❛ who did this to you? ❜ ❛ who the hell are you? ❜ ❛ why can’t you just let it go? ❜ ❛ why didn’t you tell me sooner? ❜ ❛ why did you leave me? ❜ ❛ why don’t you come home with me? ❜ ❛ why would you do something like that? ❜ ❛ will you call me when you got there safely? ❜ ❛ will you please tell me what happened? ❜ ❛ will you stop doing that? ❜
no matter what we seek you’ll never find truth and that’s good enough for me
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no matter what we seek you’ll never find truth and that’s good enough for me
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@dvrklyte:
Dealing with one such as the Distortion was annoying on many different levels. The most significant being that even just looking at it gave him a headache. The grating of it's voice was less frightening than irritating. And now it's childish behavior has drawn Elias's attention.
Setting his pen down slowly, Elias folded his hands together and raised his eyes to Michael, "Is that what you think? And why is that? What do you understand about what he felt?"
His attention was placed fully on Michael, keeping him from getting any sort of edge over Elias. Dealing with the Distortion tended to be a dizzying experience for those inexperienced, but this one... This particular door seems to like to hang around the Institute a little too much. "As if Michael knew anything about what it was like to manage a place like this. I am the only one here capable, as evident by my promotion."
When Elias focuses on it, Michael seems to become clearer around the edges. Like putting glasses on, it doesn't appear to melt into the scenery as much as before: a swirling pattern becomes a ineptly tied scarf and its teeth snap back to a countable number. Rude.
It chews on its pinky nail and tilts its head to one side, tracing the contours of Elias's face with its dilated pupils, "I would say entirely too much."
With that it seems to dissipate into the upholstery for a moment, returning to focus beside the office's window. It peers down at the tops of the buildings surrounding the Magnus Institute. "You used to smoke on that fire escape there." The fire escape its eyes point to is attached to Artifact Storage.
(Michael Shelley had caught him out there once by accident, right after the tobacco smoking ban had gone into effect. He himself had never been a heavy smoker, but Gertrude was, and it was an excellent way to take the edge off the constant nerves of working in the Archive. Within a month or two, he'd quit entirely. Too much trouble to walk all the way outside from the basement every time he felt the urge.)
As the Distortion finishes contemplating the foreign memory, it fuzzes out around the edges, like so much interference on a television set.
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IM SOBBING
HEY MICHAEL
Memory is redundant; it repeats signs so that the city can begin to exist.
(Calvino, ‘Invisible Cities’)
i dont think any real human person would look like michael for obvious reasons so i've opted to use impressionist paintings for the icons when i need them
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Pesky words from a pesky creature. Elias barely acknowledged the door whenever it appeared, seeing it as nothing more than a distraction, even more so when the being referred to as Michael made his appearance as well. All the same, he couldn't bring himself to completely eject it from the Institute.
Barely looking up from the schedules he was filling out, only halfway through the library staff when it appeared, and just exhaled a breath, "That is the beauty of life, isn't it? Choices and paths, the different ways to get what one wants. Though, I suppose you wouldn't really understand that now, would you?"
It sits down in the chair across from Elias's desk, leaning back. (Funny how all the employees of this institute are terrified they'll end up in this chair.) As if covertly, it knocks an envelope or two off the desk, though of course it's under no illusions that he can't tell what it's doing. That's the catch though, isn't it? Whether he finds it to his favor or not, Elias is still bound by what one might call call 'social convention'.
Michael giggles, tracing its inner lip with one long, crooked nail. The further the nail slides, the longer its lips seem to be. "I don't think Michael ever thought of you as the management type," it sighs as the laughter subsides and its gaze strays from Elias's face. They've redecorated since the last time it wandered in here. New carpet, awful color.
🐝 * ― 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃. ( an assortment of all kinds of random sentences; pretty much a mixed bag of everything for different scenarios and relationships. feel free to adjust to better fit your muses. )
❛ we’re really going to do this, aren’t we ? ❜ ❛ i shouldn’t have snuck up on you like that. ❜ ❛ you do realize that i know you better than anyone, right ? so i know that you’re lying. ❜ ❛ if you break your promise, i promise to make you regret ever laying a finger on me. ❜ ❛ we’ve just been fooling ourselves. this never was what it should’ve been. ❜ ❛ i love you. no matter what happens, don’t ever forget that. ❜ ❛ why are you here ? ❜ ❛ i told you, you don’t have to deal with this pain on your own. we’re in this together now, remember ? ❜ ❛ so basically this means we can’t do anything ? ❜ ❛ you can thank me later i brought you with me. ❜ ❛ c’mon, let’s go someone more private where no one will interupt us. ❜ ❛ i have planned a whole lot of things for us to do today. ❜ ❛ you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. ❜ ❛ you’re only asking questions about me, why don’t you tell me a little more about yourself ? ❜ ❛ what is it that you wanted to show me ? and why do we have to do this at night ― couldn’t you have waited until tomorrow ? ❜ ❛ you may not remember me but at least my effect on you hasn’t changed one bit. ❜ ❛ trying to strangle someone usually counts as attempted murder. ❜ ❛ don’t ever come near me again ! ❜ ❛ please, [name], before you do anything just hear me out. ❜ ❛ i know i did the wrong thing. i hurt you, and i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ i can never not love you. ❜ ❛ are you even listening to me ? ❜ ❛ you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. ❜ ❛ someone wants to play. but let me tell you, two can play that game. ❜ ❛ that’s i surprise. i like it, though. makes you at least ten times more interesting. ❜ ❛ if i had known how good this was gonna be, i would’ve done this ages ago. ❜ ❛ wake up. please, wake up. you can’t leave me here alone. ❜ ❛ i had no idea you’d be here … why didn’t you tell me ? ❜ ❛ i could’ve protected you if only you’d let me ! ❜ ❛ oh, if you don’t want to talk, i’ll let you know that i have my ways to do make you talk. ❜ ❛ you really don’t want to test me right now. ❜ ❛ i can’t believe i ever trusted you ! ❜ ❛ god, this is so embarrassing. i need your help, okay ? ❜ ❛ i already told you, i’d do anything for you. no questions asked. ❜ ❛ are you really sure this is what you want ? you won’t regret it later ? ❜ ❛ you still have doubts about it, don’t you ? ❜ ❛ there may be something i should’ve told you before we hooked up. ❜ ❛ i love you. and i know this will probably destroy our friendship but i don’t care. i just wanted you to know. ❜ ❛ i just want to stay here, watch movies all day, and cuddle with you on the couch. ❜ ❛ stop whatever you’re doing right now, i have some big plans for today and you’re gonna help me with it. ❜
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everything everywhere all at once.
dialogue prompts from everything everywhere all at once (2022).
that's not a very good joke.
you need to eat better.
you'll know when it's time to fight.
i'm not ready to fight.
whatever you're about to do, don't do it.
were you not paying attention before?
nobody trusts their neighbor anymore.
i'm not trying to hurt you.
unless it's an emergency, whenever i try to talk to you, you always get pulled away.
we can make our own way. okay?
what can be worse than death?
explain it all to me. now.
the universe is so much bigger than you realize.
don't make me fight you. i'm really good.
why are you treating me like this?
one minute you're so warm, then one minute you're cold and awful.
let me help you open up your mind.
i got bored one day and i put everything on a bagel. everything.
you're living your worst you.
you're capable of anything because you're so bad at everything.
'right' is a tiny box made by people who feel afraid.
you're young, and your mind is always changing.
i was just looking for someone who could see what i see. feel what i feel.
you don't matter. nothing matters.
whatever i did, i'm sorry.
please don't give me any false hope.
i've always hated this place.
you can just sit here and everything feels really far away.
i'm joking. that was a joke.
you think i'm weak, don't you?
when i choose to see the bright side of things, i'm not being naïve. it's strategic and necessary.
all i know is that we have to be kind.
in another life, i would have really enjoyed just doing laundry and taxes with you.
i don't want to hurt you.
don't stop playing. play something for me.
you are not unlovable.
there is always something to love.
we are all useless alone.
it's a good thing you're not alone.
he who loves the most regrets the most.
let's not live in a fantasy.
it's okay if you can't be proud of me.
i don't want to hurt anymore.
for some reason, when i'm with you, it just hurts the both of us.
let's go our separate ways, okay? just let me go.
i will always, always want to be here with you.
so what? are we just gonna ignore everything else?
this is awkward, right?
please give us a chance.
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