un: M

[piacularis]

Who among you has experienced one of these “simulations” before?

[that’s right - no introduction or pleasantries, mello just cuts right to what he wants to know. he’s not here to make friends, just collect whatever information he can - which shouldn’t be too hard, he thinks. people typically enjoy talking about themselves.]

Comments

[rank1]

Holy fuck. That's real fucking twisted.

What else?

[oinks]

We gave him a choice. He didn't want to survive. (Not true. The key that Amanda placed on his chest, the water that shouldn't have been in the bath; she fucked it up, he couldn't have escaped. Her dreams are still scored by his echoing screams.

She hates thinking about it, hates that he asks what else? like she owes him anything more.)

Fucking your mother and not calling her.

[rank1]

Yeah? Huge fucking offense. My mom deserved a better time than that.

You're weak anyway. I wouldn't kill someone who wanted to die. It takes the whole point out of fighting.

[oinks]

I only give as good as I get.

(Vulgarity, a distraction from how furious being called weak makes her.) I'll dumb it down enough so you can fucking get it: it's not that he wanted to die, just that he didn't fight hard enough to live.

[rank1]

You think someone who has already given up is going to suddenly fight harder to live because you give them the lotion-on-the-skin treatment? Bullshit. Someone like that is just gonna live in despair. Everyone who survives that shit lives a half-life.