This is Christopher, leave a message. [He clears his throat and quietly to the side whispers 'how was that Peggy? Yeah...yeah some more oomph. I thought so too']
You've reached Chaos! Leave a message or this answering machine will explode!
[christopher is under the bed in the darkness, laying across the couch that's under there. He's brought his pillow under with him and his face is pressed into it, trying to breath through the tears.]
I'm under here [He sounds so miserable even in his head, though at least there aren't any hiccups or sniffles in between the words. Though if he listens carefully, he can hear them audibly coming from under the bedskirt.]
[He pulls up the bed skirt and sits on the couch under the bed, hunched over but not uncomfortable.]
This is a prison. It's a nice prison, but that doesn't change what it is. We're here because someone with power disapproves of us and what we do. Unsurprisingly, those chosen to be his wardens also disapprove. Of what we are. And what we do.
[Being hugged by a child is an entirely new experience and he's not entirely sure what to do with it, so he somewhat awkwardly pats Chris' head.]
The Admiral wants to change us. He wants us to be not what we are now.
He asked me as well. I agreed only because I have confidence I can escape any prison sooner or later. If I hadn't agreed, there'd be no escape from what was coming for me.
[Fully dead if he was very lucky. But becoming a bodiless voice as the Twelve escaped an exploding space station seemed the most likely outcome when the Admiral made his offer.]
[He isnt sure that really can tell the difference, or even recognize the confusion or if he's being insincere as he cries. He feels the pat on his head and thats fine, it seems.
Its enough.]
I dont want to change... I just want to be somewhere safe for me and other monsters.
There are other places in the universe, however. Your options aren't just "here" and "Earth." Before I came here, I once had a TARDIS. That's a living ship that can travel in time and space, not unlike the Barge in some ways. But no Admiral, no wardens, no prison.
[He sniffles, lifting his head to rub at his eyes and look up at Eleven.
If he left Earth behind then he'd be leaving all the people he loved. But he also was starting to get attached to quite a few people on the Barge as well. He didnt want to leave them either.
His voice is a little rough and sniffly, but he does talk outloud this time.]
Would you take me with you? And if we did...would we be able to go back to Earth sometimes?
Of course! The whole point of a TARDIS is you can go anywhere in one. Earth is boring and there are humans there, but there's no reason we couldn't visit now and then if it strikes your fancy.
[Chris would need to get a lot more accustomed to violence and mass destruction in order to travel with the Eleven, but he thinks they'll get their eventually. One slow step at a time.]
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methodofmadness) wrote2026-03-01 09:14 pm
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Christopher? Are you in there?
[And then telepathically:]
There's no need to talk if you'd rather answer this way.
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I'm under here [He sounds so miserable even in his head, though at least there aren't any hiccups or sniffles in between the words. Though if he listens carefully, he can hear them audibly coming from under the bedskirt.]
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People have called me scary and dangerous as well.
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I should be used to it, but I thought It would be different here... That was so fucking stupid of me.
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This is a prison. It's a nice prison, but that doesn't change what it is. We're here because someone with power disapproves of us and what we do. Unsurprisingly, those chosen to be his wardens also disapprove. Of what we are. And what we do.
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I was asked to be here... why would the Admiral ask me here if he thinks theres something wrong with me?
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The Admiral wants to change us. He wants us to be not what we are now.
He asked me as well. I agreed only because I have confidence I can escape any prison sooner or later. If I hadn't agreed, there'd be no escape from what was coming for me.
[Fully dead if he was very lucky. But becoming a bodiless voice as the Twelve escaped an exploding space station seemed the most likely outcome when the Admiral made his offer.]
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Its enough.]
I dont want to change... I just want to be somewhere safe for me and other monsters.
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There are other places in the universe, however. Your options aren't just "here" and "Earth." Before I came here, I once had a TARDIS. That's a living ship that can travel in time and space, not unlike the Barge in some ways. But no Admiral, no wardens, no prison.
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If he left Earth behind then he'd be leaving all the people he loved. But he also was starting to get attached to quite a few people on the Barge as well. He didnt want to leave them either.
His voice is a little rough and sniffly, but he does talk outloud this time.]
Would you take me with you? And if we did...would we be able to go back to Earth sometimes?
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[Chris would need to get a lot more accustomed to violence and mass destruction in order to travel with the Eleven, but he thinks they'll get their eventually. One slow step at a time.]