...that bunker with the weird animals you told me about before, or a different one?
I dunno. If you start thinking too hard about that shit nothing'll make sense. I just figure... end of the day, I know who I am, and what I see and think and whatever, and that's probably the best I'm gonna get. And that's just gotta be good enough.
a different one, but they were all run by the same people
[At least, he's pretty sure they all were.]
yeah. i usually let people who are smarter than me figure it out. doesn't matter much for getting through the day.
[This memory thing was hard to get off his mind, though. He knee which him was real, and didn't really care how it worked, but his feelings were harder to figure out. At least about the people he'd known.]
huh I didn't know there was more than the one here...
Yeah. I don't like being totally ignorant of shit, but I figure you gotta pick what you're gonna drive yourself crazy over. I figure I understand just enough of this place to know that the 'how' is probably some bullshit and the 'why' is probably worse.
oh, no. there were multiple bunkers back where i came from.
i'm just the guy with the gun who shoots at what people point at. i don't like not knowing or understanding what's going on, but i'm not smart enough to figure it out.
[At least here and in Prehevil he had a choice over whither he fired or not. He'd love to get away from that life, but it didn't seem like he ever would. Even in a whole new world.]
You think the one from your place caused it? If so, how'd it get the rest of us?
You make it sound like you're a tool, too.
There's plenty of people trying to figure it out. I bet they'd love talking your ear off about it. Maybe it be easier for you one on one, especially if you come from a place where you ain't familiar with computers and stuff.
fuck if i know. their notes said something about connecting people everywhere, they might have tapped into some multiworld thing. i doubt it caused everybody else being here unless multiple worlds or whatever were doing the same thing.
[Makes it sound like he's a tool...that's kind of what he is, though. It's what the army wanted of him, just another faceless jumpsuit to point and fire at whoever they wanted. He hated that...but he couldn't deny it had been true. Now? Maybe he just doesn't know how to live on his own.]
of course i'm a tool, why would the army or the government ever want anything else from someone.
[Doesn't mean he's not bitter about it.]
maybe. things like multiple realities and all that make my head hurt, though.
[It might be good to learn about computers...since these tablets existed they might run into more of that stuff.]
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So like imagine a whole world in there that doesn't know it's in there
[Which aside from the ignorance is badically the plot of digimon]
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except in the bunker we ended up in at the end of everything. they we might have got...sucked in...or something.
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I dunno. If you start thinking too hard about that shit nothing'll make sense. I just figure... end of the day, I know who I am, and what I see and think and whatever, and that's probably the best I'm gonna get. And that's just gotta be good enough.
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[At least, he's pretty sure they all were.]
yeah. i usually let people who are smarter than me figure it out. doesn't matter much for getting through the day.
[This memory thing was hard to get off his mind, though. He knee which him was real, and didn't really care how it worked, but his feelings were harder to figure out. At least about the people he'd known.]
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Yeah. I don't like being totally ignorant of shit, but I figure you gotta pick what you're gonna drive yourself crazy over. I figure I understand just enough of this place to know that the 'how' is probably some bullshit and the 'why' is probably worse.
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i'm just the guy with the gun who shoots at what people point at. i don't like not knowing or understanding what's going on, but i'm not smart enough to figure it out.
[At least here and in Prehevil he had a choice over whither he fired or not. He'd love to get away from that life, but it didn't seem like he ever would. Even in a whole new world.]
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You make it sound like you're a tool, too.
There's plenty of people trying to figure it out. I bet they'd love talking your ear off about it. Maybe it be easier for you one on one, especially if you come from a place where you ain't familiar with computers and stuff.
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[Makes it sound like he's a tool...that's kind of what he is, though. It's what the army wanted of him, just another faceless jumpsuit to point and fire at whoever they wanted.
He hated that...but he couldn't deny it had been true. Now? Maybe he just doesn't know how to live on his own.]
of course i'm a tool, why would the army or the government ever want anything else from someone.
[Doesn't mean he's not bitter about it.]
maybe. things like multiple realities and all that make my head hurt, though.
[It might be good to learn about computers...since these tablets existed they might run into more of that stuff.]