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deercountry2023-03-07 11:28 pm
wrenchedup) wrote in deercountry2023-03-07 11:28 pm
[ Vibrant LED X's blink a few times before the body they were attached to made an attempt to get up from wherever he was. It was hard to think. Hard to feel, too, but he kind of remembered being a squid? He moved slow. Didn't fully comprehend what he was doing. DID know one thing. No, he knew a few things. 1. pretty sure he was naked. And there was some kind of, uh. Hm. How to put it? Stuff on him. Which begs to question what exactly went down when he was in squid mode but you know. Ask no questions or whatever. ]
[ Alsoβ no, wait. Was he high? Yeeeeesss. That was what this was. He has got to be high. Its important to note that while all this was happening in Wrench's head, he did manage to get somewhere. On his back. Now he was naked and on his back, staring at... whatever. At some point he was pretty sure he laughed about the situation. Just how unreal it all is. But he couldn't place why it was because it felt, at the same time, right. ]
[ Very slowly, Wrench's body sat up. Messy and disoriented, he brought his attention out into the waters with a sort ofβ it was hard to place the emotion, but the LED's seemed to think <3_<3 was appropriate. An ink-splashed hand idly went to shedding off some of the goop coating his body as a whimsical sigh left him, counter to the "ewww" that also left him. His voice, slightly mechanical sounding, airily postulated to no one in particular: ] this has got to be the weirdest shit I have ever hallucinated.
[ It was strange, and it was gross, and his brain felt fuzzy but the weirdest part of it all was the calm. The Wrench was NOT a calm person, non-person, or otherwise unspecified sentience. And yet. It was... nice. Yeah. Yeah, it was really nice. Belonging and okayness. Weird. And he wasn't sure when it was exactly that he was given some kind of robe, and some kind of welcome, by someone? But Wrench continued to sit there with this robe lumped in his lap cause he hasn't fully figured out how to use his arms properly yet outside of slapping off some goop all haphazardly.
Oh. Someone was approaching? He looked up. You know, eventually. ] Hey, Uh. So if I need to get un... gooped, is that water a good way to do it or like is that the reason I'm gooped in the first place?
[ Alsoβ no, wait. Was he high? Yeeeeesss. That was what this was. He has got to be high. Its important to note that while all this was happening in Wrench's head, he did manage to get somewhere. On his back. Now he was naked and on his back, staring at... whatever. At some point he was pretty sure he laughed about the situation. Just how unreal it all is. But he couldn't place why it was because it felt, at the same time, right. ]
[ Very slowly, Wrench's body sat up. Messy and disoriented, he brought his attention out into the waters with a sort ofβ it was hard to place the emotion, but the LED's seemed to think <3_<3 was appropriate. An ink-splashed hand idly went to shedding off some of the goop coating his body as a whimsical sigh left him, counter to the "ewww" that also left him. His voice, slightly mechanical sounding, airily postulated to no one in particular: ] this has got to be the weirdest shit I have ever hallucinated.
[ It was strange, and it was gross, and his brain felt fuzzy but the weirdest part of it all was the calm. The Wrench was NOT a calm person, non-person, or otherwise unspecified sentience. And yet. It was... nice. Yeah. Yeah, it was really nice. Belonging and okayness. Weird. And he wasn't sure when it was exactly that he was given some kind of robe, and some kind of welcome, by someone? But Wrench continued to sit there with this robe lumped in his lap cause he hasn't fully figured out how to use his arms properly yet outside of slapping off some goop all haphazardly.
Oh. Someone was approaching? He looked up. You know, eventually. ] Hey, Uh. So if I need to get un... gooped, is that water a good way to do it or like is that the reason I'm gooped in the first place?
Edited 2023-03-08 17:40 (UTC)
[ The new arrivals are always in a bit of a daze. Some shuffle across the black sands with a glaze in their eyes, while others just wait the confusion out as they try to remember how their hands and legs, and bodies work. One man catches her attention β is that a... robot? It wouldn't be the first android to wash up on these shores but it sure as hell was the first one she's seen with a humanoid body and a metal head.
With her hand stuffed into her pockets, she approaches slowly, in an attempt to appear non-threatening despite the gun on her left hip, the knife on the right, and the compact spear on her back. ] You're goopy because you just unsquidded. It's wild the first time around. But, yeah, if you're cool with the cold water, you can splash around in it to clean up. [ Easy-going. Light. ] Is your, uh... [ She taps at her own head for emphasis ] head okay with water?
With her hand stuffed into her pockets, she approaches slowly, in an attempt to appear non-threatening despite the gun on her left hip, the knife on the right, and the compact spear on her back. ] You're goopy because you just unsquidded. It's wild the first time around. But, yeah, if you're cool with the cold water, you can splash around in it to clean up. [ Easy-going. Light. ] Is your, uh... [ She taps at her own head for emphasis ] head okay with water?
[ Blink. Blink.
?_?
Give him a moment. Noticing the weapons. Oddly not that worried about them. Noticing other people around them. Still loading response to her head tapping, standby. ] Ooooooh, this. yeah. [ He pointed at his own face. Offered absolutely no confirmation or denial about anything. sentence just dead ass stops there. ]
[ Riiiiight. Yeah, it was probably weird to see some skinny, pasty ass white guy splashed with various tattoos that had no real rhythm or reason to them and then... his head. Which, if someone looked closer, could easily be determined as a mask (probably). Having a hoodie made it blend a little more. Then again, who said androids couldn't have greying platinum blond hair? ]
[ Truth was, Wrench didn't realize he had it or remember why he had it until just this very moment and it wasn't fully clear to him yet but he was getting a bit of a picture. Vague memories. Apparently this world knew its importance though so that was nice. Unknown panic would have been a real bummer. Anyway, speaking of that mask. It seemed about as lively as he was. ] Wild's a word for it. Oh, yeah itsβ [ Wait. He doesn't know if its okay. It is, of course it is, he built it. But he doesn't remember that right now. ] pppprobably fine? Only one way to find out, right?
[ ahahaha WHY IS HE ANXIOUS ABOUT THIS. ] oh, uh. do you mind? I don't really care, but you know. everyone's got their own 'okay with nudity' levels. uh, i think. [ sounded right, right? like something a decent person would say ]
?_?
Give him a moment. Noticing the weapons. Oddly not that worried about them. Noticing other people around them. Still loading response to her head tapping, standby. ] Ooooooh, this. yeah. [ He pointed at his own face. Offered absolutely no confirmation or denial about anything. sentence just dead ass stops there. ]
[ Riiiiight. Yeah, it was probably weird to see some skinny, pasty ass white guy splashed with various tattoos that had no real rhythm or reason to them and then... his head. Which, if someone looked closer, could easily be determined as a mask (probably). Having a hoodie made it blend a little more. Then again, who said androids couldn't have greying platinum blond hair? ]
[ Truth was, Wrench didn't realize he had it or remember why he had it until just this very moment and it wasn't fully clear to him yet but he was getting a bit of a picture. Vague memories. Apparently this world knew its importance though so that was nice. Unknown panic would have been a real bummer. Anyway, speaking of that mask. It seemed about as lively as he was. ] Wild's a word for it. Oh, yeah itsβ [ Wait. He doesn't know if its okay. It is, of course it is, he built it. But he doesn't remember that right now. ] pppprobably fine? Only one way to find out, right?
[ ahahaha WHY IS HE ANXIOUS ABOUT THIS. ] oh, uh. do you mind? I don't really care, but you know. everyone's got their own 'okay with nudity' levels. uh, i think. [ sounded right, right? like something a decent person would say ]
[ It doesn't even click that it might be a mask; that there's something off about it. This was Trench. Nothing was ever normal here. Androids. People. You never knew what you would get.
At the question, she raises both hands in a very 'say no more' gesture and immediately turns her back to him. ]
I'm, uh, pretty cool with nudity. You kinda get used to it after the first few months here. We all wash up butt-ass naked. [ And she was out here every month, watching and waiting. One day, the people she loves might appear and she was going to be ready for that. ]
At the question, she raises both hands in a very 'say no more' gesture and immediately turns her back to him. ]
I'm, uh, pretty cool with nudity. You kinda get used to it after the first few months here. We all wash up butt-ass naked. [ And she was out here every month, watching and waiting. One day, the people she loves might appear and she was going to be ready for that. ]
[ Wrench haphazardly lifted an arm to the back of his head and offered a laugh. Oh, right. Goop. Immediate regret.] Oh, yeah. Guess I didn't notice that buuuut now that you mention it... there are a lot of butts out here. [ Eh, whatever. He's been to burning man. Anyway, he pulled himself up to a squat andβ just. Give him a moment to. You know. Prepare himself. Could wait until he found a shower but wasn't super into the whole being goopy until then. Punk stink he could deal with. Squid goop less so. A little anxious, but okay!! Here went nothing.
Aaand... he's in with little to no issue with the presumably cold water.] Hey, uh.[ Damn, didn't get her name. ] Person? [ That works. ] You said this water was suppose to be cold?
[ Side note: mask is fine in water. whew. ]
Aaand... he's in with little to no issue with the presumably cold water.] Hey, uh.[ Damn, didn't get her name. ] Person? [ That works. ] You said this water was suppose to be cold?
[ Side note: mask is fine in water. whew. ]
[ Sleeper arrival was always all butts all the time. You gotta just get used to it or never stop by to help arrivals, which was often looked down upon by Trenchies. Still, when he calls her, she turns her head slightly, though not enough to look at him. ]
Name's Sharon Da Silva and, uh... Well, you might be a Coldblood then. [ Oh. Shit. This means he probably doesn't know. ] I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you that, uh, everyone that arrives here is changed. Not only is your true form a squid but, uh, we all get different blood types. Coldbloods, which is what I am, don't feel temperature like the other blood types, among other, kinda more awesome things.
Name's Sharon Da Silva and, uh... Well, you might be a Coldblood then. [ Oh. Shit. This means he probably doesn't know. ] I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you that, uh, everyone that arrives here is changed. Not only is your true form a squid but, uh, we all get different blood types. Coldbloods, which is what I am, don't feel temperature like the other blood types, among other, kinda more awesome things.
( There's more than one zonked-out person to be found on the black shores, but in Peter's case, he doesn't even have Squid Transformations to blame. It's more that this is something of a frequent occurrence for him β wandering in some fever dream fugue state, waking up hours later with no memory of how he got somewhere. Who even knows how long he's been here, long legs splayed in the sand, wide eyes staring out into the ocean, not really seeing anything at all.
Such spooky behaviours kiiiind of come with the territory when one's mind is both metaphorically and literally riddled with demons. Every once in awhile, the young man's tongue brushes the roof of his mouth, giving an eerie, clipped, cluck-sound.
But suddenly he's awake, he's Peter again, confused and a little afraid, blinking as he manages to pick himself up. He's a six-foot-tall bundle of anxiety, looking around like he's five seconds away from danger at any given moment, eyes rimmed in dark circles like bruises. Does he ever sleep? Doesn't look like it!
He starts trudging back, worn Converse sneakers moving awkwardly through the sand, when he notices someone else in the sand some distance away. And as Peter starts remembering that his name is Peter, he also realises that he recognises this kind of sight. New Sleeper, fresh out the sea, hasn't even gotten their robe on yet. He's heading that way before he can really think about it, even though it's cautiously, and even though he's looking down at the person nervously. A state which only increases as he takes in some surface details of the guy β is that a mask? Kinda creepy. (Peter you of all people can not say anything about other people being creepy; you're a walking horror movie.) )
Oh. Uhβ no, you can use the water to get... ungooped. ( He nods, glancing to the dark water nudging up and down the shoreline in a lazy movement. But there's a concern, one Peter remembers all too well. )
Can you.... move, yet? ( As if to demonstrate, he lifts his arms slightly in the air, wiggles his fingers a little. It took forever for him to be able to do that much, much less stand up. )
Such spooky behaviours kiiiind of come with the territory when one's mind is both metaphorically and literally riddled with demons. Every once in awhile, the young man's tongue brushes the roof of his mouth, giving an eerie, clipped, cluck-sound.
But suddenly he's awake, he's Peter again, confused and a little afraid, blinking as he manages to pick himself up. He's a six-foot-tall bundle of anxiety, looking around like he's five seconds away from danger at any given moment, eyes rimmed in dark circles like bruises. Does he ever sleep? Doesn't look like it!
He starts trudging back, worn Converse sneakers moving awkwardly through the sand, when he notices someone else in the sand some distance away. And as Peter starts remembering that his name is Peter, he also realises that he recognises this kind of sight. New Sleeper, fresh out the sea, hasn't even gotten their robe on yet. He's heading that way before he can really think about it, even though it's cautiously, and even though he's looking down at the person nervously. A state which only increases as he takes in some surface details of the guy β is that a mask? Kinda creepy. (Peter you of all people can not say anything about other people being creepy; you're a walking horror movie.) )
Oh. Uhβ no, you can use the water to get... ungooped. ( He nods, glancing to the dark water nudging up and down the shoreline in a lazy movement. But there's a concern, one Peter remembers all too well. )
Can you.... move, yet? ( As if to demonstrate, he lifts his arms slightly in the air, wiggles his fingers a little. It took forever for him to be able to do that much, much less stand up. )
[ Right. Right. This was a mask. He was starting to remember. Eyes peered over his shoulder toward her. She wasn't looking. Seemed like most other people were also still down for the count. A good time to wash this thing. ]
Huh! That's kind of cool. Tell me more about my bloodtype?
[ Quickly. Off it came, giving it a good scrub. Moments later, with a release of breath he didn't even realize he was holding, Wrench fit the mask back on and headed out. Oh, robe! Right. Not naked anymore. ] Hey, thanks for helping me by the way. [ He walked up to her. LEDs flashing a friendly emoji. ] Name's Wrench.
Huh! That's kind of cool. Tell me more about my bloodtype?
[ Quickly. Off it came, giving it a good scrub. Moments later, with a release of breath he didn't even realize he was holding, Wrench fit the mask back on and headed out. Oh, robe! Right. Not naked anymore. ] Hey, thanks for helping me by the way. [ He walked up to her. LEDs flashing a friendly emoji. ] Name's Wrench.
[ Those LED X's blinked as similarly to a person's blink. At some point they turned into ?_? when Peter came into view before flicking back to what seemed like "normal".
Something caught his attention. It's was the simple little signs; something a person intrinsically knew because they also experienced it and they could feel that in their bones even if their brain hadn't comprehended it yet. He knew desperate loss of sleep and painful amounts of anxiety. Oh boy did he ever. And it'll all click, eventually. Until then. ]
Iβ [ He'd somehow managed to sit up, but it had taken him awhile. Wasn't exactly sure how long that while was but here he was. Maybe it was subconscious more than active. Most of his movements since have been thoughtless and sloppy. Though his mind seemed to be sharpening and unfogging itself far quicker. Still had some work to do there, too. But it was in much better shape. ]
[ Wrench offered something of a laugh. ] Kind of? Sometimes feels like I'm not really moving. I uh, [ haha, shit's wild Peter. ] It's weird.
Something caught his attention. It's was the simple little signs; something a person intrinsically knew because they also experienced it and they could feel that in their bones even if their brain hadn't comprehended it yet. He knew desperate loss of sleep and painful amounts of anxiety. Oh boy did he ever. And it'll all click, eventually. Until then. ]
Iβ [ He'd somehow managed to sit up, but it had taken him awhile. Wasn't exactly sure how long that while was but here he was. Maybe it was subconscious more than active. Most of his movements since have been thoughtless and sloppy. Though his mind seemed to be sharpening and unfogging itself far quicker. Still had some work to do there, too. But it was in much better shape. ]
[ Wrench offered something of a laugh. ] Kind of? Sometimes feels like I'm not really moving. I uh, [ haha, shit's wild Peter. ] It's weird.
[ He approaches and she turns to face him, raising a brow at the LEDs flashing emojis. That's a neat way to emote. ] No problem, Wrench. It's what I'm here for. [ Partially. She mostly comes to the beach to watch for family to wash up but she helps out when she can. She's not as skilled as Welcomers but she does her best.
She motions for him to follow her, leading him towards the boardwalk that's always prepped and ready for the new arrivals, usually with stalls of hot food and drinks; little things to help someone who has just been fished out from the cold sea. As she walks, she pulls her knife from her hip and, before he can say anything, pricks her finger. The blood that pools is a brilliant shade of blue and crystallizes almost instantly. She raises the finger so he can get a good look at the blood orb. ]
We can handle just about any temperature. Our blood freezes the moment it's exposed, which means we never have to worry about bleeding out. And it gives us the ability to conjure shit like fire and ice and electricity, anything that can burn. [ To demonstrate, she opens her palm, and ball of fire forms. She keeps it perfectly spherical, the flames tightly contained and then extinguishes it. ]
Every month, though, we're affected by a blood effect. A few months back, I had no energy. I couldn't sleep enough and it was like that for all of us Coldbloods. This month, all I've wanted to do is touch people. Cuddling, holdings hands, all that touchy-feely shit. [ The face she makes indicates she's likely not a huge fan. ] Some months are worse than others.
She motions for him to follow her, leading him towards the boardwalk that's always prepped and ready for the new arrivals, usually with stalls of hot food and drinks; little things to help someone who has just been fished out from the cold sea. As she walks, she pulls her knife from her hip and, before he can say anything, pricks her finger. The blood that pools is a brilliant shade of blue and crystallizes almost instantly. She raises the finger so he can get a good look at the blood orb. ]
We can handle just about any temperature. Our blood freezes the moment it's exposed, which means we never have to worry about bleeding out. And it gives us the ability to conjure shit like fire and ice and electricity, anything that can burn. [ To demonstrate, she opens her palm, and ball of fire forms. She keeps it perfectly spherical, the flames tightly contained and then extinguishes it. ]
Every month, though, we're affected by a blood effect. A few months back, I had no energy. I couldn't sleep enough and it was like that for all of us Coldbloods. This month, all I've wanted to do is touch people. Cuddling, holdings hands, all that touchy-feely shit. [ The face she makes indicates she's likely not a huge fan. ] Some months are worse than others.
[ Okay. So, body is mostly functioning again. Mostly. He's still a little sloppy with his movements but its better by leaps and bounds. Mind is a bit foggy but only with memories. His thoughts were racing a thousand times per second as per usual. He gave her a nod and followed only to trip over some fucking bag. Normally a lot more nimble than that but here they were. Eh, he'll pick it up and try and find whoever it belonged to later. ]
Whoa! [ Blink Blink. Head cocked to examine it. ] That's AWESOME. My blood is also like that? [ Cool. Never bleeding out is always a good thing, dang. Funny how he didn't even question why that would need to be something one would find themselves concerned with. ]
[ Wait. His feet stopped. Waaaait Wait wait wait. Burn, like fire? OH MY GOD. He's feeling a lot of excitement and he's not sure why!! Hold on. Processing... aaaaaaaaand, there it is! A gasp of pure and unadulterated joy. ] Wait, hold onβ You mean I could have a sledgehammer AND it could be on fire?
[ DREAMS REALLY DO COME TRUE. That was a thing he wanted. Wasn't that a thing he wanted? There's a beach, not this beach, but a beach. Right? Sorry, Sharon. He probably looks like he's spacing out again after that outburst. Eyes filled with elipses for each one. There was a beach. ]
[ Hold on. Hooold on a moment, he's just going to. Look in this bag. Not sure why its just. Just bare with him hereβ You thought that last gasp was exuberant, just wait for this one! Through the moon. !_! oh my god. This bag belonged to him!! Wrench looked at the bag, at Sharon, at the bag again. Then, he reached in and out came, you guessed it, a sledgehammer. ] Lady Smash. I CAN have a sledgehammer on fire!
Whoa! [ Blink Blink. Head cocked to examine it. ] That's AWESOME. My blood is also like that? [ Cool. Never bleeding out is always a good thing, dang. Funny how he didn't even question why that would need to be something one would find themselves concerned with. ]
[ Wait. His feet stopped. Waaaait Wait wait wait. Burn, like fire? OH MY GOD. He's feeling a lot of excitement and he's not sure why!! Hold on. Processing... aaaaaaaaand, there it is! A gasp of pure and unadulterated joy. ] Wait, hold onβ You mean I could have a sledgehammer AND it could be on fire?
[ DREAMS REALLY DO COME TRUE. That was a thing he wanted. Wasn't that a thing he wanted? There's a beach, not this beach, but a beach. Right? Sorry, Sharon. He probably looks like he's spacing out again after that outburst. Eyes filled with elipses for each one. There was a beach. ]
[ Hold on. Hooold on a moment, he's just going to. Look in this bag. Not sure why its just. Just bare with him hereβ You thought that last gasp was exuberant, just wait for this one! Through the moon. !_! oh my god. This bag belonged to him!! Wrench looked at the bag, at Sharon, at the bag again. Then, he reached in and out came, you guessed it, a sledgehammer. ] Lady Smash. I CAN have a sledgehammer on fire!
Edited (sorry for the edits, i needed to feature Ms Smash LOL) 2023-03-12 01:50 (UTC)
[ so here's the thing about beaches . . . they're vast. a little heavy on corruption, but that's just something to deal with just about everywhere you go. it wasn't as if makima thought she was as subjected to it as the others. well, anyway— once wrench has gathered his bearings and such, on the far shores and yipping with the crash of the waves are . . . dogs?
oh, yes. a pack of huskies.
seven dogs are running at top speed to play with him. ]
oh, yes. a pack of huskies.
seven dogs are running at top speed to play with him. ]
[ Soooooooo. Here's the thing about Wrench. Outwardly? Seems pretty chill, a bit high strung sometimes, and a total weirdo other times. Mostly friendly. Reality? A gigantic ball of fucking anxiety. It took all of .01 seconds for him to remember exactly how his legs work and fucking bolt it the hell out of there like a bat out of hell. Did have the brains to pick up the robe in the process. Did not have the brains to put it on until he was up in some tree looking thing. The whole pack of dogs chasing some weird looking naked man thing could definitely be something taken right out of a movie.
Right, clothing. Let him just put that on there, okay great. Uh. Ahahahaβ now what? Out came a mechanical sounding laugh. Very clearly awkward and a little bit nervous. ] Uhβ Good dogs?
Right, clothing. Let him just put that on there, okay great. Uh. Ahahahaβ now what? Out came a mechanical sounding laugh. Very clearly awkward and a little bit nervous. ] Uhβ Good dogs?
( The young man startles as the lights change, blink like eyes, form question marks. He's bumped into all kinds of Things in his time here, but this is something pretty new.
To his credit, he doesn't scream the way he might have a year or so ago! No, Peter just looks visibly frightened, but he's not scrambling back or tripping over himself to get away. He just stands there staring down, tense and unmoving. Because for whatever else this person might be (some kind of... robot, maybe? Kind of?), they're... still a person, a Sleeper, and Peter's finding himself nodding to the words like he gets it, because he does. )
Yeah, I uh... I understand. Been there, myself. ( Empathy isn't something he has to conjure up at all; Peter Graham practically drips it, and a frown tugs at the corners of his mouth. It wasn't his first rebirth, but it was just as awful and unpleasant as that first one had been. In different ways. Goopier ones. )
It's gonna take some time. Took me a couple hours before I could do much of anything. Umβ do you remember your name?
( That was a place to start, a way to try to ground one's self.
And then, because maybe this could help too, has helped him before when he couldn't quite find something to grasp onto, in the form of another person being made realβ )
Mine's Peter.
To his credit, he doesn't scream the way he might have a year or so ago! No, Peter just looks visibly frightened, but he's not scrambling back or tripping over himself to get away. He just stands there staring down, tense and unmoving. Because for whatever else this person might be (some kind of... robot, maybe? Kind of?), they're... still a person, a Sleeper, and Peter's finding himself nodding to the words like he gets it, because he does. )
Yeah, I uh... I understand. Been there, myself. ( Empathy isn't something he has to conjure up at all; Peter Graham practically drips it, and a frown tugs at the corners of his mouth. It wasn't his first rebirth, but it was just as awful and unpleasant as that first one had been. In different ways. Goopier ones. )
It's gonna take some time. Took me a couple hours before I could do much of anything. Umβ do you remember your name?
( That was a place to start, a way to try to ground one's self.
And then, because maybe this could help too, has helped him before when he couldn't quite find something to grasp onto, in the form of another person being made realβ )
Mine's Peter.
[ Baby steps, baby boy. That's what it's all about. He'd normally be a lot more full of pizzazz but, well, you know. Strange longing tugged at him. Something felt different. And the more he came to the more he came to realize this wasn't just some totally out there dream or hallucination. Those X's blinked, then disappeared. The display empty. ]
[ Reβ Regβ ] Wrench. [ Oop, there they are again. Hello, he's still awake and alive. ] Yyyyeah. Wrench. I uhβ Oh, hi Peter. [ So, surprise: as disorganized and kind of all over the place his speech was, you'll be happy to know he often just actually talks like this. Already well on his way to bouncing back and he doesn't even know it yet!
Wrench was quiet for a moment. There's just things that being reborn a squid can't erase. And maybe he was feeling candid because he was still ridiculously loopy. Maybe he just wanted to help someone who was helping him. Ease, at least. ] Thanks, by the way.
[ Looooooooooooong pause. ]
You know [ He taps on the mask. ] It's a mask. [ Wrench exhaled slowly, sloppily managing to put on the robe finally. ] I have a hard time navigating the world without it. Funny, right? I could barely remember my name but I can remember my anxiety. You don't have to do anything, but uh. Yanno. Let me know if there's something that'll help.
[ Reβ Regβ ] Wrench. [ Oop, there they are again. Hello, he's still awake and alive. ] Yyyyeah. Wrench. I uhβ Oh, hi Peter. [ So, surprise: as disorganized and kind of all over the place his speech was, you'll be happy to know he often just actually talks like this. Already well on his way to bouncing back and he doesn't even know it yet!
Wrench was quiet for a moment. There's just things that being reborn a squid can't erase. And maybe he was feeling candid because he was still ridiculously loopy. Maybe he just wanted to help someone who was helping him. Ease, at least. ] Thanks, by the way.
[ Looooooooooooong pause. ]
You know [ He taps on the mask. ] It's a mask. [ Wrench exhaled slowly, sloppily managing to put on the robe finally. ] I have a hard time navigating the world without it. Funny, right? I could barely remember my name but I can remember my anxiety. You don't have to do anything, but uh. Yanno. Let me know if there's something that'll help.
[ The moment he trips, she's quick to reach out for him, hand on his shoulder to help steady him. She may have forgotten that it takes a while for limbs to work properly.
But every single reaction of Wrench's seems to amuse her and it's not long before she's practically beaming. ]
Lady Smash, huh? What is up with people and naming their weapons? But, yeah, if you think she can handle the fire I bet you can smash beasts with a burning sledgehammer and really fuck things up. [ Why did she never think of that?? ]
But every single reaction of Wrench's seems to amuse her and it's not long before she's practically beaming. ]
Lady Smash, huh? What is up with people and naming their weapons? But, yeah, if you think she can handle the fire I bet you can smash beasts with a burning sledgehammer and really fuck things up. [ Why did she never think of that?? ]
[ woof!
they look happy, butβ! plenty begin to whine about wrench being too out of reach for their kisses. one sits and yawns loudly while the other becomes more vocal: yeeeowowowowow! ]
What did you find, dears?
[ says a woman just taking a stroll off-leash with them. they donβt leave their post, which really means!! they found something interesting! ]
they look happy, butβ! plenty begin to whine about wrench being too out of reach for their kisses. one sits and yawns loudly while the other becomes more vocal: yeeeowowowowow! ]
What did you find, dears?
[ says a woman just taking a stroll off-leash with them. they donβt leave their post, which really means!! they found something interesting! ]
[ Sure was a way to start his ~ new life ~ or whatever the fuck. Oh, by the way, his omen? A big robotic spider. Cute little bugger was also on its way to climbing this tree looking thing and made a few noises that Wrench seemed to have understood. To which he relaxed a bit and sat himself down on a branch. ]
Haaai~
[ tame your dogs, lady. he is not above kicking a puppy. ]
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Haaai~
[ tame your dogs, lady. he is not above kicking a puppy. ]
( Peter waits, watching the way the lights disappear again. Oh shit, is heβ okay?? Do those things need to be on for him to be like... conscious?
But then the guy speaks again and there's a little dose of relief, a soft exhale. Wrench. It's not the first person he's known by that name in this place. The other guy's long-gone, though. )
No problem, dude. I remember how it was. Like.... waking up from a dream, only you can't wake up all the way.
( Disorienting, confusing, even frightening. Peter remembers being really scared. Lot of shit involved with being reborn as a squid and then transforming into a human-shape again, naked and alone on the shoreline! There's the hint of a smile at the part about anxiety β oh man, same fricking hat. )
Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but this place won't help with that. The uh, anxiety. ( He sighs, winces slightly, butβ ohβ there's stuff that can help, yeah! He can do that. ) Food, or maybe if you don't think you can stomach anything yet.... something to drink. That'll help clear your mind. They have warm stuff over by the Boardwalk, I can help you get over there if you wanta try walking.
But then the guy speaks again and there's a little dose of relief, a soft exhale. Wrench. It's not the first person he's known by that name in this place. The other guy's long-gone, though. )
No problem, dude. I remember how it was. Like.... waking up from a dream, only you can't wake up all the way.
( Disorienting, confusing, even frightening. Peter remembers being really scared. Lot of shit involved with being reborn as a squid and then transforming into a human-shape again, naked and alone on the shoreline! There's the hint of a smile at the part about anxiety β oh man, same fricking hat. )
Hate to be the bearer of bad news, but this place won't help with that. The uh, anxiety. ( He sighs, winces slightly, butβ ohβ there's stuff that can help, yeah! He can do that. ) Food, or maybe if you don't think you can stomach anything yet.... something to drink. That'll help clear your mind. They have warm stuff over by the Boardwalk, I can help you get over there if you wanta try walking.
[ Cute. ] Oh. I meant you, man. [ Very sloppy gesticulation. He's normally really expressive, but you know. Working on figuring out his body again. ] Help you with this [ a finger pointed back at his mask. ] It's weird back home, too. Not the first time I've creeped someone out with it.
[ Part of what protected him. And his own anxiety? Eh. Honestly, Peter. Wrench masked and Wrench unmasked was like night and day. If someone didn't know the signs, they probably wouldn't be able to determine that he had any anxiety at all. They'd just think he was a bit high strung and weird. Clock him for his other issues well before this one.
Wrench got used to it, though. The anxiety. He's had it long enough. Made his persona many years ago. Learned how to navigate the world with it and excelled at... the things he chose to do, which admittedly still put him as an outsider but a loud and proud one? Also, he had the convenient conflict of being both an anxious ball of barely-human AND an adrenaline junkie at the same time. Which was really something to experience.
That said, general suggestions on ways to ground himself NOW were helpful, he'd take it. So Wrench nodded and his display flicked between a friendly <3__<3 and ^__^ for a second before returning to what seemed to be neutral X's. ] That'd be nice, though.
[ Part of what protected him. And his own anxiety? Eh. Honestly, Peter. Wrench masked and Wrench unmasked was like night and day. If someone didn't know the signs, they probably wouldn't be able to determine that he had any anxiety at all. They'd just think he was a bit high strung and weird. Clock him for his other issues well before this one.
Wrench got used to it, though. The anxiety. He's had it long enough. Made his persona many years ago. Learned how to navigate the world with it and excelled at... the things he chose to do, which admittedly still put him as an outsider but a loud and proud one? Also, he had the convenient conflict of being both an anxious ball of barely-human AND an adrenaline junkie at the same time. Which was really something to experience.
That said, general suggestions on ways to ground himself NOW were helpful, he'd take it. So Wrench nodded and his display flicked between a friendly <3__<3 and ^__^ for a second before returning to what seemed to be neutral X's. ] That'd be nice, though.
Ohβ shit. ( Peter actually manages to give a soft laugh (is it obvious that he's dripping with awkwardness, here...) He understands now, that laugh turning into another wince, aimed at himself. He knows he... wears his fear pretty visibly. ) Sorry, no, it's... it's cool. There's uh, all kinds around here. Aliens, mutants, people with cat ears.... demons and shit. A kinda spooky mask will fit right in. My world's just pretty... tame compared to all this, so I get kind of startled sometimes.
( He does have to wonder what the guy meant by having a hard time navigating the world without it. Does that mean.... possibly.. there is no face under there! Or something else entirely, really it could be anything...
Watching the fluttering display of lights, Peter's moving to offer a hand, and then place another one on the guy's shoulder to help him up, if he needs. Wobbly legs definitely come with the territory. )
Does it... is it linked to your emotions? ( He wonders, because it sure seems to be. He is genuinely curious, but it's also a way to get the man talking more about himself, maybe help him to remember more of those little pieces. )
( He does have to wonder what the guy meant by having a hard time navigating the world without it. Does that mean.... possibly.. there is no face under there! Or something else entirely, really it could be anything...
Watching the fluttering display of lights, Peter's moving to offer a hand, and then place another one on the guy's shoulder to help him up, if he needs. Wobbly legs definitely come with the territory. )
Does it... is it linked to your emotions? ( He wonders, because it sure seems to be. He is genuinely curious, but it's also a way to get the man talking more about himself, maybe help him to remember more of those little pieces. )
[ That... didn't feel right. Though he didn't feel spooked by it either and he wasn't sure why just yet. Question marks, ellipses, both flicked over the display as he thought. Peter, my guy. He'll make you a mask. Shit was life changing. Well, later. You know. When he remembers what the hell. Until then, Wrench nodded with appreciation when the other man helped him up and kept him stable every time his knees got weak. Luckily, the more they walked along the sand and toward the boardwalk the more his body remembered how to exist on its own. ]
Sounds right. I think... I made it? [ Won't he be embarrassed when he finds out he's telling a stranger things he hasn't told most people that have known him for years. It's generally assumed by most that the mask was built and programmed by him but Wrench, in true Wrench style, neither confirmed or denied it when asked. Apart from the various times he'd deflect into what was obviously a lie. ]
Sounds right. I think... I made it? [ Won't he be embarrassed when he finds out he's telling a stranger things he hasn't told most people that have known him for years. It's generally assumed by most that the mask was built and programmed by him but Wrench, in true Wrench style, neither confirmed or denied it when asked. Apart from the various times he'd deflect into what was obviously a lie. ]
[ He's so happy. Yes, this is good. This feels right. This feels like Wrench. Thanks for helping catch his dumb ass, by the way. Just give him a moment to remember the weight of her. The spikes wrapped around its head. Plenty of touches that were perfectly Wrench, that made this not just any sledgehammer, he would say. ]
What's with you not naming your weapons??? [ It's said in a playful tone. And, while a bit sloppy, he does gesticulate for added drama. ] I don't know... it's hard to remember all the details, but feels like this beauty and I have a lot of stories together.
She can handle anything, can't you Lady Smash? [ Yes, yes he does talk to his fucking sledgehammer like its a person. Something akin to what someone would do with their pet. ] Yes you can.
[ Let him just.. what is he going to do with this, guess its going back into the bag for now. ] You be good now Lady Smash. [ And a pause. ] Aaaanyways... uh, so where are we going?
What's with you not naming your weapons??? [ It's said in a playful tone. And, while a bit sloppy, he does gesticulate for added drama. ] I don't know... it's hard to remember all the details, but feels like this beauty and I have a lot of stories together.
She can handle anything, can't you Lady Smash? [ Yes, yes he does talk to his fucking sledgehammer like its a person. Something akin to what someone would do with their pet. ] Yes you can.
[ Let him just.. what is he going to do with this, guess its going back into the bag for now. ] You be good now Lady Smash. [ And a pause. ] Aaaanyways... uh, so where are we going?
( Peter keeps a firm hold on the guy, moving slow. The Boardwalk's not far, and there's more clothes there, some warm food, drinks like fresh water and maybe even some coffee β more of a rarity here, but people have been growing their own beans and you can find it more often. )
You made it?
( There's another lift of brows, Peter's voice soft as ever, but there's no mistaking the impressed note to his tone. )
Do other people from your world wear them?
( Can't help wondering if it's a norm there, maybe how things are. )
You made it?
( There's another lift of brows, Peter's voice soft as ever, but there's no mistaking the impressed note to his tone. )
Do other people from your world wear them?
( Can't help wondering if it's a norm there, maybe how things are. )
[ oh! thatβs quite a tickler. a mostly naked man in a tree . . . has she seen that movie before? when makimaβs golden eyes travel up and fixate, she doesnβt blink or shy away from him, much less show concern. in fact.
sheβs not blinking at all, with her hands leisurely behind her back when she says: ]
Down.
[ all seven of the dogs bring their bellies to the ground in an instant, with happy canine smiles bare, but sheβs still keeping 100% unblinking eye contact on the man.
as if
sheβs waiting for him to βdownβ too. ]
sheβs not blinking at all, with her hands leisurely behind her back when she says: ]
Down.
[ all seven of the dogs bring their bellies to the ground in an instant, with happy canine smiles bare, but sheβs still keeping 100% unblinking eye contact on the man.
as if
sheβs waiting for him to βdownβ too. ]
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