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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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So. I can put two and two together, and I won't bother with some of the obvious stuff. [Like, the fact that he had to be replaced, and that he was replaced by Epsilon, and memory is the key, pretty much means he's dead.

It's a funny thing, knowing you're going to die, pretending/hoping like you're not, not actually getting to experience it, and being told by your best friend that yeah you're dead and that was years and years ago. It's already giving him a migraine, so he'll put it out of his mind as much as he can.]

It's over over, right? Actually over, we won, good guys one, Freelancer bullshit all squared away? Who's...do I wanna know who's left?

[It's just as surreal to be talking to his effectively dead friend. That he'd moved on and gave up the chance to grieve properly, never got to say goodbye. Not that he would've done either of those things, not openly, because fuck that.

Really? He's feeling better than he has in a long time, having gotten to eat real food and sleep in a real bed for the first time since before basic. So all things considered? He's taking this fairly relaxed.]

Yup. Freelancer's gone, we were declared heroes by the UNSC.

Uh, basically everyone? Me, Caboose, Wash and the Reds. Picked up Carolina on the way.

...Wow, Caboose has managed not to kill anyone else? No wonder I was so fucking spec--wait, Washington survived?! That Freelancer motherfucker!

Yeah, he's like a fucking cockroach.

[Probably better right now not to say Wash is blue leader now huh.]

No fucking fake, he was basically trying to suicide by cop or whatever at the end there. Last I saw. Which was before I got here.

God damn Freelancers.

Okay. Okay, so. This place that's full of creatures from the black lagoon. I've been trying to ditch the ball here but it won't--fucking cut it out--leave me alone, and when angry birds get angry, it throws itself at them. So. I guess that's nice. What the fuck do I do with it besides use it like a shield? Did you get Andy-without-a-mouth too?

[God that sounds like Wash and the shit he pulled at the crash site. Fucking dick.]

The hell if I know. I got a sword that won't let me touch it then got teleported over half the area to meet up with Carolina. Haven't really had time to mess around with it.

[...............Just once. Just one thing, for old time's sake.]

How's the new body kickin' for you? Got it on straight?

Oh my god, you got a sword? Does it glow? Does it, y'know, unlock things? I can't believe I got an angry ball.

Uhhhhh. Yeah. New body. Yeah. Uh. I mean my legs are on straight. Um. Yep! Yyyyyep everything is...fine and dandy and normal over here.

No, it just makes noises at me and moves away when I try to touch it.

............

You don't know what a body's like do you.

[Hi Church did you know Tucker knew all along.]

It's, uh, it's been a while, okay, I mean, how many robots have I had to go through now? Like jesus christ if people could stop killing me for once that'd be great. [Ha, see, it's funny, because he's actually dead now.]

Oh my god. This is hell, isn't it. We're actually all dead. And this is some kind of fucked up purgatory with music that wON'T STOP.

Okay, thank fucking christ, I thought the music was just me but I didn't wanna be the one to say it.

[THANKS FOR NOTHING CAROLINA OR YORK OR NORTH.]

But no, if we're dead, then this is the most relaxing hell I've ever imagined.

Good point. There's no Caboose, so maybe it is just purgatory or whatever. Man, if I have to pay some divine being to get anywhere, I'm fucked. I left my wallet in my other body.

Oh dude, I can actually help with that.

You got a bag right? When you left that house that weirdo woman was at, in the bag is a bunch of supplies, there's money and a bunch of shit in there.

I know there's stuff in there, kind of why I'm getting sick of granola. [It's not entirely true. Eating is interesting. And good! And he can't time anything for shit until his body is giving him all kinds of crazy signals to interpret, that he knows exactly what they mean too, that the motions are automatic, because he's done this all before and also for the first time--

Ugh. No. Headache. Stop that.]

I mean, I'm pretty sure we stopped getting paid anyway. The Reds deleted the Blues from...everything. Who knows how to convert this shit to money that isn't foreign as fuck? Do they take credit cards?

Yeah, I heard about that after the fact. What the fuck, man.

And I don't think they do. The only money anyone here takes is that money in your bag. Kinda sucks, but found out you can get paid some if someone challenges your travel buddy there and you win.

Dude, they can pay me to take my 'travel buddy'.

I dunno how this shit works, Church, I'm just telling you what I do know.

[This is like falling back into step with his old friend but he's gotta be careful and not slip up, talk about shit from after Sidewinder.]

There's better tasting stuff than granola, what else have you tried?

Well, I mean, how long have you even been here? I got here a couple days ago...fucking wandering the not-roads.

Uh. What else have I tried? Just the food stuffed in this nerdy-ass backpack. I'm not taking my chances with any wild berries; I don't give a fuck what this field guide says.

About a week? Give or take.

Yeah seriously avoid that shit, we had too many close calls with Caboose.

I don't even know if this ball eats anything. I mean. It's alive? But it's also a solid metal ball with eyes. I'm not sure it even has a mouth.

York and North seem like they know a lot about this stuff so you can probably ask them.

[If you're done being an asshole to York, that is.] Where I got most of my info from.

Yeah. Freelancers. Being helpful. Okay.

I mean, he can't put a gun to my head from wherever the fuck he is, so that's at least a plus.

[.............Right.

If this were the younger Tucker that Church knew, he'd probably roll over and move on with a different topic. As it is, Tucker currently? Doesn't get why the fuck Church doesn't want help. Also? He's pretty chill with Carolina now at least, so he's taking some mild offense on her behalf.]

Dude what the fuck is your problem? They're practically harmless here. No weapons, no killing, no Freelancer command giving them orders.

I'm sorry, you've met Freelancers, right? Repeatedly. They've generally tried to kill us--specifically you in fact!, rope us into crazy missions that tried to kill us, or made our lives fucking miserable. [Tex is a special kind of misery.] And they're not harmless just because they don't have weapons. You've seen Tex. Tex didn't need any weapons. She's got her biceps.

. . .

[Holy shit Church is actively ignoring everything he's said and everything he knows about Tex's whole... situation.

Why did he miss this asshole again?]

Yeah, I have. And surprisingly, not all of them are horrible after the first few weeks. Also surprise, other shit made our lives just as miserable that weren't related to them!

Our lives are kind of because of them. Their Project, anyway. That's why we got stuck in some god-forsaken canyon in the middle of nowhere. It's why Tex ran off with Omega and Andy and Wyoming's stupid helmet and your kid and exploded. It's why we all got sent off different places for over a year! It's why a lot of people are dead. [him included shh]

What the fuck happened that made you trust these supersoldiers from hell?

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