2020-09-28 - Comments and Complaints

(TXT to August) Lilith : Hey treehumper, how's tricks?

(TXT to Lilith) August : not too shabby--yourself?

(TXT to August) Lilith : I'm feeling better, you... were in the weird high school dream, right? It was a little hard to recognize everyone.

(TXT to Lilith) August : I...was. I figured it was just a dream, not one of Their things. because I didn't know I was me, if that makes sense. it's like I was 18 again and grew up here. same for you?

(TXT to Lilith) August : I remember Itzhak was there. pretty sure cavanaugh was. and you...and Alexander. I don't know if I recognized anyone else.

(TXT to August) Lilith : Oh hey, that guy in the front was Joe, wasn't it. I'm pretty sure... de la Vega was the asshole next to me. And Byron was there, looking... jeez. Just like before.

(TXT to August) Lilith : I came out of that with a raging case of tetanus that locked my windpipe up and made me panic. Byron had to call an ambulance and do CPR, it was a good time. I like antibiotics a lot now.

(TXT to Lilith) August : oh jesus christ, are you okay?? I thought it was just a weird dream and not...fuck.

(TXT to Lilith) August : wait. that was de la vega? the one alexander laughed at??

(TXT to August) Lilith : I know, it was weird and confusing, I didn't know what was happening. Because who thinks... oh shit, I have tetanus? I think it's because I blew up an old rust-prone desk, might have gotten supercharge-sharded, I don't know.

(TXT to August) Lilith : I'm just residually sore all the time now, like the day after a tough run, so it's fine. Byron might have a little PTSD, though 🙁

(TXT to August) Lilith : And I THINK it was!

(TXT to Lilith) August : we might need to wellness check everyone else. I guess this explains my mystery scrape; I thought it was from work.

(TXT to Lilith) August : I'm glad you're doing okay, though. what a fucking thing, a Dream giving you tetanus. assholes.

(TXT to August) Lilith : We may need to. But thanks. Speaking of mysteries... I went to put gas in my car and um. People were telling me congratulations instead of murder threatting me and calling me a whore.

(TXT to August) Lilith : I don't get it. But I also don't get out a lot because fuck everyone. Are people still talking shit around the coffee house?

(TXT to Lilith) August : ...wait. really? yeah, or, well; we got married, like there's pictures, so now it's 'he tried to ditch you why did you take him back, he'll just do it again'.

(TXT to August) Lilith : It was real weird. Not that I minded, I just went into the gas station ready to fight everyone and they were being suddenly... nice.

(TXT to August) Lilith : Uhhhh.

(TXT to August) Lilith : You know what? Byron and I complained to someone called the Revisionist. I wonder if it actually fucking WORKED?

(TXT to Lilith) August : the what?? you mean Over There?

(TXT to Lilith) August : so there's Archivist, and Exorcist, and...Revisionist?

(TXT to August) Lilith : Yeah, so... a while back we got these tickets to visit the Collector's collection for a tour. And the other day, I guess that got cashed in and she was our tour guide, yeah.

(TXT to August) Lilith : She has a typewriter over there she's supposedly using. I thought it was just... but holy shit, I think complaining worked. She kept talking about putting our complaints in the comment box at the end of the tour.

(TXT to Lilith) August : did you meet the Collector? was he another one of these entities?

(TXT to August) Lilith : I mean, we had already voiced ours, so... and Itzhak and that guy that played the piano at Byron's birthday got golem souvenirs. Kind of jealous because we didn't get any. But I don't think I want one anyway because it will try to kill me, most like.

(TXT to August) Lilith : He wasn't there. But oh. You know what else?

(TXT to August) Lilith : I saw a picture in the tour of the woman... the Exorcist with the cut throat? A nursing badge for her and her name... I'd have to think about what it said.

(TXT to August) Lilith : I tried to ask how it happened and just got told to ask the Exorcist. Probably not on my to-do list, but who knows if it'll be relevant one day.

(TXT to Lilith) August : I'd be tempted to complain except I'm afraid of what she'll do instead. at least the worst right now is I have to carry a copy of my marriage license.

(TXT to August) Lilith : Basically, everything we toured was like... okay, you know how Sinbad was supposedly in a movie called Shazam but that never happened? And the Berenstein Bears debacle? It was like an art museum of things like that.

(TXT to Lilith) August : but you were running a risk of getting arrested and tried, so it makes sense.

(TXT to Lilith) August : wow. does...that mean she did all that?

(TXT to August) Lilith : I don't know what she'd do, in truth. I am going to have to talk to Byron and see what happened with him at work today. See if he was treated different.

(TXT to August) Lilith : I assume so, she seemed very proud to be giving us the tour.

(TXT to Lilith) August : even those things? I've heard the bears one.

(TXT to Lilith) August : nursing badge and cut throat, that sounds like billy.

(TXT to Lilith) August : did we never ask her about that? it didn't even occur to me to do it.

(TXT to August) Lilith : That had crossed my mind... might be why she actually helped us.

(TXT to Lilith) August : wouldn't blame her for wanting to stick it to him.

(TXT to August) Lilith : They surely aren't helping us out of great benevolent obligation, so... yeah.

(TXT to Lilith) August : wait. and Margaret. didn't Alexander say she hates Margaret Addington? and she was pissed we sent Billy on

(TXT to August) Lilith : Who likes Large Marge Addington?

(TXT to Lilith) August : odds are someone, somewhere, does. maybe. I assume.

(TXT to Lilith) August : so, hang on, we have a Doctor, and a Collector. we know what the Doctor does; can I assume the Collector's name is...well, obvious?

(TXT to August) Lilith : I assume so, but they kept calling them The Source, so I... don't know.

(TXT to Lilith) August : the Source. of what, is the question...something to ponder.

(TXT to August) Lilith : Who knows. They need a damn directory over there or something.

(TXT to Lilith) August : they definitely do. so, look, I can think of a couple people who might...want to file complaints. maybe not me and Ellie. but probably Finch, everything thinks she killed her mom.

(TXT to August) Lilith : They should try it. I don't know HOW, but maybe if they write it down and throw it to the wind or drop it off in the veil somehow, who knows.

(TXT to August) Lilith : Anyway, Byron should be home soon and I need to cook. And oh!

(TXT to August) Lilith : Isabella mentioned Joe was marked with one of the images Byron saw from the crone, do you have his number? He lives in the building but I don't just wanna show up without warning.

(TXT to Lilith) August : I'll let them know. we can head over, see what comes of it. and sounds good. whatcha making?

(TXT to August) Lilith : Lemon pepper shrimp and salmon with herbed risotto, he's spoiled.

(TXT to Lilith) August : oh, yeah sure. ###-###-####. and wow, that sounds good. now I'm inspired. might need to make something fancy with dove...

(TXT to August) Lilith : Isn't that a bird of peace? You monster. 😛

(TXT to August) Lilith : Thanks, though. Catch you later, lemme know if you need anything!

(TXT to Lilith) August : eurasion collared are invasive and tasty. peace is for the other ones.

(TXT to Lilith) August : will do, and same for you. have a good dinner. I'll let you know if I hear what people are claiming now.