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[cautionarytale]

So I woke up here and I'm, what, dead? Sylar killed me?

He killed my dad, too.


I swear, I'm totally gonna kick his ass the next time I see him!

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[lazarusrisen.livejournal.com]

Elle? Why the hell are you here?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

...

Adam? Guess the Great Escape didn't get you too far. We need to have a little chat about that.

And I said already: Sylar decided I didn't need my brain anymore. Is this some kind of crappy afterlife, or what?

[lazarusrisen.livejournal.com]

Oh, I got far enough. Just not all the way. Tell me, did your daddy ever tell you why he decided to lock me up?

It's kind of an afterlife-welcome to the barge. "Wardens" are here to rehabilitate "inmates". Supposedly, if inmates realize their mistakes then they can go back to where they came from. This 'Admiral' person looks over the barge and makes things run smoothly. They don't. Expect to be turned into a man, get stuck in some random maze, or just have hell inflicted on you. Since you don't know why you're here, I'm betting that you're an inmate.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

The phrase "egregious asshole" comes to mind. But no, he never told me in so many words.

And... he's dead now. So.


Inmate? That's... great. What did I do to deserve this?


What with all the kicking your ass, I never got the chance to ask: why'd you run away? You get bored with me, Adam? Wanted to take your new boytoy for a spin in the real world?

[lazarusrisen.livejournal.com]

Hrm. I'm sorry about that. Your father and I really didn't see eye to eye but...we had our moments.

Why'd I run away from you? I was able to. Your father and the others kept me in that damn cell for thirty years. Thirty years, pacing around the same room, looking at the same walls. Granted, it picked up a bit when you showed up but the monotony was still there. Naturally, I'd run away the first chance I'd get.

And Peter's not my 'boytoy'.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Were you gonna make some big confession about your terrible misdeeds in the disco era? 'Cause I'm not looking for your platitudes.


I remember you enjoying yourself quite a bit, hotshot.

And I'm kinda glad you don't feel that way about Peter, 'cause I'm gonna hurt him and I don't need you getting in the way. If I ever, ya know, see him again.

[lazarusrisen.livejournal.com]

The only 'terrible misdeed' I did were bell bottoms and disco in general.

It always was fun when you were there. But that was what, five or ten minutes out of the whole damn day?

Oh, feel free to hurt him. He's here, on the barge, and he's been a pain in my side ever since he showed up.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

He's here? Where? What's his room number? Can us diabolical evildoers leave our rooms, or do we have to get a hall pass from our "warden?"

Who is my warden, anyway?

... Don't suppose it's Peter?

[lazarusrisen.livejournal.com]

Level two, room four. Feel free to visit-most wardens don't care what you do, unless it's something rash and dangerous. Some though, dog your every move, and breath down your neck. So be a good little girl, and don't fry him too hard.

No clue.

It's not Peter: he's already taken.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Nifty. Thanks.

Oh?

Is Sylar here, too, by any chance?

[lazarusrisen.livejournal.com]

Haven't seen him. But, then again, we never met. I just heard stories about him. There's nobody calling himself Sylar here.

Hey-feel free to shock Peter once or twice for me.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Okay, cool.

[spike-champ.livejournal.com]

Welcome aboard love, so you a inmate or warden?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I've been told I'm in inmate, but I really don't know why.

[spike-champ.livejournal.com]

Its probably because your a psycho love, apparently all you bloody female inmates that Admiral sod send are insane. Hopefully your not as bad as Psycho the nazi though.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Psycho? Gee, what gives you that idea?

[spike-champ.livejournal.com]

Your a inmate,a woman and your from the universe those Blokes Adam and Peter are from. Pretty logical to me love. Im a Vampire though, so your psycho ways wont work on me.

Peter is quickly coming to believe his life is a joke.

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

Elle.

Hi.

Elle is starting to think there's a big cosmic joke at her expense ^^;

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Hi Peter.

We need to chat. I haven't forgotten that you ran out on me.

They should form a club,

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. That was nothing personal. I just really wanted to get out of there.

The Universe Hates Us Club, meets Mondays and Wednesdays at 4

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

You made me think you cared about me. I was just trying to help you, Peter, and you abandoned me.

And sometimes on Saturdays for drinking!

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to lie. You're not my favorite person but I don't hate you. I didn't want to spend thirty years in that room like Adam. You can understand that, right?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Not going to lie? You didn't seem to mind lying to me when you were in that room.

I don't appreciate being toyed with like that.

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

You toyed with me too Elle. How do you think that made me feel?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I was just being affectionate. You were using me.

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

I know and I'm sorry. I'm not usually like that. I thought you were using me too.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I don't wanna talk about this on the computer anymore.

We need to meet.

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

Now?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Soon. I got totally lost looking for your room. I'll find you.

[ooc: did you want to log this as any point? I've already had Elle go looking for Peter and get lost, so if you don't want to log/are too busy/etc I could easily say she can't find her way around XD]

[mimic-peter.livejournal.com]

Or we could just plan to meet somewhere...

[ooc: I'd love to do a log! Do you wanna set it up or me to or what?]

Insecure Elle is insecure about her ability to find her way around.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I'm perfectly capable of finding your room.

[ooc: I'll go ahead and start it.]

[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

Welcome to the Barge. Being dead is the common denominator for most of us I'm afraid.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Uh. Thanks. I guess.

[tadwizard.livejournal.com]

Welcome to the Barge. Hopefully there won't be a next time with this Sylar person.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Yeah, considering I'm, ya know, dead, I doubt there will be.

[tadwizard.livejournal.com]

Unless he dies too.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

He's not gonna. Stupid cheerleader.

Hey, this is the afterlife, right? I don't suppose there's anyone named Robert Bishop around here?

[tadwizard.livejournal.com]

Not that I know of, but he could be around here somewhere. Not everyone comes here, though. Only the people the Barge wants to redeem and give a second chance at life.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

He doesn't...

Okay.

[nazi-butcheress.livejournal.com]

Hi there Elle. I am Dr. Bathory Mengele, you sound precious. We should have lunch together some time! do you enjoy blood too?

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Um. Excuse me? Precious?

[nazi-butcheress.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, you do sound precious. I take it, you indulge in sadism? Everyone from your universe speaks ever so fondly of you. So your my new friend. We have just got to meet.

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

What? Who the hell do you think you are?

I'm nobody's "new friend," lady. Get yourself a dog to play with if you're that lonely.