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databreacher replied to your post: Telepaths don’t get along with me, unanimously.
Stereotypes hurt, Loki.
How would you feel about being pranked inside your own head? And then also not being able to use your powers on me normally? How would that make you feel? To get rick rolled inside your own brain and not be able to do anything about it? Would it feel good?
Yeah
databreacher replied to your post: Who can I bother today? I definitely need to ruin...
Does ‘capitalism’ count?
Rotten eggs in the vents of every building on Wall Street.
databreacher replied to your post: I can’t be roasted I’m literally on fire.
Anyone can be roasted.
I’m on fire, Literally.
Tommy's system was still in overdrive from the week without his powers. Each message took a lifetime to come, dread and choking fear dragging lifetimes into eternities. The second David said lab, he was checking every one he could think of. When he gave a name, Tommy was there. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, but David's form played on the ground, a halo of blood blooming from his half-severed head wasn't it. The sword was forced into the tile, standing up and too familiar. White noise rushed in his ears as he dropped beside Nate and fumbled to tell Ash not to come. Nate asked if he should come. Tommy told him not to. That he needed to bring David home himself. His hands were shaking, so he dropped his phone and curled over David instead. The white noise grew into a roar in his ears, blacking out everything else. A hand touched his arm and he jerked, looking up, but his field of vision was gone for a second before it was back. He was alone, sitting up with David's hand in his. A scream echoed in his ears and he registered that Ash had found them. When Nate knelt beside him and shook him out of his stupor again, Tommy looked at David again to remind himself why he'd told him not to come in the first place. David's face was tipped a little towards him, the wound open and decisive, shining with blood. Something was gone, but he couldn't remember what it was. And David was dead.
David: U would know haaaha
It sent chills down his spine. Those were not words you wanted to hear from a dying man- especially not when your entire job is based around knowing things, and this is one of the few you don’t know. Nate didn’t know where David had went tonight. He didn’t know which lab he was referring to. But the anxious knot in his gut told him that he was going to regret this lack of information.
Slacking. God, he had to stop slacking.
More frantic buzzing. Goodbyes and pleas for them to stop. Nate felt he should just leave them to their conversation for a bit. This wasn’t for him. Still, he watched it scroll, a passive observer whose growing panic barely let him stay passive. If he would have known, he could have stopped this. Always the mantra. Would have, could have, should have. Didn’t.
Tommy: Come bring us home
At least he could still do that. Not that it counted for much.
databreacher replied to your post:well thats fucking horrifying
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that dude
