[ It's sent in initial frustration and she takes a second to catch herself. Maybe it's that it's easier to be angry at him than it is to be angry at all the people who want to believe the best, most optimistic outcomes. Or it's easier to be angrier at him than it is to be angry at the universe for the place it put her in. ]
i didn't think it existed in my world until just before i got here. her rewind powers came out of nowhere, we didn't... know. we didn't know what they could do, what the WOULD do, what they'd ruin and
it's not just some unproven hypothesis. things started to go to hell the moment she saved me. i died over and over because the universe was trying to correct itself, and she'd rewind to fix it and save me every time. it wasn't until we said forget and rewound back to the beginning and i just died and stayed dead that things
stopped.
she's here. she's from ... after. and everything went back to normal the moment i let myself die. how is that not proof?
[ Sorry, was there an overarching story to all this? Will's going to focus on that next, probably, but as usual he's distracted by the people involved, because what he types is instead the off-topic ] she must really care about you. using new powers over and over to keep you around. [ Will isn't sure he'd take "you can now reverse time and change the course of planetary history" really well, personally. This story is a lot to take in for so many reasons.
anyway right, chaos theory and people assuming they're lightning rods for the universe's hate. ] sounds like you made up your mind about what the universe wants with you.
[ There's a pause. ] i don't usually consider myself an optimist, but i can see why your friends don't want to tell you that maybe you're better off to everyone if you're dead. i've got a feeling you can see why they're not eager to say that, too
the first thing that comes to mind is that maybe it wasn't YOU the universe was trying to correct. maybe it was your friend's time traveling powers. [ And Will said he wasn't an optimist.
But god, there's something painful and raw about reading i'm scared'. It feels more fragile than hearing someone say it, knowing it had to get committed to text. ]
i've got some experience with feeling like you're the one putting your friends in danger. i know how that...can eat at you but if i was those friends you're talking about, i'd probably say that what they're willing to risk isn't your decision
then why not destroy everything else, why am i always dying? it was the only thing that strung together every single timeline
[ She's spent a lot of time wondering if it was her rewind powers. It's still possible, probably, and there's reason in it, but Chloe's never been able to see it, no matter how hard she tries. She's likely far too self-loathing for that kind of introspection.
But his last words, what they're willing to risk isn't your decision, are ones she stares at for a long time. She'd told Max constantly she needed her to stop deciding her fate for her, stop deciding what was worth dying for and what wasn't. Was she doing the same thing to her friends? Forcing them to give up on a dream because of her own bullshit?
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[ It's sent in initial frustration and she takes a second to catch herself. Maybe it's that it's easier to be angry at him than it is to be angry at all the people who want to believe the best, most optimistic outcomes. Or it's easier to be angrier at him than it is to be angry at the universe for the place it put her in. ]
i didn't think it existed in my world until just before i got here. her rewind powers came out of nowhere, we didn't... know. we didn't know what they could do, what the WOULD do, what they'd ruin and
it's not just some unproven hypothesis. things started to go to hell the moment she saved me. i died over and over because the universe was trying to correct itself, and she'd rewind to fix it and save me every time. it wasn't until we said forget and rewound back to the beginning and i just died and stayed dead that things
stopped.
she's here. she's from ... after. and everything went back to normal the moment i let myself die. how is that not proof?
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anyway right, chaos theory and people assuming they're lightning rods for the universe's hate. ] sounds like you made up your mind about what the universe wants with you.
[ There's a pause. ] i don't usually consider myself an optimist, but i can see why your friends don't want to tell you that maybe you're better off to everyone if you're dead. i've got a feeling you can see why they're not eager to say that, too
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[ It's a trap, Will. She has to have her mind made up about home or else is means she died for nothing, okay. ]
of course i know why they're not. i'd be the same. i just
i'm
i'm scared
i don't want to hurt people anymore
i can't watch anyone or anything else die, it's
it's too much, dude
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But god, there's something painful and raw about reading i'm scared'. It feels more fragile than hearing someone say it, knowing it had to get committed to text. ]
i've got some experience with feeling like you're the one putting your friends in danger. i know how that...can eat at you
but
if i was those friends you're talking about, i'd probably say that what they're willing to risk isn't your decision
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[ She's spent a lot of time wondering if it was her rewind powers. It's still possible, probably, and there's reason in it, but Chloe's never been able to see it, no matter how hard she tries. She's likely far too self-loathing for that kind of introspection.
But his last words, what they're willing to risk isn't your decision, are ones she stares at for a long time. She'd told Max constantly she needed her to stop deciding her fate for her, stop deciding what was worth dying for and what wasn't. Was she doing the same thing to her friends? Forcing them to give up on a dream because of her own bullshit?
Huh.
Point 1 for William Graham. ]
i
guess that's fair