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[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

I'm scared, like a little girl

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[affanato.livejournal.com]

What are you scared of?

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

My own creation... isn't that crazy? I mean, I created him, what should there be to be scared of? Guess this makes me like Frankenstein or something.

[affanato.livejournal.com]

You created a human? Frankenstein dies in the end.

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

...would you not?

[affanato.livejournal.com]

Create a human? I don't think I could ever do that.

[ablankslate.livejournal.com]

Scared? Don't be scared.

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Echo! What... what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be swimming, or something? How about I take you down to the pool?

[ablankslate.livejournal.com]

You seemed upset. Friends help each other.

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Yes, Echo, yes they do. You're right. But I'm fine, really.

[ablankslate.livejournal.com]

That's good. There's nothing to be afraid of here.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Fear is fear.

Now, courage...

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Courage? Oh, I have plenty of that. 's what got me the job. Courage to be a bit different, to think outside the box, and all of that. But some things, manfriend, you should be scared of.

Really scared. Like, terrifed scared.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

With tired eyes, Hank waited for him to continue.

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Never let Topher keep talking. He'll never stop!

I mean, perhaps he'll spare me, if I created him? That seems fair, right? He wouldn't be a crazy serial killer if it wasn't for me. He should thank me for that.

And that doesn't sound good, does it? I mean, I didn't intend for him to be killing people and screwing everything up. It just... went a bit wrong.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Is he mortal?

[bornto-dance.livejournal.com]

You alright, mate?

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Fine, yes. I mean, who wouldn't be fine when they've got a deadly assassin trying to screw them over? Or, it could be a conspiracy. I quite liked the conspiracy idea, but I think it's more likely to be Alpha.

Not that you know who Alpha is, but oh well. Doesn't matter. You get the jist.

[bornto-dance.livejournal.com]

Deadly assassin? *blinks, more than a little confused* Who the fuck is Alpha?! 'Cept for the robot from Power Rangers. He was cool.

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Alpha's an... active. Only not. It's confusing. He should have been in a resting state. I hadn't programmed him. All his vitals were normal, stable, and yet he went... psycho.

It wasn't my fault.

[bornto-dance.livejournal.com]

Are you actually talking English?!

[anold-soul.livejournal.com]

Is it Jell-O?

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Why would I be scared of Jell-O, man? There is no greater creation. Well, no greater creation that I didn't create.

[anold-soul.livejournal.com]

Look. It doesn't have to end this way. It's not too late for you. You have legs. You can out-run it.

[boygodofneuro.livejournal.com]

Dude, seriously? You're scared of Jell-O?

What about ice cream bites? Marshmallow krispie squares? Twinkies?

[anold-soul.livejournal.com]

Don't be a moron, none of those things are evil, or carnivorous, or from...uh...nowhere.

Except maybe the Twinkies, but they're soft and easily over-powered and yummy.