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[fuckinstoplights]

[There is a young man in an eyepatch, and loose green clothing sitting on a phone booth. Right up on top of it. His knees pulled up to his chest. It's pretty weird to see a guy up on a phone booth. But, hey, maybe he has a good reason for it.]

[Someone's talking to him, but they're off-camera. He looks like he's trying to figure out how to work this thing, while they're talking.]

-- It's really okay. No one's going to hurt you if you come down.

[The skittish-looking guy glances down, over the edge of the phone booth. There's a flash of something dark, and concerned-looking, as he ends up angling his device thing for a better look.]

[He shakes his head.]

But you can't sleep up there...

[A little shrug.]

It doesn't matter. I'm here to fight, so I can go home.

You don't know how long that's going to take. Please come down.

No.

[And that seems like all he's going to say. Until he actually looks at what he's recording, anyway.]

Where do I start fighting?

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[Video]

[innermonologues]

You can either try and save it or sit around and do nothing. There really is no middle ground.

[Video]

[fuckinstoplights]

Why should I care for this world?

[Video]

[innermonologues]

Never said you had to, We were forced here for that reason. You can either follow through or not. It's your own choice to make.

This conversation is going in circles so I'll leave you to your own thoughts.

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