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((BACKDATED TO VERY, VERY LATE LAST NIGHT.))

[The camera clicks on. It's pitch black for the first couple of seconds, as the light takes a moment to adjust, revealing the profile of a man lying on the floor in a perfectly adequate position, hands at his side, palms facing down, eyes closed and peaceful. What an oddly strict way to rest. Especially under such bright lights directly pointed at him, creating shadows that contrast against the brightness of the blood.

And there is a lot of blood.

Nothing about this is accidental. Nothing is unintentional. The camera was placed in the perfect angle, the light was carefully set up and the blood pools under him almost dramatically. No inch of his body has been spared of mutilating cuts, all caused by a scimitar only twenty minutes ago. It's probably still somewhere in there, if you look closely enough. Maybe it's gone, taken by whoever constructed this grotesque feed.

It would have been completely silent, save for the sound of the communicator running, if only the man hadn't suddenly gasped and choked on his own blood, quickly running out of what little energy he had left.

Ten seconds later, Jerry Redmond, also known as True-Blue, is dead.]

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Jul. 8th, 2011 03:29 pm
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[He clears his throat a beat after the audio clicks on, preluding his thoughts with a hesitant pause.

Here goes nothing.]


I haven't been here for long. Barely two weeks, actually. The things I've seen and the people I've met--they're extraordinary, to say the least. I never thought I'd meet anyone with abilities. Like me. The chance to work alongside true superheroes has been nothing short of an honor.

[he stops deliberately, following with a heavy pause. His voice grows softer.]

I've seen... many people question the reality of this place. [He exhales, something short of a nervous laugh.] Lord knows I've done it myself. Maybe it's a coping mechanism of some sort, to believe that this is only a dream we don't know how to wake up from.

But have you considered that... maybe we did wake up?

Maybe we're just mixed up about what really is the dream.

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