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[deadwifedeer]

✨️ roadkill dreams

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[ohdeer-sodeer]

whats yyour job like

Well, it's, ah, a unique experience, I'll give it that.

[The words would seem neutral, if they didn't taper into a choked quiver. Coalescing smoke of a groan rose in Hong Lu's throat, a rough hum beginning to buzz in frustration until it's swallowed with a grunt.]

... R. Corp is all about deals in war, combat, that type of thing. Us Reindeers in particular get these antlers to charge our weapons.

[A hand comes up to gesture at the orange, faintly hissing antlers protruding from his head.]

They bore into the skull and crackle at the brain, and that energy comes out of a staff.

[Hong Lu takes a deep, tremoring breath, the camera dipping. Perhaps they set it down on their lap.]

I should be used to it now. Most of the extermination is manageable, and even the Hatchery stopped being novel after seeing my own faces struggling for survival the umpteenth time, but the antlers are- they make everything so much harder to just... Take in stride.

[ohdeer-sodeer]

hello!!!!

(hands you a water bottle)

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[The water bottles bloom from nowhere, surrounding Hong Lu, who flickers from protesting confusion to perplexed defeat within a few seconds.]

... Ha ha. Thank you. I'll have to find a place to put these once I can think clearly. Haven't been drinking enough.

[Shakily, he moves to uncap a bottle, fingers fumbling until it tips into his mouth. He would've crinkled the plastic down too while gulping down the water, but that noise would only itch his brain the wrong way. The bottle empties between short breaths.]

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Cyanide (never tasted so good)

Well I never lost my mind

I finally found it and i'm fine

Let the thoughts pour out my head

It's coming down to this

Pull the curtains and the blinds

So I can open up my eyes

Let the world know 

That this is what it's like when you give up

But I can't give up

I don't need pen or paper 

To tell you who i am or where i've been

I should know now

you're my best friend 

You should know now 

I was your best

I would call if you would answer

I would stay if you swear that you wouldn't leave

I should know now

You're my best friend

You should know

I was your best

I think I lost it all

My head has taken a fall that can't be fixed

I'm not going to walk just yet

no, you'll have to carry me out alive

That this is what it's like when you give up

But I can't give up

I don't need pen or paper 

To tell you who i am or where i've been

I should know now

you're my best friend 

You should know now 

I was your best

I would call if you would answer

I would stay if you swear that you wouldn't leave

I should know now

You're my best friend

You should know

I was your best

I've got a knack for letting this go to my head

For letting this go to waste

I'm fine i'm feeling better how about that

Your prescription been refilled 

How about that now

That this is what it's like when you give up

No I won't give up

I don't need pen or paper 

To tell you who I am or where i've been

I should know now

you're my best friend 

You should know now 

I was your best

I would call if you would answer

I would stay if you swear that you wouldn't leave

I should know now

You're my best friend

You should know

I was your best friend