jack pls can u not

[psychopath]

You know how you can become confident? Pretend you're confident until you're confident!
You know how you can become likeable? Pretend you're likeable until you're likeable!
You know how you can become happy? Pretend you're happy until you're happy!
You know how you can become perfectly sane? Pretend you're sane until you're sane!

See? Easy peasy.

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"evil stepmother" ahhahaspodifhaf fuck

[redonijesus]

I'm . . . not sure that's how sanity works . . .

[danger, Will Robinson, danger!]

PLS

[psychopath]

[why are you still here
you should be running]

Oh, so how does it work then?

d y i n g, I love you

[redonijesus]

[I'm a shoujo protagonist, I make terrible life choices]

Um, well, you're sane until something makes you lose it. Or you were never sane to begin with. Ah! [waves his hands emphatically] Not you specifically, just people in general. To gain back your sanity, you need support from your friends. Not . . . er, pretending.

[provoquer]

Fffffkcahahahahahahahahaha!

How lucky I am, how lucky! To see this mental breakdown with my own eyes, Jack!

GROSS SOBBING INTENSIFIES

[psychopath]

[no go away I'M BUSY HALLUCINATING]

The show isn't free, you know.

/)_(\!!!

[provoquer]

Ah, what a shame. Oswald has my coinpurse.

Maybe there's something else I can offer you instead, hm? A shoulder to cry on?

[psychopath]

[...do you even have a shoulder that wouldn't crumble on contact to offer him, levi.

also fk u don't talk to him about oswald]

How kind. You could perhaps offer me a hand. Or an eye.

[provoquer]

[Death becomes him shuddup.]

It does appear like you're having trouble seeing what's just in front of you. How unfortunate.

[psychopath]

[can i not have a complete and utter meltdown in peace]

It's been quite clear for a while now.

[he says through gritted teeth.]

[provoquer]

Clear like a cloudless day? Clear like shards of a broken mirror?

Is this really how you'd like to see your story end, Jack?

[psychopath]

Do you know how clear hatred feels?

Do you know I know you'll just be amused either way?

[provoquer]

Hah, it's true! No matter how the story ends, it's been keeping my interest this whole time. You've proven to be an incredible plot twist, Jack. Though we're all made of the most selfish stuff, you really were the most selfish of us all.

I wonder if that's one of the things that Lacie loved so much about you.

pls pretend i have icons

[psychopath]

Don't-

Don't.

[he rattles a breath. don't, don't, don't, levi please don't - ]

Don't say that.

who needs icons when you have tragedy

[provoquer]

[long suffering sigh geez Jack drama queen more]

Fine, fine, it's pointless to wonder about it anyhow. She'll never be able to let us know either way.

[psychopath]

[i'm sorry did you say something, jack's brain has stalled, please call the fire department, idwiw etc]

She didn't lo - if she hadn't - if you didn't - I can still make her happy.

[provoquer]

Poor Jack.

[tsk tsk]

I guess we'll see soon enough.

[psychopath]

I will destroy you. All of you. Save your pity.

[provoquer]

Who says it's pity? I'm really very concerned!

[doesn't he look concerned]

[psychopath]

[an ant can probably look more concerned about say, newtonian physics, than how levi looks concerned about jack right now.]

I don't think you were ever concerned, Levi.

[provoquer]

Your voice was much cuter back when you still called me "Glen".

nuMI

[velveteened]

That does explain quite a lot.

[ABOUT YOU]

LOVE ME

[psychopath]

[what's that face you little shit]

See, I know a lot of things!

i do

[velveteened]

[yours, unfortunately]

I can't say I ever doubted that.

yes good moar pls

[psychopath]

[MY FACE IS PERFECT THANKS]

But you know, I know you know too much!

ALWAYS

[velveteened]

Really? I'd say I know just enough.

[psychopath]

Enough to get you in trouble, dear.

[velveteened]

Unfortunately, I've spent so much time in trouble that I can't recall what it's like to be out of it.

[psychopath]

Oh, when I'm done, you will be out of trouble.

[and mostly dead!]

[velveteened]

You really must be tired! You mean when I'm done.

[psychopath]

[this is where jack thinks: when the fuck did the brat learn to talk back, and why can't he stop the giggling under his breath:]

You can't do anything.

[velveteened]

[even old rabbits can learn new tricks!!!]

We're going to find out whether or not that's really true. That's the deal.

[the deal that canon has still?? not said?? what it is??]

[psychopath]

[THE FINAL CHAPTER??? OR NOT???]

You will not win this, little rabbit. You can't. You can't.

[because that would mean that jack is the shade instead of oz and he's trying very very hard not to think about it but there's a part of him that whispers insidious that he is nothing at all in the end and it's breaking something in him. it might be his heart. if he had one still beating somewhere.]

[velveteened]

[HOPEFULLY........]

You've said that so much. So, so, so often that I even believed it. Not even just when I remembered — when you made me remember. Even before "Oz Vessalius" was born, you've been saying that.

[isn't it tiring, jack?]

[psychopath]

Because that's what will happen. Don't you see?

[he would have sounded very sure if not for his voice cracking a little bit, like glass spidering fractures under pressure.

maybe he's tired. maybe part of him is, parts of him are. maybe he just really wants to say he wants it over and done with so he can go back to nothing and feel nothing and be nothing.]

[velveteened]

[what a funny, funny, funny fairytale this makes. how completely absurd. in any other he might even be the monster (ha), good and slain by now. he grew up ("grew up") on simple stories full of simple roles, from "once upon a time" to "happily ever after," where the lady never dies and the knight needs only to prove his valor for the day to be saved. where no one ever hears the crumble as the earth falls to pieces or the whispers of someone beyond as the story is judged.

says,] I hate you, [words uttered ever so carefully as though being tested out, or measured, or both] I really do. With everything you've ever done, I don't think I could stop. You've hurt a lot of people, and done a lot of horrible things. You know that, too. I don't have to tell you.

But, it's exhausting. Sometimes you make it hard.

[it's sad. it really, really, really is, and it's impossible to believe otherwise when they've literally got the same head, when thoughts and memories bleed easy as anything.]

...I have to even if I'm about to go to work...

[nobleminded]

[And working with 15 icons because I'm cheap when I'm not in a game OH WELL]

That is LITERALLY the stupidest thing I've ever heard!

yes this is good

[psychopath]

[same ;_; so he's gonna parrot back:]

You are probably the stupidest thing I have ever heard.

[nobleminded]

[...He's 99% certain that made no sense.]

DO YOU EVER THINK OR DO YOU JUST TALK?!

Jack stahp

[one_eyed_chain]

Who is Jack talking too?

CANT STOP WONT STOP

[psychopath]

[UGHHHH why are you still alive]

Oh, it can be you.

JACK PLS THINK OF THE CHILDREN.

[one_eyed_chain]

[Same reason you are...Oh wait.]

Jack was talking to himself? [That doesn't sound good.]

THEY MAKE GOOD FODDER FOR TRAGEDIES. oh wait

[psychopath]

[hey talking to oneself is perfectly sane]

Don't you do it sometimes?

I BET JACK HAS A WINE BOTTLE FULL OF ORPHAN TEARS. If not he should, they taste great with any meal.

[one_eyed_chain]

[Yes, just like a grown man hanging out alone with a fourteen year old girl in her room is perfectly okay.]

No. Alice didn't either. She spoke to Cheshire. [And Alice was the only human he knew well besides Jack.]

you........................how do you come up with this stuff

[psychopath]

[EXCUSE YOU he was just looking out for her. and secretly plotting the destruction of the entire world, but that's not important.]

You should try it sometime. It helps clear your thoughts.

Being a horror game writer does that to you. xD

[one_eyed_chain]

[THAT'S PRETTY BAD.]

Nya, Jack's thoughts must be very clouded.

it's a talent

[psychopath]

My thoughts are very clear, thank you.

[he's pretending not to care BUT PLS STOP TELLING THE TRUTH YOU DUMB CAT]

talent that barely anyone wants to see on a resume

[one_eyed_chain]

Then why does Jack talk to himself so much?

[He's a cat. HE CANT LIE JACK. But he can eat you. Just saying.]

[kafkaesk]

[Well uhm that's not entirely untrue... He completely agrees with everything but that last bit.]

uhm... th-that's... It's not as easy a-as it sounds.