text; (open to action)

[writtendestiny]

[Poison spends a long while fidgeting with her phone, walking the borders of Carlisle's garden (but not going inside, not while he isn't there). Eventually, she sits down near one of the corners, cross-legged on a low, flat rock, and taps out a simple yet heavily weighted message.]

Do you believe in Fate?

Comments

[toiletseat_girl]

Sounds like you can make one hell of a case for it in your world, yeah.
Here's another thing.
It would be nice to believe that we're all here for a purpose.
I can't figure out what it would be, though.

[writtendestiny]

People don't always get to know it. Or some do, but they don't see it even when it's right in front of them. Would it make things better, if you knew there was a meaning behind it?

[toiletseat_girl]

Yes, actually.
Who wants to die for nothing?

[writtendestiny]

Good point. I suppose no one wants to die for nothing.

[toiletseat_girl]

Exactly.
I sure didn't.

[writtendestiny]

I've died three times. It doesn't get easier after the first time. I'm sorry.

[toiletseat_girl]

Three times?
Holy shit.
I'm sorry.

[writtendestiny]

It's alright.
The place I was before, it was like this one. They brought us back.

[toiletseat_girl]

Really?
Whoever ran that place must've been even shittier than the gods.
I've never heard of anyone dying three times here.

[writtendestiny]

It was different there. They needed us to die.

[toiletseat_girl]

[there is a brief pause in replies]
Holy fucking shit.
That's crazy.
Not to mention fucking sadistic.

[writtendestiny]

They said they were trying to stop the end of their world. It wasn't too much of a comfort to us. We weren't just killed, we were tortured. I think that's worse.

I have to try and believe there was a meaning behind it all. Even if I can't see it now.

[toiletseat_girl]

[and another pause in replies]
And there was literally no other way they could do that other than killing and torturing people?
Either they were fucking crazy or they had shit for imaginations.
Of course you'd wanna find a reason for it.
[and shit, shit, George is shit at comforting people and she knows it. how to put this?]
How long ago did it happen?
Maybe it'll make sense in time.

[writtendestiny]

It's difficult to explain. There was something under the earth. A monster. It needed us to die in certain ways... like sacrifices. I don't know how they lived with themselves. Some of them couldn't.

I've been here a few months. This was before then. I was there for more than two years.

(cw: suicide mention)

[toiletseat_girl]

Jesus.
As much as I don't like the stupid gods, at least they don't go that far.
Did the ones who couldn't live with themselves do something about it?
[and another pause]
Two whole years of that?
That's bullshit.

[writtendestiny]

They joined us.

Yes, two years. This place is a haven in comparison.

(cw: death, torture)

[toiletseat_girl]

And got killed and tortured, too?
If they did, that's pretty damn brave.
I can see how it would be.
Brain-fucks suck, but it's better than being killed or tortured.

[writtendestiny]

They'd mess with our heads too. To get us to hurt each other, or ourselves. Sometimes we'd just end up dead. It didn't matter, so long as we died.

1/2

[toiletseat_girl]

2/2

[toiletseat_girl]

That. Is. Bullshit.

[writtendestiny]

It wasn't to them, and it wasn't to everyone who suffered through it.

[toiletseat_girl]

No, no, of course not.
It's awful that they did all that stuff to you guys, that's all.

[writtendestiny]

Yes, well...
It's over now. At least, for me.

[toiletseat_girl]

And you have the chance to build a new life.
My name's George, by the way.
And I'm willing to help, even if it's just being someone you feel safe bitching to.

[writtendestiny]

I'm Poison.
That's kind of you. I'll remember.