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ENTERING ANON SPECTATOR MODE FOR DROOM "@TommyBoy90, @Virus v2.0 Direct"
DATESTAMP 2024-04-08
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Virus v2.0: Tommy, are you okay?
TommyBoy90: im not allowed to speak the name
Virus v2.0: Yeah whatever username you tried to @ earlier, don't do that again.
Virus v2.0: I don't want to know what happens if DChat tries to kick you from a direct channel.
Virus v2.0: It'd probably just crash...
Virus v2.0: :thinking:
Virus v2.0: ...Which we don't want because I'm here to talk to you right now.
Virus v2.0: I'm worried about you.
TommyBoy90: dont worry about me im not real
Virus v2.0: Yes you are, Tommy. That was just a dream. This is real life. Your real hands are typing real messages that are really being sent to me.
TommyBoy90: is it going to be hard to pretend from now on
Virus v2.0: Pretend what?
TommyBoy90: that im myself
Virus v2.0: I'm sure these feelings will fade.
Virus v2.0: Ville and I have weird dreams sometimes.
Virus v2.0: The feelings can take a few hours or even the whole day to go away.
TommyBoy90: if only you understood those dreams
Virus v2.0: Alright, I admit that I believe dreams can have significance but ONLY SOMETIMES.
Virus v2.0: From what you told me, your dream is just your obsession with gore mixed with too much time spent on DChat.
Virus v2.0: It's meaningless.
Virus v2.0: Well, unless you want to interpret it as your brain screaming for change.
Virus v2.0: You might want to work on conquering your agoraphobia.
TommyBoy90: truthfully
TommyBoy90: with my newfound knowledge
TommyBoy90: i dont think i have agoraphobia anymore
Virus v2.0: Oh yeah? Because you're not yourself?
TommyBoy90: yes
TommyBoy90: i am no longer bound to tommy
Virus v2.0: Well, that's an unexpected but positive route to take this.
Virus v2.0: I am here for your journey, Tommy.
Virus v2.0: Hell, why not try stepping outside right now?
TommyBoy90: ok
Virus v2.0: The fresh night air might be nice.
Virus v2.0: So... How goes it?
TommyBoy90: couldnt go outside
Virus v2.0: Aha! See? You ARE still yourself.
TommyBoy90: it would seem so
Virus v2.0: So it was just a dream, right?
TommyBoy90: it was a vision
Virus v2.0: A "vision" that meant nothing because it's a paranoid side of your brain acting up.
TommyBoy90: do you really think so
Virus v2.0: Yes.
TommyBoy90: the veil is still on your eyes
Virus v2.0: It's alright, Tommy. You'll be okay.
TommyBoy90: i guess thats true
Virus v2.0: Take deep breaths. See? Everything is okay.
TommyBoy90: shattered
Virus v2.0: No, you're okay.
Virus v2.0: Tommy?
TommyBoy90: i saw you in the pool of possibility
TommyBoy90: fused and dividing with ville
TommyBoy90: its as you say
TommyBoy90: you are a virus
TommyBoy90: the pool is sick
Virus v2.0: ...
TommyBoy90: but it likes the sickness
TommyBoy90: it gets by
Virus v2.0: Tommy...
TommyBoy90: it will be hard to adjust to this knowledge but
TommyBoy90: i think i can
Virus v2.0: That's good.
TommyBoy90: i feel the words
TommyBoy90: they say that i will half forget
TommyBoy90: i can feel them slithering towards me
TommyBoy90: there is nothing i can do
TommyBoy90: there is nothing any of us can do
TommyBoy90: strung up by tendons like a puppet
TommyBoy90: acceptance
TommyBoy90: how am i to fight
Virus v2.0: Tommy?
TommyBoy90: wait
Virus v2.0: ...?
TommyBoy90: i am not fully bound
TommyBoy90: i can feel it in my hair follicles
TommyBoy90: the tendons dont have all control
TommyBoy90: itchy itchy itchy
Virus v2.0: Drink some water, Tommy.
TommyBoy90: ok
TommyBoy90: im still scared to go to sleep
Virus v2.0: That's okay, you can keep talking to me.
TommyBoy90: i feel slightly better
TommyBoy90: lets just talk about something else
Virus v2.0: Sounds good to me.
TommyBoy90: what is your favorite film genre
Virus v2.0: Sci-fi probably.
TommyBoy90: haha
TommyBoy90: figures
Virus v2.0: It's hard to do right. I have only a few favorites.
TommyBoy90: understandable
Virus v2.0: Hey Tommy...
Virus v2.0: You still there?
Virus v2.0: Maybe you should draw your dream.
Virus v2.0: I know visual art is an outlet for you.
TommyBoy90: ok
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By Adaline Guerra