on apping to exitvoid

[runsaway]

So...you want me to camp out in a dystopian city that's currently mixing Al Capone with Cthulhu?

Yeah. That sounds like a great idea.

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whoops

[ofletters]

Could be worse.

you're not sorry at all

[runsaway]

I'm not ready to knock on wood just yet.

[ Dude, your hair. ]

you're right, i'm absolutely not

[ofletters]

Good thing you're not superstitious.

[ one day son, all this will be yours ]

you can't lie to me

[runsaway]

[ Is it possible to be slightly annoyed at yourself?

Except it's never been so...you know. Weird. ]

Right.

I didn't realize I get so funny.

[ No where are the shears. ]

I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT

[ofletters]

I think you've always been funny. [ untrue but whatever

and don't even think about it, shorty ]

... Jeez, you look like you're twelve.

EXCEPT CUT YOUR HAIR APPARENTLY

[runsaway]

[ Wow, excuse you.

Excuse me.

Whatever! ]

...Look who's talking.

I CHOOSE NOT TO

[ofletters]

Definitely not twelve.

[criminallyinsane]

[Dude. You look even preppier minus a few years.

Never mind that you're almost exactly her age, now. She's just going to watch you. Uneasily]

Cathuwhat?

[runsaway]

Cthulhu.

[ Let's correct her pronunciation first because it was pretty damn awful. ]

It's a monster in a series of short stories depicting cosmic horrors by the writer H.P. Lovecraft. The kind that lie in the subconscious of humanity bent on destroying it some day, a cult following it, the whole nine yards.

[criminallyinsane]

[So the professor thing wasn't a new development. Good to know] Uh huh. Big bad, looking to bring on the apocalypse. Been there...done that...

[.....a pause, her brow furrowing] never got a t-shirt, though.

[...ah well. She shrugs]

And this particular one's different from the rest....how?

[runsaway]

Nothing about...spending eons hibernating in the ocean to bring some sort of unspeakable horror into the universe bothers you? Okay.

[ She sounds like a fun date. ]

As far as I understand, he's not really a cosmic entity you can just knife and call it good.

[criminallyinsane]

Sounds kinda boring, actually.

[....]

Never really thought you could have less of a sense of humor.

[runsaway]

Right. Because the end of the world is hilarious. Just let me catch my breath.

[dust_of_life]

Joining us on the hell campus, huh?

Well, you're cuter than your brother. I could live with the view.

[runsaway]

[ Okay, there's a laugh at that. ]

Uh--yeah, it sounds like it.

[dust_of_life]

Oh, and he's shy too.

[runsaway]

[ Maybe a bit. ]

You don't sound too distressed for hanging out on, what's it, "Hell Campus"?

[dust_of_life]

Oh, it totally sucks. But home sucks too. So I guess I'm just about breaking even.

At least there aren't a lot of vampires. Always a plus.

[runsaway]

No vampires. Right, that's generally a good thing.

[ Except for the fact he knows how to deal with those. Oh well. One can..always learn something new, right? ]

[breakablegirl]

God, tell me about it. This one's starting on an application already and she's really not using any part of her brain that notices how I feel at all.

[runsaway]

That seems to be a running theme. [ A beat. ] Are we talking about the same place?

[breakablegirl]

I don't think so. [A sigh.] She's got her eyes on a place that exists on the back of a turtle. [:||| A turtle.]

[runsaway]

...What. You mean like in the myth?

[breakablegirl]

Exactly like in the myth. Pretty sure the Iroquois didn't account for it actually being an alternate world where people are kidnapped to, though.

[runsaway]

Well...there's a Hindu version where the world actually exists as is inside a turtle.

[ That's not the point, Sam. But he has to make it anyway. ]