[ Will finally answering the age old question: Can the lake monsters partake of that sweet, sweet ganj? A true scientist.
Anyway, Skyler will watch his dealer finish off the little twist of paper impassively, caught in the globe of the appropriately green mood lighting. ]
Two years. [ Skyler’s pretty sure that that’s supposed to be impossible, but he really only skimmed that part of Sora’s memories, and Sora himself has only a vague understanding of the reset process. So, whatever, sure, two years. ] That's fucked up.
[ ... Nope. Nope. Nope, he is not doing that thing where he ends up feeling sorry for whoever he's toking up with and tries to call them an Uber or something. (There is no Uber here, he knows, hush.) That has never, ever, ever, ever ended well, and also he's dead and has no social obligations to take care of his fellow man. He has only had perhaps a fraction of a fuck to give about anyone but himself and his own anyway. He's just going to leave this guy as high as a kite and frozen to this pier and he's going to go to wherever the hell Sora lives and knock himself the hell out with booze probably. That's an excellent idea. ]
I don't know if you've noticed, but you're deep fried. Go back to your dead person home before you float back up to your mothership, E.T.
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[ Will finally answering the age old question: Can the lake monsters partake of that sweet, sweet ganj? A true scientist.
Anyway, Skyler will watch his dealer finish off the little twist of paper impassively, caught in the globe of the appropriately green mood lighting. ]
Two years. [ Skyler’s pretty sure that that’s supposed to be impossible, but he really only skimmed that part of Sora’s memories, and Sora himself has only a vague understanding of the reset process. So, whatever, sure, two years. ] That's fucked up.
[ ... Nope. Nope. Nope, he is not doing that thing where he ends up feeling sorry for whoever he's toking up with and tries to call them an Uber or something. (There is no Uber here, he knows, hush.) That has never, ever, ever, ever ended well, and also he's dead and has no social obligations to take care of his fellow man. He has only had perhaps a fraction of a fuck to give about anyone but himself and his own anyway. He's just going to leave this guy as high as a kite and frozen to this pier and he's going to go to wherever the hell Sora lives and knock himself the hell out with booze probably. That's an excellent idea. ]
I don't know if you've noticed, but you're deep fried. Go back to your dead person home before you float back up to your mothership, E.T.
[ ... It's a suggestion, okay. ]