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Starways to Hell

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

“Every now and then you’ll see wreckage…… and star dust surrounding it…. so we say yes. That’s why you respect them….”

“Oh… wow,” Carlos said softly. That was… a terrifying
concept, but… actually kind of a great one. Only idiots and monsters would be
punished really, it seemed.

“Otherwise they are as you saw. Calm gentle creatures. And today. You made a friend.”

Carlos chuckled. “Yeah, I… I guess I did.” He looked at
Yondu. “Hey… can I get those pictures onto my datapad? Next time we’re
planet-side, I wanna see if I can get them printed.” It’d be tough to convert
them to a file that could go onto his phone, so he figured he could show his
dad and brother physical copies when he got back home.

“Sure. Get ya a nice little old booklet to hold all the pictures. Gonna have a whole bunch to show yer folks.”

Carlos smiled and nodded. “Yeah – I’d like that,” he said. “Great
idea.” He then thought for a moment. “I think my dad would like you. After he
and my brother get over the ‘aliens exist’ thing… I think they would like to
meet you.”

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Well
first it was just the tira from an anon, then they made it so that
someone else could only take it off of me, then someone added a dress
and it was just kinda,,,, humiliating? For me? So now I’m burning them.

*Carlos’ shoulders slumped and he sighed deeply.* Ah… the
Grey-faces. Yeah, okay… I totally understand now.

I’m assuming they’ve gotten you at some point?

*laughs* Kid, I’ve been at this five years. Of course they got to me. You know my
daughter? Angela? You just met her, of course you know her. Well, she’s the
result of a Grey-face curse. 🙂

Woah,, did the anons just like,, give you a child? Can they do that? Just “suprise you have to take care of this now excited statement and holiday”

*laughs* no, no, it wasn’t quite like that… it was more of “Surprise,
you’re pregnant! Nevermind that you’re a man and don’t have the parts!”

Wait how is that possible?

Anon magic or something like that. You know why they’re called M!A’s?
It means Magic-Anon.

I know what M!A means, just, how?

You got me. Basically, the most I can figure is that Angela
ended up being a clone of me. Just… female.

So if Angela is a clone of you does that mean she’s in the science camp too?

Well, yeah, she’s in Science Camp right now. But her being a
genetic clone has nothing to do with that, actually – she legitimately loves
science. But that might be because of my profession. *he smiles a bit behind
his mask* But yeah, if she had wanted Dance Camp or Science Fiction Camp then
she would have gone to that instead. *then Max’s wording seems to confuse Carlos* You… you’re in science camp too, aren’t you? Isn’t this Science Camp?

Uh, kiddo? No offense, but you look kinda sick. You feeling okay?

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*laughs* hell fucking no, dude

yeah… it usually starts moving after i eat.. but it has been awhile.. am i really cold? *he tilts his head abit*

Yeah… or, at least colder than me. Wow… this is really
strange. *he scoffs at himself* Sorry, sorry, I’m just… confused, and in awe.

really? *he looks kinda surprised as he holds his arm close to his chest. he fixes the bandages* i don’t think anyones ever been ‘in awe’ at this…

Well… the way I see it you’re not really dead. Like, you are, but you’re still able to talk and think
and stuff. This is fascinating… grisly, but fascinating.

huh *he smiled slightly as he hopped off the bed* well… thanks i guess ? it’s weird though, knowing you could die at any given moment and it wouldn’t mean anything, not really.. *he wondered off to the door and waited for Carlos*

*Carlos follows him, feeling better about things now that he
knows Max is okay… more or less.* How long have you been like this, Max?

… just about all summer i think… which reminds me, i still have to find a place to stay after summer.. that’ll be fun… speaking of fun, wanna go hunting with me?

Uh… *there was a lot of stuff that Carlos wanted to respond
to, but one thing at a time* Hunting? Don’t you need tags and stuff?

what i need is food, and normal food doesn’t work anymore…. i’m kinda like a zombie in that way

Ah, I see… I suppose. I still think you might need tags or
you’d get in trouble though… I’m pretty sure poaching on this land is illegal.
Some rich guy owns it or something.

mr campbell? eh, he won’t miss a few squirrels… one time i caught a bird! *he smiles* i was careful enough and i got to keep the skull! after that i tried to glue it to the wall but it got stuck to my hand… *he chuckles* … as much as it may sound like it, i don’t actually like killing, but if i don’t i black out and hurt people

Uh, wh-what? Have you… given hot dogs a try? They’re
relatively cheap and they’re still made of meat. Kind of.

not.. that i can remember? but i think that’s mostly cause i don’t have any money … why are hospitals so expensive?

Are… they still trying to get money out of a dead boy? Wait…
I suppose if they could still charge you, of course they would. I can pick up a
packet of hot-dogs next time I go to town, if you’d like. And maybe a fishing
license too, now that I think about it. That way things would be a bit more
legal here. *he hums, contemplating* I’d need to get some tackle and a pole too…

you need a license to fish? i thought that was just for driving… *he looked up at the other* and the hospitals don’t know i’m dead, aside from a handful of people in camp and you, no one knows about me

That’s… all kinds of messed up. About the hospitals, I mean.
*he sighs* Well, about the fish – yeah, you need a license. Otherwise there’s
no limit on how many fish people can get and then the lake will no longer have
fish in it. A license is just a word for an ‘I’m allowed to do this’ paper.

huh… so how do you get one? do you have to get every time you want to fish?

No, it lasts for a few months. then you can get like four fish per day. You just have to get bait and tackle. It’ll do until you get home. Do… do your parents know about this whole… *he gestures at Max*

my parents… i don’t think they’ll care, and honestly, i don’t care what they think cause i’m never going back to them again *he crossed his arms angrily*

*Carlos is just confused. But he then got a little angry.
What could his parents have done to make him believe that* They wouldn’t care
that you’d been in a fatal… event?

Starways to Hell

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

“Every now and then you’ll see wreckage…… and star dust surrounding it…. so we say yes. That’s why you respect them….”

“Oh… wow,” Carlos said softly. That was… a terrifying
concept, but… actually kind of a great one. Only idiots and monsters would be
punished really, it seemed.

Uh, kiddo? No offense, but you look kinda sick. You feeling okay?

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*laughs* hell fucking no, dude

yeah… it usually starts moving after i eat.. but it has been awhile.. am i really cold? *he tilts his head abit*

Yeah… or, at least colder than me. Wow… this is really
strange. *he scoffs at himself* Sorry, sorry, I’m just… confused, and in awe.

really? *he looks kinda surprised as he holds his arm close to his chest. he fixes the bandages* i don’t think anyones ever been ‘in awe’ at this…

Well… the way I see it you’re not really dead. Like, you are, but you’re still able to talk and think
and stuff. This is fascinating… grisly, but fascinating.

huh *he smiled slightly as he hopped off the bed* well… thanks i guess ? it’s weird though, knowing you could die at any given moment and it wouldn’t mean anything, not really.. *he wondered off to the door and waited for Carlos*

*Carlos follows him, feeling better about things now that he
knows Max is okay… more or less.* How long have you been like this, Max?

… just about all summer i think… which reminds me, i still have to find a place to stay after summer.. that’ll be fun… speaking of fun, wanna go hunting with me?

Uh… *there was a lot of stuff that Carlos wanted to respond
to, but one thing at a time* Hunting? Don’t you need tags and stuff?

what i need is food, and normal food doesn’t work anymore…. i’m kinda like a zombie in that way

Ah, I see… I suppose. I still think you might need tags or
you’d get in trouble though… I’m pretty sure poaching on this land is illegal.
Some rich guy owns it or something.

mr campbell? eh, he won’t miss a few squirrels… one time i caught a bird! *he smiles* i was careful enough and i got to keep the skull! after that i tried to glue it to the wall but it got stuck to my hand… *he chuckles* … as much as it may sound like it, i don’t actually like killing, but if i don’t i black out and hurt people

Uh, wh-what? Have you… given hot dogs a try? They’re
relatively cheap and they’re still made of meat. Kind of.

not.. that i can remember? but i think that’s mostly cause i don’t have any money … why are hospitals so expensive?

Are… they still trying to get money out of a dead boy? Wait…
I suppose if they could still charge you, of course they would. I can pick up a
packet of hot-dogs next time I go to town, if you’d like. And maybe a fishing
license too, now that I think about it. That way things would be a bit more
legal here. *he hums, contemplating* I’d need to get some tackle and a pole too…

you need a license to fish? i thought that was just for driving… *he looked up at the other* and the hospitals don’t know i’m dead, aside from a handful of people in camp and you, no one knows about me

That’s… all kinds of messed up. About the hospitals, I mean.
*he sighs* Well, about the fish – yeah, you need a license. Otherwise there’s
no limit on how many fish people can get and then the lake will no longer have
fish in it. A license is just a word for an ‘I’m allowed to do this’ paper.

huh… so how do you get one? do you have to get every time you want to fish?

No, it lasts for a few months. then you can get like four fish per day. You just have to get bait and tackle. It’ll do until you get home. Do… do your parents know about this whole… *he gestures at Max*

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Well
first it was just the tira from an anon, then they made it so that
someone else could only take it off of me, then someone added a dress
and it was just kinda,,,, humiliating? For me? So now I’m burning them.

*Carlos’ shoulders slumped and he sighed deeply.* Ah… the
Grey-faces. Yeah, okay… I totally understand now.

I’m assuming they’ve gotten you at some point?

*laughs* Kid, I’ve been at this five years. Of course they got to me. You know my
daughter? Angela? You just met her, of course you know her. Well, she’s the
result of a Grey-face curse. 🙂

Woah,, did the anons just like,, give you a child? Can they do that? Just “suprise you have to take care of this now excited statement and holiday”

*laughs* no, no, it wasn’t quite like that… it was more of “Surprise,
you’re pregnant! Nevermind that you’re a man and don’t have the parts!”

Wait how is that possible?

Anon magic or something like that. You know why they’re called M!A’s?
It means Magic-Anon.

I know what M!A means, just, how?

You got me. Basically, the most I can figure is that Angela
ended up being a clone of me. Just… female.

Starways to Hell

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

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Well
first it was just the tira from an anon, then they made it so that
someone else could only take it off of me, then someone added a dress
and it was just kinda,,,, humiliating? For me? So now I’m burning them.

*Carlos’ shoulders slumped and he sighed deeply.* Ah… the
Grey-faces. Yeah, okay… I totally understand now.

I’m assuming they’ve gotten you at some point?

*laughs* Kid, I’ve been at this five years. Of course they got to me. You know my
daughter? Angela? You just met her, of course you know her. Well, she’s the
result of a Grey-face curse. 🙂

Woah,, did the anons just like,, give you a child? Can they do that? Just “suprise you have to take care of this now excited statement and holiday”

*laughs* no, no, it wasn’t quite like that… it was more of “Surprise,
you’re pregnant! Nevermind that you’re a man and don’t have the parts!”

Wait how is that possible?

Anon magic or something like that. You know why they’re called M!A’s?
It means Magic-Anon.

🌼

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“What are you doing?” Dark asked reaching up to remove the flower to look at it

“Oh, I just found these,” Carlos said, showing a small bouquet of flowers in his hand. “I think I’m going to press some of them for my daughter. But… y’know; it’s a nice day outside. Sunny, even with the cold. And these guys were still hanging around.”

“So you wanted to put one in my hair?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. “A bit strange.” Dark said a bit pointedly. 

Carlos smiled, a little nervously, and shrugged. “Yeah… but
I can’t keep these to myself.”