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8th Resurrection - This is Getting Old.

[Well, Theo was done. He had enough of Mayfield.

He woke up in the hospital with only a vague recollection of what had happened. He was released the next day, bandaged, bruised and defeated. And by "released" I mean he fought with the drone doctors and nurses and left when they weren't looking. Without his magic, Theo was nothing. Just a skinny, short, weak teenager trapped in this hideous excuse for an afterlife. Without being able to cast, he wasn't himself. he was just... some shell. Empty and useless.

Feeling sorry for himself, and not wanting to put up with his drone wife in this state, he's just going to drag himself around town for god knows how long. Maybe forever. He won't mention how his head injuries have him a bit confused and muddled. He never got the hang of navigating this town in the first place, but he's too proud to admit he's lost.

At least this will give him time to think. And plot a way to kill the Captain. Since when was that guy made of steel?!

TL;DR - Theo's wandering the town with blunt head trauma, looking like he got hit in the face with a truck. He's confused, irritable and lost. Maybe he wandered into your house mistaking it for his, maybe he bumped into you not even seeing you, maybe he accidentally threw a finished cigarette at you while sitting looking despondent on a park bench. Feel free to poke/point and laugh at/shoo away/kindly help your resident necromancer/crankypants.]

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The drones were just trying to help mister. [He shakes his head]

Made of steel, huh, I'll have to remember that. I think you should go back to the hospital.

No, not going back. The hell's it matter. I'll be fine. [He finishes his cigarette, throws is down, steps on it.

Part of him looks like he's going to talk. He never had anyone who's listening, usually. He bites his lip, and rubs his head.]

Yeah, he's this ugly son of a bitch who's always drunk and punching me. Jesus. [No mention of Theo's antagonizing, of course.]

[Ken wrinkled his nose at the description, don't worry Theo, he's a good listener.]

Ew, sounds like a really nasty character. Maybe you should stay away from him from now on.

And it does matter, you look like you got run over by a cement truck.

Yeah, well, I'd try to but he just sorta turns up. I'll get him. Later. [The last part seemed like he was saying it to himself more than anything.]

[It doesn't help that Theo looks like he's made of glass, either.] He hits like one. I don't even know his name. I know he drinks goddamn rubbing alcohol. No, I don't want to go back to drone doctors. Can't trust them. [Paranoid? You bet.] Are there any non-drone ones?

[Ken nods]

Yeah, I remember hearing a few people mention that they were doctors. Why don't you come with me and we'll find them, ok?

[He kind of...frowns. He looks like an insolent child, really. He gives you a suspicious look.]

..... Yeah. Maybe. I don't.... I dunno what else they could do for all this anyway. [He waves a hand to indicate the bandages on his face.] What someone needs to do is lock that maniac up. That would help.

[He noticed the look, and then pulled a face at Theo, he's only 19 and still a kid at heart]

Still, you shouldn't be out here wandering about, especially if that guy is too.

[He looks surprised a moment - he hadn't thought of that yet - then looks around as if the Captain was going to magically appear. More things to be paranoid about. But then he settles back onto the bench.]

So what? What's he gonna do? Kill me? I've been killed before here, you wake up the next day fine. Wish he would have so I wouldn't have to put up with a goddamn concussion.

That... how long have you been here if you're ok with dying?!

[Ken had almost died once and he never EVER wanted to do that again. Not to mention he lived with the possibility every day due to his night job]

[He thought about it a moment.] I don't know, about a month. Look, dying is how i got to Mayfield in the first place. And I've died once since I've gotten here. You come back the next day all fine and dandy in your bed. So it really doesn't matter.

Still, dying, that's a pretty major thing to happen you know.

[He shook his head slowly. Ken didn't know he was talking to someone who was practically an expert in death.] No. Not here. Mayfield takes away any power death holds over people. If you resurrect the next day, what's to be scared of? A little pain? So what? No. It means nothing here. What's left to be afraid of if even death means nothing here?

[Theo threw down his finished cigarette, and stared off Dow the street at nothing in particular. He had sounded more serious than ever.]

[Ken was an expert too, just in causing it, not bringing people back to life]

It's still....its still not a pleasant thought you know. If death means nothing, does that mean that life doesn't mean a thing here too? What's stopping us from just going on murdering who ever annoys us.

[Theo smirked at Ken.] Exactly. Why hasn't anyone? Considering what sort of mind games are played on people here, it's surprising someone just hasn't gone on a killing spree yet. <i<[He lights up another cigarette.] Mayfield has taken away all of our freedoms. Life, death, free will. What's left?

[Ken frowned at the smirk a little] I think because most of us want to hold on to our beliefs, especially the ones that we're better then that.

Besides, I doubt that there's anyone out right evil around here anyways, just misguided. And even if there was, I think we all gotta work together to get out of this stupid place.

[He's thoughtful for a few moments. He was sitting next to quite the optimist. He couldn't agree, though.]

Yeah. I guess. But I'd like to think the people in charge of this place are pretty fucking evil.

[Yeah, sorry about that Theo, Ken can be like that most of the time. He did laugh at that though]

Yeah, I agree. And they need to be taken out for what they've done to everyone.

Hell yes they do. Just wait till those dumb fuckers give me my magic back and I'll make them regret ever bringing me here.

[Ken gives you a confused look.]

Magic? You can do magic? [He made a face, come on Ken, magic isn't like Schwartz, they didn't do magic. Give Theo the benefit of the doubt, you already fucked up with Milla.]

[There's that smirk again.] Yeah, I do. Pretty fucking well too.

Like what kind? Like doves and illusions and stuff? [He's not sarcastic, Ken's just curious]

What? Don't be ridiculous. No, the real thing. Spell casting.

You can do that? Ok then, what kinda spells can you do? [Now he's got that little kid excitement]

[Theo's quite proud of his specialty, but it hasn't been getting the reaction he's used to back at home. He almost doesn't say, but he can't help but wonder how a guy like Ken would react.]

Depends on what books and spell components I have on hand. But my specialty is necromancy.

Necromancy?! You mean like zombie's and stuff? [Ken wrinkles his nose] Ew, dead bodies smell gross! And why would you do that?!

8th Resurrection - This is Getting Old.

Good for the whole family!

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Just read the Kirby thread, oh god even theo doesn't deserve that

i love when friends IM you & ask "which character of yours can i kill?" XD

Theo seems like that would happen to him a lot

he brings it upon himself.

That he does

There's like reverse foreshadowing going on here now.

So true

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