More Memory Projecting

[toodeeptoford]

 Who: errybody
Where: Convinient Screens.  Conscreenvient.
When: day 4, bright and early

[ RISE AND SHINE AND BROADCAST YOUR SECRETS TO THE WORLD ]

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[fiberoptic]

[Probably thanks to the fact that he only watched the memory, rather than actually experiencing it, but Wire's not feeling that high. The confusion's still lingering, keeping him sober. Wife and daughter...?

He sighed.] Still not hearing anything, but... Fine. We're best friends. That explains... some things.

But you do have bad moods. You just had one. Just 'cause you bounce back doesn't mean nothing upsets you.

[maxxximumeffort]

Uh huh. Hey how do you feel about stalking? Light stalking. Soft stalking. Huge turn off?

[fiberoptic]

You're asking for permission to stalk me.

[maxxximumeffort]

What if you sense me and think shenanigans are afoot other than that wacky Double Down is at it again? We can be low stress about this.

[fiberoptic]

[Putting aside this stupid question for a second--]

You're still going by Double Down? Not Wade?

[maxxximumeffort]

I just need the existential-levels down a fffewwww notches. We could hug again, I found that extremely emotionally healthy. Do you think if your desert sahara skin and my overboiled cabbage skin rubbed up on each other it would make a weird rubbery noise? Because I really want to test that.

[fiberoptic]

Wade is much easier to say when I'm pissed, by the way.

[maxxximumeffort]

Uhh, if I didn't still have a semi from the huge memory rush I just had that's a huge boost in your favor.

--I don't know your name yet. We're starting new lives and new families together and it's not even the first time we've done it. So -- yeah, this is Wade and HUGE BLANK's bag, I'm fine with Wade but not yet. Not until I know what your name is. Brock. God I hope it's Brock.

[fiberoptic]

[Huff. Well, that was weirdly thoughtful of him.]

Okay. Double Down... [He paused to think.]

I don't think I could stop you from bein' you. But if you wanna stalk me, you're my new training exercise. That's full grounds stomp you if I spot your ass.

[maxxximumeffort]

[...

Just. Helplessly brightens up.]

Fuck, you really do roll with the punches.

[fiberoptic]

We've got cameras on us 24/7, privacy's already an illusion.

Making the best outta your current conditions... that's what a soldier does. Or whatever fucked up cyborg time cop I was.

[maxxximumeffort]

Mmm hmm. That's some hot aim, tiger.

[fiberoptic]

Just don't try gettin' yourself killed again. Okay?

[maxxximumeffort]

...Yeah. Can't take a somber cyborg dream hunk for granted.

Call me D for now. Family calls me D.

[fiberoptic]

D, then.

... So you think Cable or Wire sounds better?

[maxxximumeffort]

I guess if you ever get me moaning we can see which one sounds sexier, honeybunch.