TG: i remember waking up here TG: after getting shot TT: Yes. TT: What else? TG: then the cage bunny came TG: he gave us the bomb TG: whered he go anyway TT: She's around. TG: the bunnys a she TT: Her name is Liv Tyler. TG: dumb TT: Take it up with John. TT: What else? TG: we were talking about who should go TT: Do you remember what we decided? TG: no TG: wait TG: wasnt i going to go TG: is that what happened did i go and now im dead TT: Not quite. TG: whats not quite TG: that i didnt go or that im not dead TT: Do you remember anything else? TG: no TT: What about why you went to fight Jack? TG: sure TG: i did that TG: because i wanted to TG: and because i was supposed to TT: Are you sure? TG: yeah i saw my future self fighting him so obviously that had to happen or else id be dead anyway TG: without even getting the satisfaction of standing up to him TT: So was your decision a result of desire or obligation? TG: hard to explain TG: with all the time shit going on TG: i dont try to understand your light shit do i TT: I don't know much about the Light Shit, to be honest. TT: I may have missed my chance to figure it out. TG: havent we had this conversation already TT: Mostly. TT: I'm doing what I can to jog your memory. TG: its jogging i guess TG: its manboobs are jiggling a little TT: Nice. TT: So what about Jade? TG: what TT: You didn't tell her your expedition with her would result in your death, let alone one she'd inadvertently cause. TT: Or that she'd be stuck with the job of resuscitating you. Did you? TG: what am i really supposed to say TG: hey were gonna hunt frogs til you shoot me through the jack TG: then i die and youve got to make out with me TG: that kind of changes how the whole thing goes doesnt it TT: Not if you're "supposed to," right? TG: what does that even mean TT: I guess you're right. No reason to make an effort to empathize if doing so comes at the price of oblivion. TG: wtf TT: It must be comforting to have your ASPD tacitly supported by predestination. TG: aspd TT: Antisocial personality disorder. TG: oh no TG: this conversation just got bumrushed by a mudslide of fucking awful TT: It wasn't already awful, believing you might be dead? TG: you dont know anything TG: about what i was feeling or what happened on lofaf TG: you were all pavement faced and babbling your throefester speak and flipping off the shit with your own crazy deathwish thing why do you think you know what was going through my head TG: youre just assuming and throwing around psyche buzzwords like aspd complex disorder TT: So it's a disorder, a complex, and then a disorder again for good measure? TG: in your case probably TT: Sounds like a positively delirious state of existence. TG: its some delirious biznasty alright TT: Oh... snap? TG: yes ima authorize a GOD DAMN you may swipe it at the door to check yourself into the burn ward TT: Might you loosen the purse strings on an "Oh no he didn't?" TG: nah those are kept in emergency reserve for yo mama jokes from the 90s TG: anyway TG: im telling you if i said anything at all about it she probably doesnt even fire her gun once and all im doing is dragging her into a doomed timeline with me TT: I guess I'm learning to be impressed by your sense of obligation to inevitable misfortune. It's a strange case of inspiration through futility. TG: none of this is that big a deal TG: i just mentioned the basics to her TG: that id stop time traveling soon TG: break out of the loops TG: not have to wonder all the time if i was taking a wrong turn and dooming everybody TG: i was never that cool with this TT: With what, exactly? TG: you know how you turned out to be this incredibly shitty seer of light and basically failed at that in every way imaginable TT: Hey! TG: well maybe i never wanted to be a knight of time TG: maybe id rather just be like TG: the dave of guy TG: you know just some dude TT: These really do not sound like the words of someone ready to face his own death. TT: The kind you don't wake up from, I mean. TG: i guess not TG: guess i failed my quest then TG: so im like TG: now what bitches TG: to nobody in particular i guess TT: The unseen bitches callously conspiring to expect greatness from you? TG: yes those exact bitches TT: If that's how you feel, TT: Then why did you insist on going on the mission to deliverTheTumor? TT: Black-and-whitened for giant yin-yang bomb.