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[stopbleeding]

[he can't believe it's easier to confess things to the internet than talking about them irl but. well. thanks fucking speech bubbles.]

know most of us are in that not my memories not me state so this'll probably be an unpopular question.

i need to get back more memories. seem to only get them while dying but i promised not to do that anymore. no drugs either.

[although given his memories, they'd probably help]

i've got five people i need to know more about. and a freakish reindeer. might be a raccoon. whatever. don't give me shit.

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[crudest]

You should say thanks, I don't trust that you've washed your hair in a week. At least someone still likes you.

[their giraffe daughter]

[stopbleeding]

[>:(]

You saw me take one two days ago.

[crudest]

Do you think I pay attention to your actual bathing schedules aside from when you just fucking reek?

[stopbleeding]

You were standing in the next room!

[his shoulders jerk enough that it startles vivian. she makes some... whatever noise giraffes make... and pulls away which really just makes zoro turn around and attempt to apologize.

things.

kind of go off track, though. please hold for a few minutes.]

... What the fuck.

[crudest]

[baren will apologize for him - ]

Oops - c'mon Viv, he didn't mean it.

[though he'll look over to zoro when he speaks again.]

Did it work? What'd you see?

[stopbleeding]

[he gives baren the flattest fucking look.]

A giraffe doing kung-fu.

[THIS WASN'T THE MEMORY HE WANTED, RETROSPEC]

[crudest]

[ . . . .

A long, long, long pause.

And then.

The start of a laugh, layered over his question - ]

You serious...?

[stopbleeding]

[zoro sighs. rubs at his face with his hand.]

Yeah. I fought it. It talked, spun, used swords and did kung-fu.

[just. SIGHS.]