I guess it would be. So maybe. Hopefully. I'd like a changed opinion on a lot of things, honestly. Like birthday cake. Sick of that now.
[ That's all anyone knows. That it was bad but none of the details. It's preferable. But he's constantly wondering if that guy's going to pull something out and he's more than certain the killers know a lot more. Steve gives him pause and he types... then backspaces. ]
Right. Thanks, Steve. You can do that back too. I'm, you know, always awake to talk. It's mutual. If you want.
I'd ask why you thought anything would be useful in a room with a creepy clock but I've raided Michael's kitchen in front of his face so who am I to talk about bad decisions.
Are you holding part of the Dredge? I'm bringing sixty alcohol wipes.
Birthday cake for you, ice cream for me. Birthday cake ice cream for the both of us. I get it, man. I really do.
Oh I know man, you're like camp counselor here at MurderTeen Lake. I just want to make sure someone's looking out for the guy who's always looking out for others.
Wait, what? Michael is the only guy here who still gives me the genuine creeps. And you raided his kitchen with him right there? Tell me you at least got the kitchen knife first.
OH. I MIGHT BE. EW THIS IS SO GROSS I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE LIKE 10000000 SHOWERS.
Yeah, Robin and I would assemble them and then freeze them in bulk batches every night, it was a nightmare. Sure tasted good though, probably stole enough ingredients off the line over the course of a shift to basically make a new cake each time. It was rad.
That's the weirdest thing about this place, I think. Pretty soon the weird shit becomes normal and the normal shit becomes a weird fever dream. Like eating birthday cake ice cream.
Well can we schedule some fun activities now? Where's my damn song circle, Smith? Hahaha. Well I'll be the counselor for the counselor, and activities advisor. Maybe that'll be my career.
Yeah I'm going to need some coffee after hearing that, since I won't be sleeping tonight. It's the breathing for me. Are you saying I can just steal his shit?
Stealing? The sailors were secretly pirates after all. That does sound rad.
No, you being covered in shit shouldn’t be normal in any scenario. Okay but new plan: I need you and Robin to make me one when we leave. I never got to eat my damn birthday cake and now I really want one of these.
I’ll get on that circle as soon as Kate lets me use the guitar. I can see you doing something like that, sure. You want to work with kids?
I’ll make it after you’re clean. And I can steal his shit, I don’t know about you. He might let you do it? What’s the worst he can do? Stab you?
Arrghh matey. Ugh, can't believe I just typed that.
Yeah, you're right but I'm trying to feel better about it man, c'monnn. Robin and I can do that...except for the part where the shop... kinda got destroyed. But hey, we'll get you some one way or another.
Yeah good luck with that, I asked for the guitar and she said no, Nancy asked for the guitar and she gave her free lessons, maybe we get Nance to ask. But yeah, working with kids. I could do that, maybe I'll be a teacher or a coach or something. They're pretty capable little buggers given the chance.
Nothing like Myers stabbings and Folgers in my cup to wake me up. I guess I could try it at some point. Need to get over this damn fear.
There's nothing to feel better about here until you're clean. They didn't franchise? That sucks.
...Is it a guy thing? Does Kate not trust us not to break it? Definitely a worthwhile career path. Kids need good trustworthy people around when they're little. They really do.
Haha. Try it, it's not the worst. I'm pretty sure a fear of being stabbed by a man in a creepy mask that stalks you is actually really normal and the fact that I'm not counts as some form of insanity so don't like... feel too bad if you're not over it anytime soon but also get over it.
I WILL MEET YOU THERE WITH CLEAN CLOTHES (PAYBACK).
I'm sure there's another one some place close, hell, maybe they opened a new mall with a new Scoops in Hawkins somewhere.
It's gotta be right? She's always been tight with the girls of the camp. Even though I TOLD HER NOTHING WOULD HAPPEN TO, NO SHE HAS TO DENY ME THIS ONE SIMPLE PLEASURE.
Hey man, if being like you means I'm insane, I'll take it. Rather take interesting than normal, any day of the week.
You think enough time passed for them to open a mall? Did you ask Robin how long it's been? That'd actually be really useful information. I've been scared shitless years have been passing and I'll go back to my Dad being in the grave.
[ Way to turn that serious, Quentin... ]
Sure, I mean. We're tight. The girls can be tight. You know, on more consideration, I never outright asked her to use it before. I was just told not to fall asleep on it once. Maybe it's a you thing and I totally can borrow it.
Oh, dude, don't be like me. I don't sleep and I've consumed four different kinds of drugs in the last hour. Please stay fearful of creepy masked men.
She mentioned yeah, I don't think it's been too long surprisingly, a week. Even though it feels like years here. Time is... it's different here, I'm not sure if there's any rhyme or reason to it yet. The mall is still closed down though, from what Robin mentioned.
I'm going to give her hell if she lets you and not me, just so we're clear.
But everything in high school taught me that drugs and not sleeping are the epitome of cool. You're telling me its not!?!? ;)
Dude, please c'mon, that things tiny. It won't hide like...anything.
A week? Like, exactly a week? No, no listen. There might be something. Time is different but I think there is a rhyme and reason. I've been trying to keep track of things so I know how long I'm awake or how long we stay dead.
So you've been here three cakes in. If we say every time the Entity decorates for a birthday party, it's a year then fog time is for every three years it's one week real world time. I have to see if this matches with how long I've been gone for Nancy and if the Raccoon City group can collaborate it.
That's between you and Kate. I'll be playing music.
Ha ha ha.
What do you mean? It covers me fine. Like, you have a bigger butt but...
Really? The only way I've been able to keep track is all the stupid themed clothes we get from the Entity.
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No offense. Damn...that's pretty smart, Q. Of course the cakes represent the anniversary, and if it's yearly, and the weeks correspond to one year here... I underestimated that big head of yours. ;).
You know what? I'd rather listen to your music than fight Kate so... Yeah, I'll join you instead.
Dude, it's like... it's not covering you that fine. And yeah, I got a bigger butt so.
[ it's hard not to sneak a peak of Quentin when it happens, anyone would if a freaking butt was hanging out in front of them. ]
Not all of us get clothes, Steve. And I've seen themed ones put on all the time and the seasonal-seeming stuff isn't always exactly the same. But there are guaranteed cakes and balloons, making it a full rotation.
Gee, thanks. Everyone does. But I'm tired, not stupid.
Afraid she'll kick your ass too hard?
It's plenty cover. Put it on. I'm not giving you another option.
Yeah good point man, just remember that the scoops fit is yours whenever you want. I got other clothes haha.
Every genius always seems so tired.
No. [ Yes. ]
Wow you're really going to make me wear the thong huh? Fine. Just for you, Q. But I swear to god if I see Jonathan's camera in your hands... or GhostFace lurking in a goddamn bush with his... Your ass is grass.
It's not a thong, Steve. Also, fucking hell, I'm like the last person that would take a picture you didn't want. And I have no control over GhostFace. I hate that guy.
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[ That's all anyone knows. That it was bad but none of the details. It's preferable. But he's constantly wondering if that guy's going to pull something out and he's more than certain the killers know a lot more. Steve gives him pause and he types... then backspaces. ]
Right. Thanks, Steve. You can do that back too. I'm, you know, always awake to talk. It's mutual. If you want.
I'd ask why you thought anything would be useful in a room with a creepy clock but I've raided Michael's kitchen in front of his face so who am I to talk about bad decisions.
Are you holding part of the Dredge? I'm bringing sixty alcohol wipes.
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Oh I know man, you're like camp counselor here at MurderTeen Lake. I just want to make sure someone's looking out for the guy who's always looking out for others.
Wait, what? Michael is the only guy here who still gives me the genuine creeps. And you raided his kitchen with him right there? Tell me you at least got the kitchen knife first.
OH. I MIGHT BE. EW THIS IS SO GROSS I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE LIKE 10000000 SHOWERS.
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That's the weirdest thing about this place, I think. Pretty soon the weird shit becomes normal and the normal shit becomes a weird fever dream. Like eating birthday cake ice cream.
Well can we schedule some fun activities now? Where's my damn song circle, Smith? Hahaha. Well I'll be the counselor for the counselor, and activities advisor. Maybe that'll be my career.
Yeah I'm going to need some coffee after hearing that, since I won't be sleeping tonight. It's the breathing for me. Are you saying I can just steal his shit?
DUDE DON'T REMIND ME, I'M GAGGING OVER HERE.
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No, you being covered in shit shouldn’t be normal in any scenario. Okay but new plan: I need you and Robin to make me one when we leave. I never got to eat my damn birthday cake and now I really want one of these.
I’ll get on that circle as soon as Kate lets me use the guitar. I can see you doing something like that, sure. You want to work with kids?
I’ll make it after you’re clean. And I can steal his shit, I don’t know about you. He might let you do it? What’s the worst he can do? Stab you?
JUMP IN WATER.
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Yeah, you're right but I'm trying to feel better about it man, c'monnn. Robin and I can do that...except for the part where the shop... kinda got destroyed. But hey, we'll get you some one way or another.
Yeah good luck with that, I asked for the guitar and she said no, Nancy asked for the guitar and she gave her free lessons, maybe we get Nance to ask. But yeah, working with kids. I could do that, maybe I'll be a teacher or a coach or something. They're pretty capable little buggers given the chance.
Nothing like Myers stabbings and Folgers in my cup to wake me up. I guess I could try it at some point. Need to get over this damn fear.
OMW TO THE LAKE RN
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There's nothing to feel better about here until you're clean. They didn't franchise? That sucks.
...Is it a guy thing? Does Kate not trust us not to break it? Definitely a worthwhile career path. Kids need good trustworthy people around when they're little. They really do.
Haha. Try it, it's not the worst. I'm pretty sure a fear of being stabbed by a man in a creepy mask that stalks you is actually really normal and the fact that I'm not counts as some form of insanity so don't like... feel too bad if you're not over it anytime soon but also get over it.
I WILL MEET YOU THERE WITH CLEAN CLOTHES (PAYBACK).
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It's gotta be right? She's always been tight with the girls of the camp. Even though I TOLD HER NOTHING WOULD HAPPEN TO, NO SHE HAS TO DENY ME THIS ONE SIMPLE PLEASURE.
Hey man, if being like you means I'm insane, I'll take it. Rather take interesting than normal, any day of the week.
NOT THE SPEEDO MAN, BE COOL DUDE
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[ Way to turn that serious, Quentin... ]
Sure, I mean. We're tight. The girls can be tight. You know, on more consideration, I never outright asked her to use it before. I was just told not to fall asleep on it once. Maybe it's a you thing and I totally can borrow it.
Oh, dude, don't be like me. I don't sleep and I've consumed four different kinds of drugs in the last hour. Please stay fearful of creepy masked men.
>:D
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I'm going to give her hell if she lets you and not me, just so we're clear.
But everything in high school taught me that drugs and not sleeping are the epitome of cool. You're telling me its not!?!? ;)
Dude, please c'mon, that things tiny. It won't hide like...anything.
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So you've been here three cakes in. If we say every time the Entity decorates for a birthday party, it's a year then fog time is for every three years it's one week real world time. I have to see if this matches with how long I've been gone for Nancy and if the Raccoon City group can collaborate it.
That's between you and Kate. I'll be playing music.
Ha ha ha.
What do you mean? It covers me fine. Like, you have a bigger butt but...
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No offense. Damn...that's pretty smart, Q. Of course the cakes represent the anniversary, and if it's yearly, and the weeks correspond to one year here... I underestimated that big head of yours. ;).
You know what? I'd rather listen to your music than fight Kate so... Yeah, I'll join you instead.
Dude, it's like... it's not covering you that fine. And yeah, I got a bigger butt so.
[ it's hard not to sneak a peak of Quentin when it happens, anyone would if a freaking butt was hanging out in front of them. ]
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Gee, thanks. Everyone does. But I'm tired, not stupid.
Afraid she'll kick your ass too hard?
It's plenty cover. Put it on. I'm not giving you another option.
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Every genius always seems so tired.
No. [ Yes. ]
Wow you're really going to make me wear the thong huh? Fine. Just for you, Q. But I swear to god if I see Jonathan's camera in your hands... or GhostFace lurking in a goddamn bush with his... Your ass is grass.
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The brain power uses a lot of energy.
Uh-huh. Sure. [ Hehe. ]
It's not a thong, Steve. Also, fucking hell, I'm like the last person that would take a picture you didn't want. And I have no control over GhostFace. I hate that guy.