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Agreed with the quilt and Bouchard's kid. They suck.

What do you think about alternate universes?

I've been to two of them. They were... okay, I suppose. I didn't die in either of them. That's always a good thing.

I've met alternate versions of myself and my loved ones, too. My favourite was the other Marius. Very kind, very caring, even if he was stubborn and always put his own injuries and mental health secondary to others.

My least favourite was Maddox. It was a different version of my.. ex? I suppose? My ex Sinclair. It stabbed me. Said it liked to see my blood. It wasn't well in the head, but how many of us are?

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Shout out to Characters who are shells of their former selves! You died and you’re not coming back! You don’t recognize yourself and neither does anyone else, and it’s anyone’s guess what the fuck you’re supposed to be now!

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Chews on you

Please do not.

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Heyyyyy.

Soooo you kinda just pissed a very powerful person offffff.

Sooooo uhhhh

I'm kidnapping you, because my husband would be more than a bit annoyed at your death.

So yeah!

- Simon Jackobs

Uh... no? No, thank you? I'll pass. Thanks.

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Sinclair pulled the knife free, staring at the body. They smiled brightly. Laughed even more, running their fingers through their hair. "I can't believe it," they said, kneeling down next to the corpse. "You shouldn't have fucked with me, Ame. Should've just walked away." The laughter sounded absolutely mad... and then the laughter turned into violent screaming and sobbing as the weight of what they did crashing down on them fast.

"I'm sorry," they said to the body before getting up and running. They needed to get home. They needed to get back to their auntie. Auntie would make everything better. Would make it go away.

Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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"Then I'll just have to make sure he doesn't end up like you!" Sinclair said, feeling the strings attempting to ensnare them. With each swipe of their knife, they got closer to Amelie.

Then it hit them. Like a bus, like a ton of bricks.

You've dreamt this.

They dreamt it. The memory played so clearly in their mind, and they knew Amelie's next move.

They knew how it ended.

With a positively manic laugh, they charged forward before Amelie could move and buried their knife deep, deep into its chest, right where faer heart should have been. Though Sinclair wasn't so sure it had one. With a snarl, Sinclair twisted the knife. A new might in their eyes, a rush they hadn't felt in so long. They laughed in its face, yanking the knife free before plunging it into them once again.

Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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Eric, again. It brought him up before, claimed he was the one who killed them. Sinclair didn't bring it up during their meet the other day- and they probably wouldn't ever. Why would they believe what Amelie had to say? They felt something wrong, though. Without thinking twice about it, they pulled a knife and slashed the air around them.

Strings?

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Sinclair snapped immediately, holding the knife tightly in their hand. "You- you're one of those things, aren't you? A weaver. A fucking spider."

Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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Sinclair was getting angry. They didn't want to hear any of it. They wanted to just leave it be, but they couldn't help but laugh. "No, I don't," they said simply, shaking their head. "Because I don't let people in. I don't allow myself to get attached because that's how you get hurt. You look at you! I remember thinking how cool you probably were. Now? You're pathetic." They laughed again, rolling their shoulders. "So, what's the move, Cheshire?"

Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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"I have plenty of care for those who deserve it. You've been nothing but unpleasant since we met," Sinclair said, grinding their too sharp teeth. Something told them to be wary. What could that thing possibly do to them? Would it be worse than dying? "Hard to believe I used to think of you as a friend. A best friend, from what the pictures have told me."

Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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Sinclair laughed. "Make sure I get lost, I'm sure," they said, ready to move on, ready to keep walking. Amelie wasn't worth the time. However- "Fuck you. So pissed off at everyone else because you yourself are so miserable." They scoffed then. "I don't have time for you."

Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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Amelie needed to clear their head. Staying in their apartment all the time was getting claustrophobic and they promised not to step into Wonderland for their own sake. Just taking through their building should be enough. They even chose very early morning to make sure no one was there. And yet...

And yet Sinclair was on a walk of their own. Their head was everywhere, and they were so restless after sleeping for so long. There wasn't a lot they could do, so they just... started to walk. It was peaceful in the morning. Quiet. Calm. The world was still sleeping, and Sinclair was basking in the tranquility.

Until they walked into something lanky and smelled too much of sour gummy worms. They wrinkled their nose and looked up to see... Amelie. "Watch it!" they snapped without even thinking twice about it.

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Pam then. We spoke before. Don't think we've met yet.

I slept for like... over 24 hours. Am I okay?

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I'm trying. One day at a time, I guess. Thanks, uh... Pamela, right?

I slept for like... over 24 hours. Am I okay?

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I have no idea what you're even talking about.

But okay. Sorry you can't sleep. I'll sleep for both of us.

I slept for like... over 24 hours. Am I okay?

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Oh, look at Edge Lord McGee over here. It's not all it's cracked up to be.

I slept for like... over 24 hours. Am I okay?

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Yeah, that's what I was going with, too.

Don't remember much of yesterday, but Auntie says I'm okay, so..

I slept for like... over 24 hours. Am I okay?

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I slept for like... over 24 hours. Am I okay?