DAMIEN CATCHALL

[fleshedout]

GIVE ME A SHITPOST

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[highrisk]

[ just a terse little nod. ]

[fleshedout]

[and...........a deeply sad frown from her]

Terrible. [...] It was the same with us.

[highrisk]

Who'd you see?

[fleshedout]

Two people I knew. Diego Brando. A man who died in front of me before I came here. And someone...who I wanted to see succeed. His name is Johnny Joestar.

[highrisk]

So one of them was already dead.

[ damien just looks. immensely relieved, even though he kind of already knew this was probably illusion too, if another part had been? still. still. ]

[fleshedout]

...In my world, there's someone who can travel to neighboring worlds, and bring back copies of them. So...I just believed it was another "version" of him.

[highrisk]

[ oh... ]

... Do you still? Or you think it was fake?

[fleshedout]

[She closes her eyes, lets out a sigh.]

We were real. The others and I from the Prism. That's basically confirmed. At this point....I think the rest had to have been fake. After all, we saw Vax and Chinatsu, and they were obviously here. Not there.

[highrisk]

Right. Okay.

[ hrmrmmgg his heartrate ]

[fleshedout]

...

May I ask who you saw, Damien?

[highrisk]

A name won't mean anything to you.

[ he's a hypocrite. ]

[fleshedout]

I just told you two names and you want to raise a fuss about one?

[highrisk]

[ hrmrmrmgngmg ]

Mark.

[fleshedout]

...And he was?

[highrisk]

My...

Just - someone.

[fleshedout]

...

Whatever he was, I'm sorry you had to lose him.

[highrisk]

Lost him a while ago. I mean he's not dead, but - whatever.

It's just... whatever.

[fleshedout]

[She looks at him for a moment, before looking away.]

Still. It hurts, doesn't it?

[highrisk]

I'm fine.

[ in that very aggressive tone that means no he's not :/ ]

[fleshedout]

You're not.

[Just saying.]

Neither am I. So let's not be fine together, for once.

[highrisk]

[ oh, that... actually kind of works on him. his tensed shoulders relax a bit and he lets out a long exhale. ]

Yeah, alright.

[fleshedout]

Mm.

[There we go, mister.]

...I really hate this place.

[highrisk]

Me too.

So what was it like? Where you went. If it wasn't a castle...?

[fleshedout]

An arena where we fought others and then each other for the entertainment of the masses.

[gladiator style battle!!]

[highrisk]

... What, like a battle royale?

[ UGGGGHHHHH ]