016 // HOW EMO CAN ONE MAN GET? (answer: very)

[major_west]

[Late at night, most people are in bed, but not the Major. He's been running on insomnia since Venice! If anybody were to check up on what the good Major's been writing, all they'd find is a bunch of scribbles. Of course, there are some words underneath them, for those who are in the mood to squint really hard and decipher them]

I don't want to dream anymore. I just see their faces. nononono not the boys the others. The sick diseased infected people I've killed I can't even tell if they're really human or not anymore. How can I remember their faces? they shouldn't have faces

animals. that's what they were. ANIMALS wearing the faces of our family our neighbours our friends enemies children lovers survivors didn't need to be infected to become animals too. should have shot him myself. why didn't I? Shoot the women too.

People kill people. ALWAYS The infection didn't change it, just made it go faster.

wish they'd never come. We could have survived, all of us. Even...

I did it I killed him-- no no i just ordered it done-- and he wasn't even infected.

oh god

We were mates once, before it all went to shit but in the end I hated you so much. you were going to ruin everything. You and them.

we needed morale.

can't sleep don't want to close my eyes and see them

in the end you were right. they were watching the simpsons out there.



I hate you.

Edit:

Right. So, poker game. Let's start one. Better than a band, anyway.

[OOC: Basically, to bide the time while his coherency's going all mushy from lack of sleep, the Major's just going to keep writing a bunch of crap similar to the above, then cross it out and start a new line. The man seriously needs a hobby.]

Comments

[the-manc-lion.livejournal.com]

THANKS.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Why are you talking back?

Oh oh fucking hell.

Shouldn't you be asleep right now and not flipping through your journal?

[the-manc-lion.livejournal.com]

My sleeping habits aren't any of your business, Hen-roe.

I was off to grab me some doodling paper. Then BAM. More lines across the page than War and bloody Peace.

You writing a book or something?

Look. Do us a favour, and keep it to yourself next time, eh? Haven't you figured out how to make it private yet?

[major-west.livejournal.com]

What is with everybodys complete inabillity to adr address me properly?

Yeah its a real hidden masterpiece i'm writing.

I guess I forgot about the lack of privacy here

[the-manc-lion.livejournal.com]

Sorry, Major Henry West. How are you today, Major Henry West? A little bit up your own arse, Major Henry West?

I think I'll ask people to address me as 'Detective Chief Inspector Gene Hunt', from now on. Has a nice ring to it.

Too bad it's all scribbly, eh?

Yeah.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Dont need all that. I just hate nicknames.

[the-manc-lion.livejournal.com]

Henrietta?

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Oh ha ha. Never heard that one before.


[OOC: I lol'ed!]

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

Why did you write this?

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

It's not even writin'. Just lines.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

To pass the time.

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

I reckon you could find somethin' else to do.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

I could.

But I'm all out of drink.

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

You're out?

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Ran out today i think

[i-hate-posses.livejournal.com]

Is there anything else on the ship? I ain't gonna stand for no whiskey.

[gimmethemap]

Major?

Everything all right?

[major-west.livejournal.com]

aces!!!

[gimmethemap]

...All right. If you need to talk, my door is open. Wake me up.

[several hours later, in the morning...]

[major-west.livejournal.com]

What?

Why?

Re: [several hours later, in the morning...]

[gimmethemap]

Your journal was covered in scribbles; just wondered if you needed to get something off your chest.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

...oh, bollocks.

[gimmethemap]

Yes. That.

[major-west.livejournal.com]

Couldn't sleep. Forgot that I was using the magic book instead of a normal one.

That's all.

[gimmethemap]

All right. I understand.

You know I could try to find you a book that the Admiral won't show to everyone else.

Even if it means giving you a library book with wide margins to scribble in.