Today would be that shithead L’s birthday, wouldn’t it?
If he was alive.
Let’s do something way better than celebrating his fuckin’ birthday.
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I did a terrible thing, with a sober mind
I'm a little dead.
But I can still answer just fine.
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2012-10-31 7 notes
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2012-08-31 13 notes
Sandboarding.
Somehow he manages to look even stupider than before.
I believe I may sense some jealousy.
I saw a few inaccuracies of perspective and anatomy in that image, so I drew a much better, more realistic one for you.
Only because you distacted me.
I mean distracted.
That sand’s a big improvement on your face, L. You should build a sand castle. I have a suggestion for its placement:
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Sandboarding.
Somehow he manages to look even stupider than before.
I believe I may sense some jealousy.
I saw a few inaccuracies of perspective and anatomy in that image, so I drew a much better, more realistic one for you.
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2012-08-21 33 notes
Matt laughed a bit and held his arm in place. “What do ya do when no one else is around?”
“Mostly, I fumble around like an idiot.” He started to push the needle through and make sloppy stitches.
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2012-08-14 33 notes
Thanks.
Well, at least I’ve got a spare if I lose this one!
Time to get to stitchin’, then, I guess.
“How the hell are you gonna sew that back on?” Matt raised an eyebrow.
Beyond pushed the arm back up against the spot it had fallen from and realized he had a shortage of hands with which to hold and sew. “Uh. Well.” He grinned sheepishly up at Matt. “Well, if you could hold it in place I could do it just fine. Can I get a hand??” He flopped the stray arm around, a punchline to his own joke.
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If it makes you feel any better, I ran away and lived on the streets for a few months for that. [laughs lightly] But I guess that’s still not too comparable to setting yourself on fire. [trails off, her smile fading with her words; she realizes they probably shouldn’t delve any further into his misfortune and shifts the topic back to herself, as egotistical as she felt]
Really, you’ve always been fascinating to me. [wonders if that makes him sound like a test subject or an object; shakes her head] So, I mean, your case was really no exception. [damnit, back on that again]
Honestly, there’s still a lot more I want to achieve with my life. I don’t feel like I’m doing the world much good with where I am now, but I feel as though I might have lost sight of that ‘savior’ mentality the orphanage instilled into us a while ago. [finds herself staring at one of his larger scars, blinking and realizing how rude she probably seemed before averting her eyes back to his]
They always get you thinking about what good you’re doing the world, don’t they? Making you think of yourself as a savior, a superhero, someone who fights crime and protects people.
Maybe it’s enough just leaving a mark on the world. Good or bad. Maybe it’s enough to make it so that no one can forget you, be that by your graces OR your sins.
[Notices her staring at his scars, he shifts and lets a curl of hair flop over part of his face.]
I guess that’s what I was thinking. But there’s also no harm in doing the world good, is there?Source: ask-13eyond
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I could have visited you at least once Beyond. To encourage, to boost moral, to do something that made a difference. Who knows, maybe that would have stopped your downward spiral into pure childish games.
Well it’s a bit late for “could have”s, isn’t it?
You didn’t visit, you didn’t “boost morale” or encourage me. And I went and did what I did and now I’m dead. Speculating on how you could have stopped me is a waste of time.
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Hey Beyond…You uh…Need some rubber cement or a staplegun or something?….I can get you supplies to help you holdyourself together…That has to be terribly inconvenient…..
Eh, needle and thread’s held me just fine for now.
A staplegun sounds kinda… hrm.
It’s inconvenient, but at least I’m keeping my head about me! …For now.
(via mikhailslittlemishka)
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That was a good hug. Sorry ‘bout your arm.
Hey, I give EXCELLENT hugs. Best hugs from a dead guy you’ll ever get.
But no worries about the arm. I’m always going to pieces over nothing, it’s no big.
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“I’ve got it.” Matt handed Beyond his arm.
Thanks.
Well, at least I’ve got a spare if I lose this one!Time to get to stitchin’, then, I guess.
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Why? Think you could have stopped me?
I think I could have intervened at the opportune moment to change your mind.
Oh? What could you have POSSIBLY said that would have swayed me, huh?
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[pats her head for a second, ruffling her hair before pulling his hand away]
I gotta say I’m a bit proud of you for shaking off the institution.
Even if you picked the worst guy to be inspired by.
[resumes stitching a small tear on his abdomen] I think the problem is a lot of the kids in there don’t know there’s a world outside of test scores and numbers. So I’m pretty pleased there are kids that came after me, like you, goin’ out and actually DOING shit.
Not all of us are content to waste away as armchair detectives that never see the light of day, right?[pauses, feeling him ruffle her hair; she takes it as a sign of affection and clears her throat to try and will away the pink tint to the tips of her ears]
I don’t think you’re the worst. I mean, I cared enough to write a vaguely accurate book on you, if that gives you any ideas. [holds shut a small piece of skin so he has his hands free to continue his stitching]
I really did respect you. Well, still do. [wonders if she should prod about the case or if it’s too sensitive a subject] Even if you didn’t achieve all of what you were going for.
[feels a bit hypocritical, considering she would, in his situation, never see what had happened as any sort of success - only a drastic failure]
Being an armchair detective appealed to me for a while but only because L made it seem so glamorous. What they told us about L, that is.
L did make it seem glamorous, didn’t he? Like he was off jetting around the world like a super-spy, infiltrating governments and building special secret services.
Turns out most of what he was doing was sitting in his hotel room talking on the phone or staring at a computer screen. What a shame. [shakes his head slowly] I set myself on fire for that.
[shifts a little, uncomfortable talking about the case and the fire.] I’m honored to have your respect. Hell, you wrote a BOOK about me, I’m one lucky dead guy.
I just don’t think I deserve it from a tenacious little lady who accomplished three times what I could’ve done with my life. [clears his throat as he finishes his stitches and ties them off]
Thanks, though. Way to make a corpse feel special.Source: ask-13eyond