dear_mun | On thinking of apping to a new game; Canon is Johnny the Homicidal Maniac

No.

No. Absolutely not.

You've dragged me out and put me in abyssal shit pile after abyssal shit pile. Well. Alright. One abyssal shit pile twice and the second time you didn't bother to stick around to do anything of note or worth. Oh. And the place where I summoned a monster out of my head. I guess that was neat in that it didn't automatically destroy everything.

What makes you think I want to go anywhere or do anything? It's a pointless gesture considering I have even less control of my own actions and motives here then I do back home. Having some crazy version of my own voice babbling bullshit demands at me is one thing, but it's somehow worse when it's an entirely separate voice controlling me. Hell. I would have thought I could pass guilt for my actions along easier if it was someone else making me do things and not just reflections of myself. But really the difference is the same between a toilet in a McDonald's off the highway and a port-o-potty. They're both situations that're full of shit and leave you feeling sick when you enter into them.

You haven't even bought me a paid account yet. Or imported all my icons.

I liked those icons. Are they still there? Somewhere? They better be.

Just leave me alone. Let me fade away. I don't want to be paraded around by you for a fourth or fifth or whatever the fuck time we're on.

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McDonalds...?

Is that related to the duck? I don't know if he'd appreciate you saying that kind of stuff about him. He gets pretty crabby, I think.

The duck?

Oh. No. McDonald's doesn't have anything to do with Donald Duck. I don't think. Aside from them both relating to a soulless mercantile giant.

Also hello. Hi.

How have you been?

Donald Duck relates to what!?

Oh, er, I've been okay!

You know how things are there, some weeks aren't so bad...others...

[She rubs the back of her neck.]

Not so much. It's good to see you, though. I hope your mun finds you somewhere less...um, terrible.

Disney. It's a corporation that makes its millions by shilling out its "mascots" in "harmless" children's entertainment year after year. And they keep putting their movies that I actually want in the Vault. Bastards.

I doubt it. Is there anywhere here that wouldn't constitute as terrible?

What happened?

Disney...?
Isn't that the name of the Castle that Mickey lives in? I didn't know it was a company thing...

[Xion you're part of that entertainment, you know.]

....There was an experiment where we...
Well, everyone was either a "Master" or a "Slave".
I was a slave, and my "master" was this...guy. I had to do whatever he said or the collar would put me in pain, or even kill me. The longer you resist, the more it hurts. So he took me somewhere that I couldn't leave, and made me...

[Sigh.]

It was bad, Johnny.

You hop around with Mickey Mouse?

I mean. I guess anything is possible when we're talking about multiple worlds and all that. I just guess Mickey Mouse and all his friends were the last ones I expected to run into.

[Nny is a naturally emotive being, at least from his physical appearance. And switching between calm and outright rage and hysteria is pretty easy for him.

In fact. He's doing that right now.]

Who.

His name is Kakine...He wasn't around when you were, but...

[She shakes her head.]

I know you're thinking about making them pay for it, but somebody already beat you to it. [And she doesn't look happy about that.]

Good.

There's no point in pitying someone who hurts you. Once someone hurts or insults someone else any retribution they receive is merely nature taking its course.

...Tch. So you've still managed to stick around in that bastard's head, huh?

They never seem to want to let go, do they?

It's amazing.

I'm not one to say we should push away the "unhealthy" aspects of our imagination, but when you've had something stuck in the pathetic matter you dare to call a brain for a decade you'd be worried. Because here I am. Some kind of hideous mental shrapnel he can't tear out.

Also I saw what your most recent interaction with her by the way.

I have never really thought I'd care for being a ghost but I almost wish I was one there to haunt you and keep you away from her.

I sure as hell hope I don't stick around for that long. Nearly two years is more than enough for me. Can't see why anyone but a fucked up bastard would be so fascinated with the kind of people you and I are.

...Tch. That.

She's the one that keeps coming to me. Besides, aren't you the one that got pissed at me for not keeping a close enough eye on her? I've been doing that. Making sure she's safe and shit.

Some would say we'd be interesting just to study. From the perspective of a psychological case. But I think those people are just as fucked up as anyone else.

That's bullshit. There's a difference between keeping an eye on her and....this.

And apparently you aren't fucking keeping nearly half as much an eye on here as you should if you're trying to appeal to me with that.

"Studying" is one thing. What these two do...is another matter entirely.

I've told her that I can't do it. Be like that. I'm too emotionally fucked up to even be capable of feeling that way. And she says she doesn't want that, but then she turns around and...well, apparently you already know.

[But really, he's to be blamed too. He didn't really object to secretly meeting with her like starcrossed lovers when he decided to run off and refuse to speak to anyone else, for example.]

If I suddenly stopped associating with her things would get much, much worse for her.

You sound far too much like that one gray kid. And both of you are wasting your seemingly endless breath.

On thinking of apping to a new game; Canon is Johnny the Homicidal Maniac

cant never not tag your johnny posts oops

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