R1 DEADLAND

[lockdownmods]

[it’s strange, for the people who were already dead, the shift in scenery is sudden and complete. For those who have just arrived? It’s like you’re back where you left?

How strange.

But if you ever need her, you can always reach out to the guardian of this place.]

LOCATIONS
Note: locations lag a week behind the living counterparts

Comments

[12d3]

[Evil robot and her henchman...?]

M-Megumi and Mister Young...?

[that sounds about right]

[donotlick]

[ Hank laughs. Really laughs. ]

Shit, that's a good one. Wish I could tell Connor, he'd get a kick out of that one.

[ He shrugs. Good job, 2D, you may have actually improved his mood. ]

Nope, it was that fucker with the bowler hat. Or well, the hat was actually the evil robot. Mike was the fucking henchman.

[12d3]

His hat was evil?

[2-D tilts his head a little bit, squinting at that. That makes way less sense than Megumi and Han but hey, if Hank got a kick out of it then at least he did something right today.]

I, er.. I've heard of bad fashion but I didn't think it was possible for it to actually be bad.

[donotlick]

Yep. Apparently.

[ Hank shrugs. This place is fucking weird, he's just taking what he can get at this point. ]

Robots, man. I know they make 'em evil sometimes, but this was a fucking mess. Real cartoony bullshit if you ask me.

[ A pause.... ]

What happened to your eyes?

[12d3]

Uhh... wha?

[For a hot minute 2-D has completely forgotten anything different happened to his eyes, and Hank can probably see the gears turning before the realization dawns on him]

Oh-- oh yeah, uh. I dunno?

[He gives Hank a sheepish looking smile.]

When I woke up they were all normal again. It gave me a real spook, that's for sure. It's been... god, fifteen or so years since my eyes got messed up in the first place.

[donotlick]

[ It's... Hank wasn't gonna say anything since he kinda knew of them?? But this is Different. ]

Jesus. Yeah, I've never actually seen you with, uh... eyes? Before? Is that... no, that's weird. I definitely fucking thought those were contacts. I had no idea your eyes were fucked up.

cw: car accident(s)

[12d3]

[You know that's. That's fair to think they were contacts. Actually, it gets a laugh from him.]

Yeah, a lot of people asked me if they were. But uhh... well, you know Murdoc, right? He uhhh.. I was working at a keyboard shop and Murdoc drove a car right through the front window. He wanted to steal keyboards and start a new band, and ended up uhh... runnin' his car right into my face? It made all the blood pool to the front of one of my eyes and I was in a coma for a year, I think.

[It's a lot to take in, he knows. When he told Rebecca about it she absolutely freaked out.]

While I was in a coma he was tryin' to show off to a couple of tramps and crashed his car again, and I was in the backseat without a seatbelt on so I flew out the windshield and hit my face on a curb which did the same to my other eye. But on the bright side, it woke me up from my coma and uhhhh.... yeah. The rest is history.

[donotlick]

Jesus fuck.

[ Hank's heard some Weird Shit but that is Weird. And awful. ]

What the fuck?! What.... what the actual fuck, dude?

[12d3]

[2-D winces a little from Hank's reaction, but he did kind of expect something similar. And now that all of his memories are back and he knows all the full details.. yeah. What the fuck indeed.]

Uhh... yeeeeah... I uh, thought Murdoc was the one who saved me after those accidents but I guess I learned later he caused them himself. It's, uh.. well... it's bullshit, really.

[coulda had a normal life with normal eyes but noooo]

I.. wish I could've told Rebecca that it wasn't as bad as we thought. 'Cos I couldn't remember why I was 34 instead of 20 and I kinda guessed that coma lasted fourteen years and that was why and it.. r-really scared her.

[....]

...um. I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to make this all 'bout me and all that.

[donotlick]

Yeah, no fucking kidding. What the fuck kind of an asshole does that?

[ Fuck Murdoc 2k38 ]

Jesus, no wonder she was so fucking worried about you. That's some traumatic bullshit you had to deal with, man.

[ Hank shrugs. ]

Hey, I'll take it. I don't really feel like thinking about why I'm here instead of whatever afterlife I was supposed to fucking get.

[12d3]

[God, it hurts being told that Rebecca was "so fucking worried" about him. He was starting to really care for her and then he just blew that entire thing up. And then some.]

...y-yeah, no one told me why we woke up here instead. I never really bothered to think about it, either. It kind of hurts my head if I try.

[Though to be honest thinking about anything hurts his head.]

...um.. thank you for listening to me, though. I know I uh.. well. I don't deserve anyone's kindness after what I'd done. But still, I.. really appreciate that you're willin' to talk to me after all of that.

[donotlick]

[ yeeeah, her record wasn't looking too good, was it... ]

I'll see if I can't get to the bottom of this. Least that's kinda my job, so don't sweat it. I guess if I'm not gonna stay dead, I may as well make myself useful, yeah?

[12d3]

[and now its woRSE THANKS TO REMA save rebecca 2k18]

Yeah, I get that.

[a pause]

....can I help? Like-- like how Watson helps Sherlock Holmes out with solvin' mysteries?

[donotlick]

[ Hank laughs. ]

Sure, kid. If you wanna help me look around, you can. Another pair of eyes ain't a bad thing, least of all not in a place like this.

Do you know where we even are? This looks kinda... different.

[12d3]

We're.. back at the school, aren't we?

[Well, okay. Even he knows it's not necessarily the same.]

Uh... well, I guess it's a little different. The places that are usually open don't open here 'till a week later, and no one else can see us besides ourselves. Plus uh.. there's people here who died that we haven't even met before?

I met a kitty who likes riddles. She was very cute.

[donotlick]

[ That's better than nothing, good job, 2D. ]

Right, the people from the entrance exam, right?

[ Hank gives him a look. ]

A... talking cat?

[12d3]

Two talkin' cats!

[he's So excited]

I think one of 'em was part of that.. exam thingy, and the other one belongs to someone who.. well. I dunno much about her, just that she's also here.

[donotlick]

Two of them?

[ ....what??? ]

Jesus christ, this place is a zoo. What the hell...

[12d3]

It's not that bad, Mister Anderson. It's just a couple of kittens!

[He seems amused at Hank's confusion.]

The really weird part is that one of 'em wrote us these uh.. crypt... cryptic notes? They had codes and stuff all over 'em, and I helped solve one. {hes proud]

[donotlick]

Still... christ.

[ Talking cats!! Are weird!! ]

Wait, what? So this thing is like the Chesire cat?

[12d3]

[IT'S JUST LIFE!!]

Uhhhh.. sort of, yeah! She looks a lot nicer than the Chesire ever did, though. And all she wanted out of us was a couple of pets.

[donotlick]

[ I mean, I GUESS..... ]

Wow. Okay. I guess... sure, if that's a thing, why not? Not like we're gonna get anything else done, being dead and all. Why not?

[ Who even has fucks left to give?? ]