58 - Phone

[ceasetoexist]

I lived through it. All of it.

I guess when I first got here I would have said that to brag, but now I guess I want to say....I dunno. That if that's their worst? It can still be beaten.

God. I don't know. I suck at being all "blah blah hope blah blah it'll be fine" since it's usually bullcrap. But I guess I'm just saying. What happened sucked, but it's not like...the most hopeless thing ever.

They're scared. That's what I think. It's why they went this far. I dunno if we're on to something but we must have done something right to make them do something that drastic.

Because you know what I think? They're demanding we be thankful? They need us to. I don't know why yet, but it's necessary for whatever system they've got going on. Think about it. The demand for conformity, the droning to what's desired if we don't. They need us to be here and act a specific way, because if we don't....well, I dunno. I think that it's that if we exist here for long enough, not doing what they want? We compromise their system. They need us to behave a certain way or something doesn't stick, or the stability of this place'll start going off, or something.

That's what I think.

Hey. Idiots. And I'm pretty sure you know which ones I'm talking to? Not that I care or anything, but call me if you can, y'know, manage to use the phone.

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

It did.

[But he doesn't sound very bitter about it. There's a lot he discovered, just going through all three days. A lot he discovered at the end of everything on the last day, too. But he isn't opening up about that.]




You'll be okay.

[echidna]

Mm, yeah. [ She's quiet for a moment, and when she speaks again there's a bit of cheeriness to her voice, however forced. ] At least I've got some nice things to look forward to.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah? What's that?

[echidna]

It's my birthday on Thursday. [ Best birthday ever right. ] And even better, two of my friends' birthdays are right after it.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Huh.

Well. Happy birthday and all that jazz.

[It's not the nicest way of putting it, but he doesn't sound aggressive, or patronizing. He means it.]

[echidna]

Oh, hehe, thanks. I don't know if I'll do anything for mine, but I wanted to have a party for my friends.

You should come.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

No way. Parties are totally lame.

[echidna]

Not my parties!

[ Not that she's ever thrown a party before, but she may or may not be taking that as a challenge. ]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Okay. Then I will hold your parties as the means to judge all others. If it's a good one? I'll come to all the rest.

If it sucks, I won't come to any others and you can't bug me to. Deal?

[echidna]

That sounds fair. [ Although she still sounds impossibly tired, there's a genuine cheerfulness to her voice. ] I hope you're ready to eat your words.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah well I am pretty hungry.

...Crap that kind of backfired.

[echidna]

[ Giggling. ]

Sounds like you're a little off your game.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Hey I think we can both say we're a little out of it, especially when I opened up with that crap about hope.

Maybe I'm sick or something, I dunno.

[echidna]

Maybe? I would say definitely, one hundred percent.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Eh. Better go see a doctor then.

Man.

I hate the doctor.

[echidna]

You should see the Doctor then, he's great!

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

I...what?

What kind of logic is that? I just told you I don't like the doctor, and you tell me the doctor is great? Yeah, gonna need more to convince me of that.