[PUBLIC CHANNEL] DAY 88 - RE: FOSTER'S MUSHI DICK PLOT

[osteothropy]

Hey.

Foster. The human living in Trailer #18.

You better look alive, 'cause you ain't foolin' anybody.

Hand over the plants or the stuffed animal gets it.

Comments

[osteothropy]

Probably because he's nuts, buddy. Don't worry about him.

[kingsroads]

Madness isn't an excuse, you know, [ the other resident lunatic lazily adds in. ]

[osteothropy]

No, but it's an explanation.

[kingsroads]

A valid point. Still... [ Still, Foster's not too bad a dude and even though this is a BIT of a fuckup, Strange can't help but be a little bit empathetic with regards to fucking things up in a fit of madness huh gee I wonder why that might be the case. There's a pause before he continues. ]

Still, Foster might have believed that his actions were best at the time. Like I said, madness isn't an excuse, but it certainly can provide context. We'll simply need to ask him about his reasoning.

[ which, considering that he still sounds like he'll fall asleep any minute, is something Strange will not be good at! ]

[detonarrator]

His reasoning is gonna be shitty, circulatory, and self congratulating. [Hi, Sophie here, with All Her Foster Experience in tow.] I get this is Ringmaster territory now, but believe me, I won't let something like this happen again. I'll keep him on fucking lock down if I have to.

For the record, death threats aren't gonna make any impact.

[She sounds so very tired.]

[osteothropy]

I got that impression.

[dontpokethat]

That doesn't-- how am I supposed to not worry?!

[INTERNAL SCREAMING]

[osteothropy]

Because it's not your problem anymore.

[dontpokethat]

Not my problem? Seriously? Sans, I realize this isn't my department, but that doesn't mean it's not my problem! I can't just disconnect myself from this, I don't-- It's still my problem!

[osteothropy]

To be honest, Ginko? Learning to disconnect a little could do ya a world of good.

[dontpokethat]

Well, I can't, especially not from this. It's my problem, and it's always going to be, and there's no changing that. Look, I won't interfere, I know I won't be much help here, but it's not like this doesn't have to do with me!

[dorkypantsuit]

What could you do anyway? Calm down and let Sans do his job.

[BOSS VOICE NOW. Just talking sternly into his radio in Jokers trailer with like 10 other people all milling around NBD.]

[dontpokethat]

I know!

[It takes him a moment to respond again after that. When he does, his voice is tenser, stamping down all his anger and frustration into a shaky semblance of calm.]

I-- I know I can't do anything, alright? I just said, I'm not going to get in the way.

[dorkypantsuit]

[The urge to find Ginko and somehow try to calm him is strong. For a moment he wavers on his own decision to stay away.]

Than what's bothering you?

[dontpokethat]

What do you think is bothering me? This wouldn't be happening if it weren't for-- for me. For this.

[Referring abstractly to an unseen condition over the radio. Great communication skills, Ginko.]

PUBLIC --> SEMI-PRIVATE

[dorkypantsuit]

[God damn it Ginko.]

Switch to your personal channel.

[Psi switches over also.]

Where are you?

[dontpokethat]

[Dammit.

He switches over.]

Why do you ask?

He had to leave the popcorn party for this.

[dorkypantsuit]

[ Ψiigh...]

Because I care about you and I don't like hearing you sound so upset.

I'd like to help, so please tell me where you are.

ginko isn't responsible for your actions dangit >:I

[dontpokethat]

[What the fuck is happening here, he doesn't even know. He drops down to sit on his bed, dragging the hand not holding his radio down his face.]

...Why?

Why do you even-- dammit.

[He can hear his voice shaking again. What the hell is he supposed to do about any of this?]

Look, you don't have to... to pretend that you're not angry with me.

[osteothropy]

It has to do with you in that you are the victim of a crime. That's where it ends.

[dontpokethat]

The carnival isn't filling with mushi on its own.

[osteothropy]

And it wasn't before people messed with a cheap an' easy solution to that, either.

[dontpokethat]

You wouldn't have needed the 'solution' if I weren't here.

[osteothropy]

[Sans grits his fangs more tightly than usual - maybe its the fact that he suddenly feels rushed, or maybe its the fact that his magical adrenaline is running on high for reasons he doesn't quite understand, but some part of him just can't tolerate listening to this at the moment. He could just turn off the radio and walk away, but this time he doesn't.]

Could you stop feelin' sorry for yourself for half a second and actually think about this? You all spend so much time reassuring everyone about valued they are, but all it takes is one crisis in your life for you to become the world's biggest hypocrites.

If someone who does as much as you isn't worth the risk of a moderate inconvenience, then what the hell are any of the rest of us good for?

Get. Over it.

[dontpokethat]

[There's no response.

Ginko tries to think of one, very briefly, but-- nothing comes to mind. Nothing worth saying.

After a while, it may become clear that this conversation is over.]