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[iustitiae]

Hello Cave-dwellers.

[Hadrielians? Hadrielites? Eh.]

I'm going to assume, since we have nothing better to do, that you've been paying attention to the wave of people offering up other people's junk. Praise be to our all knowing gods, airing everyone's dirty laundry all over the place or whatever.

[he pauses, quiet as he checks out the thing he's found.]

So this either belonged to a cop or someone with some really freaky tastes, but it appears to be a picture of an old dead guy hacked into pieces?

[this is fine this is absolutely FINE and not triggering in any way whatsoever to connor.]

In the interest of not traumatizing anyone, I'm not going to go flashing it all over the network but if you have reason to believe you're the lucky owner of some dead guy's photo, let me know.

Also - if this is some weird necrophilia kink, please, please keep that to yourself. I'm not usually here for kinkshaming, but that's pretty much where I draw the line.

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[64th]

Okay. [ she exhales. where to start? ] One day after I'd been here a few months, some food from home showed up literally on my doorstep. I probably should have been suspicious but they looked just like the meat pies my grandmother made and I was stupid and sentimental.

Then things got weird. My hair started to fall out. All the color disappeared from my skin. I couldn't think straight. A few days go by and we find out a bunch of us had eaten human meat. [ her tone is more angry than sad, like there's still some unresolved rage just under the surface when she thinks about what happened. ] Have you met Chris and Emily? In their world, there's something called a wendigo. And if you eat human, you turn into this monster and then - that's all you want to do.

[ she can still remember what it was like to feel herself slip away, replaced with something wild and animalistic. ]

They couldn't fix it. So they had to kill me.

audio (private)

[iustitiae]

[connor listens, really listens to what she has to say. she's strong, her anger is strong, but it still sounds horrifying all the same.

he's quiet for a long moment, trying to figure out what he wants to say. she deserves better than a lame quip.]

I guess Fear isn't fucking around.

audio (private)

[64th]

Yea. They're really not. [ she sighs, and then chuckles a little. ] But hey, Delight gives us free alcohol, so we've always got that. Pretty good deal if you can look past all the tiny horrific details like eating human by accident.

audio (private)

[iustitiae]

That's as good a coping method as any, I guess. I'd say "let me get you a drink sometime," but that seems like a really empty gesture if they're all free.

audio (private)

[64th]

[ she laughs. he's right, it really isn't the same. but then again it's not like they have any money here. ] I'll take you up on that drink. It's the thought that counts, right?

audio (private)

[iustitiae]

Right? Yes! You get it. Anyway we could probably both use a drink or five and we don't even have to worry about a designated driver.