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go read it its actually fuckin sick

Reminder that I wrote this fic where Nigel survives the shot

Just saying

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read or maybe dont!

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idk if the punchline is very seeable buttttttttttt :3

Like minds in a nutshell

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:( THANK YOU i promise when it updates it will be so devastating </3

Just imagining "Wasteland, Baby!" by Hozier as post double-homicide Forbie. They're both alive and they run away and watch the chaos unfold from afar✨❤️

(yes I am thinking about @thingintheroad 's fic about Forbie running away after the murders)

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if we take the story at face value;

nigel stripped alex of his personhood and wove him into the pure delusion clouding his reality

alex watched nigel blow a shotgun bullet into his face and watched him die on those tracks

now with this;

we dont know how long it took him to die. we dont know how long alex was sat in the rain with a limp, lifeless body in his arms, if nigel was even dead before EMS got there.

if we interpret that alex pulled the trigger;

alex shot someone he had become dangerously close to and held the body in his arms in the pouring rain on traintracks for GOD KNOWS HOW LONG.

something thats very vague in this film is when death happens. we only see nigels parents get shot and fall limp. those are the only on screen deaths (imo). we do not see josh hit the ground, we do not see susan die, and nigels death is deliberately shrouded as they both had their hands on the trigger.

I WONDER WHY WE ALL LOVE THIS FILM.

Trying to figure out if this scene was real or not

Like was that Alex's imagination or did this repressed homosexual cradle his frenemy/boyfriend's body and gently caress it in the rain.

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i think alex had no idea what he was doing. he had just (accidentally) shot nigel's father and taken part in hiding the bodies, so i fully think he was zonked out on adrenaline and depersonalisation

Y'all think Alex was planning to shoot Nigel? When they fought on the train tracks and Alex overpowered Nigel and took the gun and pointed it at him, did he ever have the intention to shoot? Was it just to subdue Nigel, or did he want to kill him?

Food for thought🫶

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keep ur eyes peeled tonight :3 btwn 11 and 12pm GMT if im not sleeping

for science, who do we think was Dream of the endless before Morpheus?

like we have Daniel after Morpheus, but im thinking:

hypothetically, nigel becomes Morpheus in a weird twist of eternity as a way for him to....idk....atone?????? or smth. so what would the dream before him look like? hypothetically for science of course.

i personally think smth like jareth from labrynth or robert smith but idk!!

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me: so thats why i think gregory did a real disservice to these charscters by going so hard for the evil and weird troubled kids angle instead of making these two explicitly queer characters.

person in real life: hey man hows it going, crazy weather huh

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sleep deprivation has me considering rewatching even though the horror......

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okay maybe im getting ideas about the less murder trans alex fic bc i went down a rabbit hole ab how catholics are seemingly super strict abt who can and cant get communion but anglicans are pretty welcoming.......

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lmk if you need the three local file songs for spotify :3

playlist!!!

i think i accidentally let an introject give us the nigel colbie haircut but a little longer and i dont know how to feel about it so have this playlist

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLa5fpOUr793IV4plpGAxMO79-9iPcOGcV&si=4zLVLtsD6lDhmbV2

(the youtube is the same playlist as on spotify, and the first four songs on both are directly inspired by @gali-in-distress whos post essentially sparked this tangent when i promised myself i would be writing but this helped cause ill be able to think more!)

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have this (pt 1)

nigel dying and morpheus selecting him for the next Dream of the Endless incarnation is such a fun concept to me

like after the gunshot and the bleeding out, a vortex of a thousand stars encompasses his being.

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he emerges lying on the cold marble floor of a throne room of sorts, just as he had been on the tracks in his Jack's arms moments ago.

a large cat-like figure paces towards him, eyes like a million dying galaxies as they seem to consume his soul.

what was this?

he was meant to achieve eternity, to come out the other side with Jack and receive the gift he had done so much to achieve.

the cat spoke to him.

"you are nigel. you have just left the land of the living, but you were not brought away by my sister, Death."

he couldnt bring words to his mouth if he wanted to. he strains his throat, but all that leaves is a dry croak.

the cat spoke again.

"do not strain yourself so, i will answer your questions soon. for now, remain here, i am not quite done with my work.". it's paws sound almost like fracturing stars against the cool stone flooring as it pads away from him.

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it almost feels like days go by before he meets the cat again.

after a short while, he is able to get up from where he lies and exit out from the room he woke up in. just outside the gigantic door he encounters a pair of birds, both crows.

just as the cat, they too can talk, but are unable or unwilling to discuss the nature of where exactly he finds himself, of the identity of the cat itself. all he is able to learn is that they refer to the cat as their 'boss', or 'master'.

moving down the hall, he comes into a library, it's sole inhabitant referring to themselves as a librarian, once again divulging no information about where he is.

the library apparently contains a record of every dream and nightmare ever dreamt, all able to be read but none able to be edited.

he does not consider asking if he could read Jack's book to learn if he'd dreamt of him since...

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a sudden burning pain erupts over the left side of his face and through his skull.

nigel doubles over, nearly crying out in pain but once again finding he is unable to make a sound.

the pain lasts for a few seconds, leaving him dizzy and grasping blindly for support before the librarian helps to steady him, a look almost recognisable as pity painting their face, but in his blind panic nigel finds his mind failing him.

he thinks about Jack - Alex. how stupid could he be to meet someone he cherished so deeply just to throw it all away for some vague understanding of destiny? how could he leave him to face whatever was to come next alone?

he thinks about Susan. he thinks about every descision he could have made differently to not drag her into his twisted continuation. he thinks about the life she could have lived had he been able to understand how far gone he truly was.

he thinks about Josh. in some way he could justify it as self defense, but in no way did josh have to die. that was the beginning of the end.

as for the rest - he feels an unmoving refusal to even think. he feels an almost hollow sickness and confusion about it. nothing about it had been right.

he had been wrong about everything.

he loses conciousness, falling to the floor.

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for science, who do we think was Dream of the endless before Morpheus?

like we have Daniel after Morpheus, but im thinking:

hypothetically, nigel becomes Morpheus in a weird twist of eternity as a way for him to....idk....atone?????? or smth. so what would the dream before him look like? hypothetically for science of course.

i personally think smth like jareth from labrynth or robert smith but idk!!

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holds up my left and right hands over a still of the part before nigel shot himself to figure out which side would potentially have negative consequences in a metaphysical sense (autism is going so hard rn)

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much more fun fanfic upcoming :3 projection fics are on hold

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is it too weird if i introject post on here,

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do we prefer nigel as a character or is our ex-host more like alex than they ever want to admit