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Why aren't there any roads?!

[Hello, world of pokemon. Church is grumpy. You'll find this is normal.] I mean, I get that towns can be small, but come on, did I land in the middle of fucking nowhere?! You've gotta have roads--don't you have cars? Please tell me you have cars. How else do you ship things around, unless this is secretly an advanced civilization and everything's delivered by airships. Or like...drones.

But no, I haven't found a single road yet. It's just forest and dirt paths and tall grass and ledges that I can't seem to be able to hop up???

And, and, these stupid god damn mutant freaks of nature keep wanting to bust a cap in my ass. Thankfully I've got a sentient bowling ball to smack things with its body. Apparently. I got as far as a cave and apparently my electric powered lightning ball can't light anything up for shit, so I thought better of staying in a dark creepy-ass cave because I've seen horror movies, so now I have to go all the way back the way I came and walk--walk!--in the direction of a different town, and do you know what would make this way easier?

That's right. Cars. On roads. To ferry people to and from places without having to walk every god damn where. Shows me what I get when I go toward the first building I see.

In short, I hate this place, I hate your crazy experimental mutant creatures from the depths of every child's nightmares, I hate walking for days, I'm pretty sure if I ever have granola again I'm going to kill myself, and I'm ready to wake up from this stupid fucking hallucination any day now.

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Crashing a whole spaceship does sound like Tex. So does fighting her friends and generally ruining lives. [He's not necessarily saying those are bad qualities. But he calls 'em like he sees 'em. It's the doing that for his sake part that's tripping him up and, maybe, putting a few things in perspective.]

Is this you wondering if it was worth it?

Nah. I already got that answer when Carolina showed up here.

I'm just a naturally curious guy. It's one of those things that makes us human.

...I can't tell if that was an intentional jab at me or just unfortunate wording.

Inside joke, actually. If Delta ever shows up here, you oughta ask him about it.

Honestly, if Delta shows up here, there's a lot I'll be asking him.

Like why he had to hide cryptic messages for me to pass along to Wash inside my friend's head. That's a pretty big one. God forbid he be straightforward about anything. Are we sure he's logic? Like, are we super positive without a doubt on that one?

[York laughs.]

You know, personally, I've always kind of had my doubts? Don't tell him, though, he'll get snippy about it.

Maybe he's just nerd. Maybe instead of logic, it's nerdity.

Well, he certainly fits the bill, I'll tell you that much. I never had to listen to so much math in my life. That's not what I would've guessed he was, though.

What would you have guessed? Witticisms? Vaguery? Dickery?

Couple of those sound more like they fit me than him, but, nah. I'da said...not logic, but reason. D was probably the least logical person I knew--and remember, I was a Freelancer--but the longer I got to know him, the more that just sort of seemed to fit. Reasoning things out, of course, since that was his job--but having reasons to do things, too.

...Yeah. Yeah, I could see that. Reasoning things out. Sorta leaves you guessing as to HOW he reasoned things out, but yeah.

Whatever, I just pretty much always agreed with whatever he said because he made sense most of the time, so.

Well, I wouldn't go that far, but we ended up working well together eventually.

I mean, I hope so, cuz that was kind of the point, right? Put secret experimental AI into compatible soldiers. Hope nobody goes crazy.

Well. Ahaha.

[That sure worked out for everybody! :D .D!]

I guess that depends on who you ask. About what the point of the Project really was, that is.

Though I'll admit I never got that out of Tex.

I wasn't really involved-- [wait no he was basically front and center to it but he doesn't remember anything so--] I mean. I was told...Tex, Tex told me things, what she could? But. [But those memories can't actually be real. But they're real to HIM, so he couldn't have just made it UP...right...?]

Uh. Shit. Okay. I mean, that was probably the point, what with the awesome super soldiers ending the war, thing? And then went off the rails. Because of some dickbag.

Okay, yeah, that was probably the original intent. But, y'know. Dickbags happen. Hazard of the occupation.

[But, you know, that's really enough talking about the Director.]

So you gonna be all right on your way back to town? I'd offer vehicular assistance, but you probably heard by now that we're all fresh out.

Well, I do have animals that want to attack me. My anger ball seems like it has it covered. So long as I stick to whatever path is there I should be fine. I mean...yeah. Totally fine. [Because if he said no he'd sound like a wuss! And that is a thing he is clearly not!]

Well, long as you're fine. I'll let you go for now, wouldn't want you wandering off the path for the pleasure of my company.

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