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seriesofbaddecisions) wrote2019-03-30 07:36 am
seriesofbaddecisions) wrote2019-03-30 07:36 am
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Room 210- Saturday morning
Vicky woke up (??) and had no idea where she was, except that it looked like a dorm room that had had paint vomited all over it.
For a brief moment she wondered if she'd started on the wrong end of a simulation, and then decided no, that would be the dumbest thing, and this must just be some new reboot. Which was also the dumbest thing, but one she'd agreed to go along with.
She got up, went to the closet, rifling through what was in there and deciding she hated it all. But that was okay. She was taking it as a challenge, and she was going to use this. Obviously her character-building would start with her clothes.
Even if she judged them.
[Sabine is now Vicky from the Good Place. So very open.]
For a brief moment she wondered if she'd started on the wrong end of a simulation, and then decided no, that would be the dumbest thing, and this must just be some new reboot. Which was also the dumbest thing, but one she'd agreed to go along with.
She got up, went to the closet, rifling through what was in there and deciding she hated it all. But that was okay. She was taking it as a challenge, and she was going to use this. Obviously her character-building would start with her clothes.
Even if she judged them.
[Sabine is now Vicky from the Good Place. So very open.]