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'Mechanic'

VaherNitsen

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The world is shattered from the inside, and I am left to pick up the pieces.

Time feels relative, now. Minutes, hours. Hours, minutes. An entire day passes by in seconds, and a night lasts for centuries.
I feel like I'm going insane. It feels completely normal and wrong. My thoughts rush sometimes, and are completely still, others.

Memories. There's glimmers of recollection. I remember more than I thought I would.
Not all of it, though.

I wish I were more lucky, but that would be rather greedy.
It's not every day you survive a few bullets to the head, let alone a day after surviving a grenade blast, and a few days after dodging a sweep by hairs. No, luck is on my side- otherwise, there's a guiding hand for me.
Who knows.

It feels like nothing is left, but... I think that's just a side-effect of having 50% of your entire life erased in your memory.
I shall continue doing as I have done.
And I will just hope I am the same person as I was before.
After all, getting shot in the head is a conversation starter, especially when I can say 'you should see the other guy'.




Ah, my friend. My one true friend.
I don't remember all of it, but the Terminal... I do remember a great deal of it.
You were my friend then. You were my friend in the valley. You were my friend in the city.
And you are my friend, still. Reliable, resourceful, helpful.
The only reason I'm still alive.
@Otizem

A new friend, and knowledgeable. Resourceful.
You helped kick me into gear and onto my feet.
It was nice having someone else deal with that.
Now, I have no clue where you have gone, pal...
Hopefully, you're still around. You're a solid guy.
@Gowf

Someone too important to place into words.
You were... essential.
You are still, as well. An anchor in the world.
But... you're sparse.
I'd like to see you around more. Sorry to worry you.
@Fabevil


You.
I remember making an oath, once:
We'd take a bullet for each-other.
I guess I took yours, and mine, when you decided you'd had enough.
Now look at you. I wish I could just be angry.
I don't know what I think about you anymore.
@Thepillar

A helpful face, and set of hands. Assistant, useful, resourceful... friendly.
Decent sort. I like you. You do what you can, and what you want.
A rare, rare, freedom of thought.
@Ark

Maybe losing half my memory has opened up some room to learn French.
Might make chatting easier, right?
Just glad you're okay.
@atlassu

A fighter, and a loyal one at that.
It's a shame what happened. I don't blame you, really.
I've considered it myself. I feel we're both justified.
@scoofer98



So much to say. So little time.
More will come with time. Slowly.
 
Last edited:
updated at the peak of my sleep deprivation
redid everything
will fix more later
 
he has returned
 
Due to circumstances, this will be updated in finality when it is finally updated.
Once done, that will be it.
Apologies friends.
 
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