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[construing]

I want to say they’re different flavors of that? It’s all bad, but how much depends on what buttons of yours are getting mashed.
My first: we show up in cowboy town except, surprise, everyone had been killed a year before and the only survivor had made a deal on the orb that brought them all back so long as he didn’t remember what happened.
He remembered. So now he has to live with it forever.
Not a figure of speech, btw. The orb made it so he cannot die.

[spikedbats]

Jesus. That's a hefty burden. I can't even imagine.

[ And then he pauses, as he thinks of his own nightmares, and sends a follow up message. ]

Alright, that's not entirely true. But I guess it's one thing to dream about it and wake up and realize it's just your mind screwing with you, and everyone's still alive.

[construing]

Yeah. Minds can be real dicks that way.

[spikedbats]

They sure can. I can't even say I blame the guy for making that kind of deal, but shit. That was never going to end well.

[construing]

No. But that's the problem with the orbs. They thrive on chaos.
Waiting for a person to be in their right state of mind before asking isn't really a priority.

[spikedbats]

Yeah, I've been picking up on that. Crazy stuff, and I thought all the bullshit I dealt with back in Hawkins was bad. I can't even imagine what it would've been like if an orb were involved.

[construing]

Ah, yes. The horrible realization that things could, in fact, be worse. Now taken up to truly mind-boggling levels.

〈 just call her gwennie downer. 〉

For what it's worth, and with the awareness that the circumstances could be improved—I'm glad you're around.
And I will be expecting interdimensional postcards from Hawkins' future Cool Teacher. I'm claiming some credit.

[spikedbats]

Yeah, I think that realization requires a very stiff drink, I don't know about you.

Yeah? I'm glad I'm around, too. Let's not get ahead of ourselves, I still need to actually get the grades up enough that some poor school will take pity on me and give me a certificate.

[construing]

You should text Viveca for a list of the prereq's. Crack open books between missions.
Wei Wuxian's been looking for a study buddy.

〈 crying. he has been crying for a study buddy. 〉

[spikedbats]

That's...not a bad idea.
Oh yeah? I could probably use the help to get me motivated to study.

[ who knows, maybe without the pressure from his parents and the distractions of popularity contests and interdimensional monsters he might actually do better this time around. ]