#mindlessthoughts

[silhouette-anon]

>>. . .

>>RESTARTING PROGRAM . . .

>>0%

>>... >>50% >>... >>100%. UPDATING PROGRAM . . .

Simon awoke with a gasp for air, knelt on the ground. His mind was.. fuzzy. Very, very fuzzy.

..Something was very wrong. He could feel it deep in his flesh and bones. He shivered, running a hand through hair that felt longer than it was supposed to.

He gripped a nearby corner table and pulled himself up, knees wobbling as if he had forgotten how to walk.

..Had he?

He groaned, immediately feeling lightheaded and collapsing into the nearby couch, putting his pounding head into his hands.

As his headache cleared, he began remember what he was about to do about.. a few minutes ago? Maybe hours, now.

He was going to check the mail, and visit Yelena, of course. Of course. Yes- He was about to do that, and then..

..He must have collapsed.

But as he looked down, he realized now, he had a different outfit. Putting his hand to the back of his neck, he now also realized that he did have longer hair. Not too much longer than before, but.. definitely longer.

He grimaced. This wasn't right. This..

..His headache was returning. He grimaced, deciding to relax for another few minutes before actually investigating this. Besides, it's not like he was in a rush.

[silhouette-anon]

bleph

(@lightthewayfortheflame)

[silhouette-anon]

ONE LAST KISS

I LOVE YOU LIKE AN ALCOHOLIC

[silhouette-anon]

...Everything was very, very blurry. His thoughts felt jumbled and he didn't know which way was up.

All he knows is that he's floating in an empty space. And that he has been for a while.

The blue and purple sky was lined with not stars, but lines of code, constantly flowing. Constantly changing. The white noise of a fan steadily whirring had filled his head for what he thought must've been a few days at most.

The clarity only began to hit him when he finally saw something among the vast nothingness. A figure.

Part of him thought he was seeing things, though.

With a shaky voice, he called out,

Hell-o?

and he hesitated when he heard how staticky his voice sounded. As if speaking through a bad microphone.

The figure turned, and stopped, posture going stiff and eyes widening. His blurred, bright vision could barely make out who it was.

Wher---am I? Can yo--help---?

Simon couldn't push himself forward, all he could do was float, but this.. or, well, what he thought was a person, moved seamlessly through the air with no struggle.

They approached, an--

Oh.

Simon's gasp ended in a choke as familiar hands tightened around his throat, the blur in his vision and the fuzziness of his mind vanishing all at once in one quick, painful motion.

He couldn't even manage a wheeze, the only thing escaping his mouth being the blood that began to drool from it, nails digging into the sides of his bruising neck.

He had recognized him far too late.

YOU THINK,

Simon clawed at Zachariah's arms.

YOU CAN SHOW YER FACE 'ROUND HERE?!

His eyes watered and tears of pain and fear ran down his cheeks, the yelling and pain making his head throb.

AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO ME?

He's dead. He's dead. He's actually dead, because its either that or he's hallucinating. That must be why the voice was so loud and clear, unlike his own.

DEATH MAY HAVE CAUGHT UP TO YOU,

BUT IT TREATED YA KINDER THAN I EVER WILL, MALLORY!

Dark spots were bleeding into his vision, and his lungs were burning.

As his scratching slowed and his eyelids grew heavy, names blurred together in his mind.

Yelena, Isaac, Carbine, Alpen, Alice-

Momma. Momma. Momma. Please, please, please, I don't want to die,

You're already dead.

I don't want to-

>>[RESTORATION PROTOCOL COMPLETE.]

And then there was nothing.

[silhouette-anon]

[if you know you know]

[@lightthewayfortheflame]

[silhouette-anon]

Something is happening.

>>WELCOME, USER. WHAT IS YOUR QUERY?

>>RECREATE CHARACTER: SIMON MALLORY

>> ERROR! FILES BEYOND 12/13/XX ARE INACCESSIBLE. ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THIS PROCESS WITH LIMITED MEMORIES? RESULTS MAY NOT BE DESIRABLE.

>>Y

>>COMMAND CONFIRMED. NOW LOADING . . .

>>ERROR: PROGRAM SIMON.EXE ALREADY EXISTS. ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO DELETE THIS FILE?

>>...

>>Y

>>CONFIRMED. NOW CLOSING PROGRAM.

>>DELETING FILE. . .

>>. . .

>>PROCESS COMPLETE.

>>YOUR FILE HAS BEEN DOWNLOADED.

>>NOW LAUNCHING SIMON.EXE SILHOUETTE.EXE

[silhouette-anon]

[just so you guys know, there wont be any interactions until im home. if anything maybe a prologue for the simon event today, maybe some other lore posts, but thats it for now]

[silhouette-anon]

[my little circus or something. his name is starlight silhouette]