[Video]

[thanklesswork]

[The feed opens up to the sight of the Kid's room. The floor was once again littered with fresh bottles of booze all over, and the Kid was sitting on his bed facing the camera. Anyone who's seen his broadcasts before knows that him looking like hell from injuries is an average Saturday morning...but this takes the cake. Albedo did a number on him, most of his movements stiff and him covered in homemade bandages, wounds and sores everywhere.

The worst part is that the hardened, stoic look his eyes usually kept was instead a distant, glazed one.]

I don't get it.

[His voice is quiet. Probably because he took a nasty hit to the cheek that makes speaking difficult, so he speaks slowly and quietly.]

I don't get what makes people and animals go rabid on each other. The same as back home, too...Zulf turned on us when he found out what destroyed our world...killed 'is fiance' 'n hopes for peace. But even if it slowed us down from movin' on, he didn't lose all decency...I even understood 'im. It's why I saved him 'fore I came here.

But what the hell is wrong with the rest of you, then? I'm not talkin' 'bout everyone glarin' daggers or screamin' 'bout all of this. It's normal. [Sort of, but he doesn't know that.] I'm talkin' 'bout folks who know we're all in this together and decide to use others as toys or bullseyes. The hell do you get off? You wanna see everyone fall to pieces 'cause you think it'd be funny? 'Cause no one can die here?

I stepped in 'cause I didn't think there was any goodness or good reason to it. None of you who've done this are any Zulf. I...[He's cut off by some coughing, his whole body shaking with pain as he does. Getting too verbose was hurting him...not that he could hope to contain himself like he usually did.]

Can't go back to the Bastion. Can't even put a bullet in my noggin' and stay dead. Don't think a Kid's words'll work either. Not like many of you have seen a whole world blasted into nothin'...watch everything you ever worked and broke your back for fall to pieces. Mom's dead. The Masons are dead. Caelondia's dead. Hell, Rucks, Zia, Zulf...they might all be dead too while I've been stuck here with the lot of you all.

The lot of you who think killin' without good reason or sense is fun...hope you burn. Hope you're undone. You'll be there before too long.

[That's all he can say before he starts rapidly losing strength and lays back in bed. The feed's still rolling. You'll get weak, drunken responses if you voice or video. Texts won't be noticed.]

Comments

[Video]

[technologic]

[April had listened to him, and her expression is surprisingly blank when she turns the feed on to reply, though she can't hide the concern. He won't be able to see her clenched fists though.]

... What happened?

[Video]

[thanklesswork]

[Cough, cough. That's the initial response she gets.]

That monstrous guy...white hair, twisted smile...attacked that woman in the park. Fought 'im. Only slowed him down.

[Voice for now]

[namedforcat]

[Oh he's got a bad feeling that he knows what Kid is talking about.]

Sometimes there are reasons beyond what we can understand, that is to say, I don't get it either.

[Video still]

[thanklesswork]

[Be happy he doesn't know you're brothers with said rabid person, Gaignun. Kid doesn't turn to face his phone.]

Fantastic.

[Yeaaaah, sticking to voice]

[namedforcat]

[Hence why he's sticking to voice.]

I would claim it's part of human nature, but it's still rather sad that we haven't grown out of it yet.

[Video]

[seeslights]

... Is there anything I can bring you?

[her voice sounds rather dull, not much affected by the Kid's rant. It's everything she's been thinking to herself already. A whole lot of whys. If he happens to glance over at the phone he might see the rather delicate-looking girl is looking like she got a beating, too.]