Too Many Striders: Black 2-A shenanigans redux

[fracturedsoul]

Characters: Dirk, closed to Black 2-A roommates (Dave, David, Daenerys) and anyone else with a reason to be there (mainly Jade and Jake, feel free to tag in if there's some reason your character would drop in though)
Format: Whatever
This log is: open to roommates
Location: Black 2-A

It's 10AM on Sunday morning, before the assembly, and if you've forgotten that Dirk Strider is a person who exists, then nobody could blame you, because he's been in the shower for the past two and a half hours.

Once Black dorm is completely out of hot water, he comes moseying back into 2-A, dressed in his Fortitude uniform with a towel wrapped around his hair. Feel free to complain, or, alternatively, to notice the shield symbol that is most definitely on the back of one hand even though the Players for the round haven't even been announced.

Comments

[knightime]

Let Dave tell you about the troll kids. And how ridiculously uncool they are and not as crazy shit as the Condesce is.

Dave is just staring down at his PDA screen. He won't look anywhere else.

they tell us we go back home
whether thats true or not
welp well find out eventually
what will probably happen is we just become whatever we were at that moment
kind of like
we were the same person so well eventually be that person
at least speaking in time loop form
if i make a stable time loop
that version of me will eventually be me anyways
so if you go back
you become that you that was doing whatever the fuck he was doing at that time

Still. He isn't sure how that worked with himself. While it seemed like anyone else don't exist. Davesprite was the evidence that it had existed at one point. But as a Doomed Dave...

They'd eventually die, making the timeline officially dead.

Shit, he's just going to not think about this. Considering he'll have to eventually die again...

[fracturedsoul]

That would be nice. All that stuff Dave told him about doomed timelines is hella fucking worrisome. If they could just go back and pick up where they left off and not be dead or anything, shit would that ever be nice.

"They said most of us would go home." He feels the need to be contrary. "Six of them didn't last time. Even then, that's assuming they're telling us the truth. Which, while a comforting thing to cling to, isn't a guarantee we have."

As calm as he sounds, he's not much better off than Dave in this regard. He's fifteen. He doesn't want to die or be trapped in an alternate universe forever. He just wants to go home and play this game and... hopefully win, somehow, now that he knows their session is fucked and its only hope lies in refugees from another fucked session.

[knightime]

they probably know more than we do
which isnt reassuring but
hey
we dont have anything to lose at this point

Dave actually looks up at him. Something just occurred to him.

well be the same age when we meet
i mean
other me
who will
oh fuck this shit
yeah well be the same age i think

That's a little strange to realize. If they're starting their session, and he still had two years left worth of traveling.

god damn three years is a long time to sit on a meteor doing jackshit and dream bubbles

[fracturedsoul]

Dirk notices Dave's head moving out of the corner of his eye and glances up, only moving his eyes behind his shades to read the message.

Oh, hey. That's something to think about. He wonders how much Dave will have changed by then. How he's going to react when he sees Dave in person, in the game, with all of his memories of Bro intact. Will Dirk even remember any of this? How is that going to work? And it won't be the same Dave, if there even is any Dave at all since Dirk is a guy and what if it doesn't happen the same way in his world. Way too many variables to juggle and consider. He barely knows where to start.

"Could be worse." Dirk would know, having spent the past fifteen years in the same apartment. "Okay, what are dream bubbles?"

[knightime]

Oh god damn. More game mechanics he rather not talk about.

theyre seriously what they sound like
although they work pretty weird
and all the dead people kind of just chillax in them now
you can visit them and usually they just replay memories that belong to various people
kind of like a huge ass hivemind in the form of bubbles
since we no longer have derse or prospit
we have the dream bubbles

[fracturedsoul]

"Oh." He'd been wondering what would happen next time Jane or Jake went to sleep. At least they would be okay. "Good to know the game's got a failsafe for that."

He rubs the back of his head as he thinks about what to say to all of this. "Fuck, bro, it's like I'm some little third-world hellhole with how many bombshells you just dropped on me."

[knightime]

Dave seems to be lost in thought for a second. He feels like there was more to the dreamselves, but he can't recall anything about it.

Shit, it probably has to do with whatever he got involved with. Oh well.

soz
i wasnt really expecting to get slapped with a years worth of time
and i cant even remember how i got to where i was
i guess somehow looking for jade
i ended up at a green sun
wow
that made less sense than usual
motherfuck

[fracturedsoul]

As little sense as that makes to read, Dirk gets the impression it makes even less sense for Dave. He should set Jake up for some fights, earn some raks, buy the kid a memory charm. He's insanely curious about that other session, even more so now that he knows there's apparently some connection with an alternate version of his own.

"Probably makes sense in context. Thanks for all the details, by the way."

[knightime]

no prob
i kind of just went crazy info dump on you anyways
ill probably eventually figure out what happened in between
who knows
im not really in a rush anyways

Dave really could have handed off his money to someone to buy the charms for him, but he just continued to buy things for everyone else instead.