acid rain.

i care what you think.

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slakcul replied to your post

hello? hello?

i see you’ve noticed me tamping the dirt with my face

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why did a porn blog follow me i

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So, no one’s died yet. I’m glad to see none of you are weak enough to fall for it.

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im pussy

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Well, if we’re introducing ourselves, I will too! Ahem.

My name is Murakami Akeno, SHSL Philosopher, and I enjoy long walks on the beach, boys, and talking about the inevitability of death.  

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( she’s shocked from the sudden response, apparently remembering she wasn’t alone. )

n-no! please, d-don’t– don’t come any closer! just– just leave me alone…

( she’s hugging herself, now, backing away a bit and hunched into herself. )

i-i don’t know who you are… d-don’t hurt me, please…

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calm down, please. i am not trying to hurt you. you’re going to be fine.

[ he doesn’t take a step closer, listening to her demands. ]

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E-EH?!

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Because it’s just so funny! I know you said the guns were real, but how would you know that? I’ve never seen a gun before in my life, so I’ve got no idea… Plus, it’s a park! The air is light! The mood is light! Everything here is so peaceful. Say, you wanna go ride a [ her voice cracks ] roller coaster or something? 

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no, those are definitely real. i’ve seen--

[ he remembers how her voice cracked, and decides to abandon the topic. ]

actually, you’re right. they probably aren’t. everyone’s just freaking out because of the bad joke, is all. hm... i don’t think we’ll be able to go any rides just yet, though. the bear is still keeping up his “shtick”.

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k-kill someone?? oh, no… no, no, no… i-i can’t kill someone! i can’t! i-i-i won’t!

this can’t be real, it can’t! pl-please, th-this isn’t funny, if it’s a joke, i…

( she starts to sob weakly, hand over her mouth, body shaking. )

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... there’s no need to cry, little one. you will be relatively safe, unless someone is truly weak enough to cave into killing.

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The rat said that we’d at least have corndogs! That’s gotta mean something, right?

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True. I suppose that means there’s a food court; Ah, you are... Surprisingly cheery for the situation that is upon us.

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Those guns... Are very real. This is not a joke.

Amusing. I see. Will we have shelter? Will we have access to food? I assume that we either do not have our phones or the signal is cut off.