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[whimsikills]

Display Name: JINX!!!
Profile Photo: say cheeeeeeese
Notes: mentions of canon typical violence, drugs, seedy underbelly's etc.

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how do u deal with all this daylight my brain is tryin real hard to come out thru my EYEBALLS!!! and the QUIET??? how do any of u SLEEEEEEEEP ( ؕؔʘ̥̥̥̥ ه ؔؕʘ̥̥̥̥ )?

i miss my propeller sm i miss the beaaaaa-utyful sounds of guns and ppl yelling can some of u do that for me like just stand outside my window and start a bar fight or smth i am desperate (ಥ﹏ಥ)(ಥ﹏ಥ)(ಥ﹏ಥ)(ಥ﹏ಥ)(ಥ﹏ಥ)

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text; UN: THOROFASGARD

[thecoolerloki]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zR9gDINieDo&ab_channel=stardtacular

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[whimsikills]

ಥ_ಥ

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[whimsikills]

THIS IS PERFECT （థ ՞ਊ ՞）థ

sounds just like home sweet home

[thecoolerloki]

There are websites that allow you to put it on repeat as well.

display name; mnkybzns

[buildallthethings]

brb coming to ur place with kung fu hustle



for real tho why dont u just put a movie on in the background



also have u tried sunglasses

[whimsikills]

whats a movie

&&& yeah but they get in the way when im working

[buildallthethings]

do they not have them where u come from?? wtf
push button receive entertainment
but i mean its sound so it might help


that sucks
maybe you can get ones that are like goggles?

un: h.osborn

[nepotis]

why the fuck do you have your own propeller?
you're not another sentient alien helicopter, are you?

[ fool me once, shame on me... fool me twice... you're not going to fool me again! ]

[whimsikills]

no u weirdo its where i had my workshop
it was an old vent thingy u know

[nepotis]

hey I'm not weird, it's a thing.

so what I'm getting from this is you're from basically the shittiest place on Earth. or... not-Earth. whatever.
I'm sure if you find the slummiest part of Central City, you can replicate something close to home.

@drsstrange,

[rehandle]

Try blackout blinds.

[whimsikills]

we have those & curtains but its ALWAYS daylight in the day when i gotta go outside

[rehandle]

That is unfortunately how daytime works here, yeah.

An umbrella or a parasol might help. The outside will be just as bright, but you'll have your own pocket of shade.

@boo, text

[hiyakai]

ugh
i know right?

daylight is soooo overrated

[whimsikills]

wheres the brothel signs and annoying birds ya know

[hiyakai]

you should move to the sleaziest part of central city

there's probably like tons of gun fights and gaudy neon lights there

[action]

[industrialisms]

[Typically, Silco doesn't take the time to track what Jinx says on the network too closely. There are limits to how he wants to keep tabs on her and this whole digital engagement thing is a whole brand of communication he's still getting to grips with through pure necessity. It's constant and for all the potential it has for information collecting and instantaneous updates, there's tons and tons of utter trash.

It doesn't mean he doesn't skim though, and this time catches this post of Jinx's that strikes a kind of chord as he steps with a light-foot through the apartment, hands tucked into his pockets, his eyes finding the back of her head as she's furiously texting back.

Even if he's comparatively had more time in the Uppercity over the years, it's a very different matter to traipse up there on business for short visits than it is to stay there. Which is what this place feels like.

And even if he tries not to let it show--]

You can't sleep either.

[Statement, not question. A shared experience. An inconvenience.]

[action]

[whimsikills]

[There is a permanent kind of tension that has taken root in her shoulders, here. It's difficult to shake it, even in the confines of a space that is supposed to be theirs. Safe; secure. She doesn't feel it, yet, and maybe there won't be enough boobytraps in the world to make this place feel like home. She's trying, though, she really is.

Still, it loosens a little at his voice. She leans her head back until the heavy thud of her hair hits the ground and it's apparent, up close, just how much her under-eye bags have bags of their own. The curtains are drawn closed, the aircon is off as though it might replicate the humidity of Zaun's worst landlocked areas. ] It's too quiet.

[She says this, and even her own voice feels too loud in their own space. She hates it. ] Did you know the sun damages your skin?

[industrialisms]

[They've always kept weird hours in the Underground, cut off from natural light and day-night cycles and having to rely more on impressions of refracted shadows and well-tuned clocks where cat naps are king and work takes priority. This is worse than the most awful jetlag though, another concept that largely has no frame of reference or basis for experience in Zaun.

It's wearing through, an allergic reaction that no one else seems to be experiencing and without any means of repair.

Slowly, he rests his hands either side of her, peering down into her exhausted, up-turned face in a strange parallel to how they may typically be positioned--him sitting, her poised over him.

He raises a brow--the good one--at her comment.]

I didn't. Yet somehow I'm not surprised to hear it.

[Lots of things are bad for the skin, but one has to have good skin in the first place for it to be damaged. A lot of Zaun's residents don't, to varying different degrees.

His middle fingers softly tap where they're laid, barely enough force to be heard before they pause.]

What have you tried so far? To kill off the silence.

[Because he knows what she means. Zaun thrums at all ours like a reactor--a mechanical heartbeat across the city--and the revelling from the Last Drop that would sometimes make the ice in his scotch jump to the bass on a good day while pouring over papers. Jinx's insufferable noise that supposedly classed as music. Damn it all, but he misses the sound of all the gears constantly turning in this clean, quiet world.]

[pinkxeno]

youtube has toooons of sound stuff
u can just search like "humming noise" and it will give u lots of options until u find the perfect humming noise

i usually like to listen to music tho

[whimsikills]

musics gr8 when im working but when im trying to hit the ole snoozeroo i want that good fight ambience u know

text; UN: Dynamight

[blondshell]

You close your eyes and fall the fuck asleep. Literal babies know how to do this shit it's not complicated.

If you pay me, I can set off explosions next to your place that's the best I can offer. Take it or leave it.

i am so sorry

[whimsikills]

bitch if u give me snark like that again ill blow ur windows up first
SOME OF US dont live in fancy schmancy beds back home

Text | un:batman

[knight_shift]

Simple answer? I don't sleep.

[It definitely felt that way sometimes, anyways.]

[whimsikills]

lolol saaaaaaaame
i dont sleep much bak home either but like when i wanna do it here its like wheres the spice
wheres the fights
wheres the weirdos!!!