Mark Temple. Sim trooper. Friend of Sombra. Best friend, Biff, was killed by Agent Carolina.
Ring any bells?
It really should.
Him:
Dr. Leonard McCoy. Doctor. CMO on the USS Enterprise, under Captain James T. Kirk. My boyfriend. My Dominant.
Sound at all familiar to you?
[Temple doesn't expect Bones to be someone South is familiar with, but he's sure that South at least knows him. (And he assumes she must obviously know Sombra, that that's something that doesn't even merit thought, that it's just blatantly true, the way the grass being green and water being wet is.) South had said a while ago that she doesn't mess with people psychologically, but now Temple's starting to doubt that. Yeah, she had been gone for weeks, but Temple doesn't know much about what happens to people when they vanish like that and then come back - no one he knows well has went through it, so all he really knows is that it happens.]
literally the only fucking words i recognised there are sim trooper and agent carolina jesus fuck are there seriously more people from home here
[ Her mental timeline is... messy, right now. There was the rig, and she knows she was on the rig before she was shot, so the portal home must have taken her back to the timeline where she got shot instead of the future like it was meant to, and now... what the fuck is happening... ]
Also, Sombra's your girlfriend. Don't know how you managed to forget that important fact.
[Temple's offended on Sombra's behalf, honestly.]
[He, Temple declares to himself far too confidently than he has a real right to, would never forget his boyfriend, Bones. Even if he disappeared and came back.]
of course i'm fucking south dakota but i don't know who the fuck you are or why the fuck you think you already know me dude so either this is some previous fucking south dakota's fucking number or you're fucking with me
dude i don't care enough to fuck with someone i literally don't even know i got shot and i woke up here fucking bullshit i shouldn't even have been at that fucking point in my timeline UGH
that's not how this shit works! i saw people fucking come and go on the rig sometimes they didn't lose their fucking memories when they got back like idk what to tell u man i am so not convinced you're not fucking with me still
the place i was before i got fucking thrown back to get shot in the fucking face fucking post-apocalyptic hell world got enslaved by some fucked up corporation still doing capitalism in a nearly dead fucking world shock collars and everything it fucking sucked we'd just overthrown the bastards and got out and then bam UGH
cw: shock collars, corporate slavery, temple being a bit of a revenge-driven jerk
[Temple's tempted to shoot something back like, 'now you know what it's like for sim troopers,' but he stops himself. Instead, he says:]
I didn't know. Sorry. That's awful.
[Half of him takes a vindictive pleasure in hearing about it, but the other half feels a new compassion for her - and is very aware of how much Sombra cares for her, how much South's suffering would hurt her.]
no shit its awful this place feels like a fucking upgrade even tho its clearly a hot fucking mess too sure as shit not better than just being alive at home like i was fucking meant to be
[ She'll change her tune on that once her memories come back, but right now she's back to feeling like she got her do-over ripped out from beneath her feet. ]
[Not entirely, Temple wasn't ever dead and wasn't ever somewhere like where South was and he likes Duplicity better than their own universe, but he knows what it's like consider Duplicity an upgrade.]
yeah, i know not actually a mind reader couldn't figure that out from just that not one of the crazy assholes wash and lina were surrounding themselves with i'm guessing
[ But she never did get many names besides Tucker's, on the ship, and Carolina killing one of them wouldn't not fit with what info she got about her coming out of hiding... so how's she supposed to know? ]
we killed a lot of fucking people in the project dude like not to be all 'for me it was a tuesday' but i guarantee for her it was just a fucking tuesday
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Mark Temple. Sim trooper. Friend of Sombra. Best friend, Biff, was killed by Agent Carolina.
Ring any bells?
It really should.
Him:
Dr. Leonard McCoy. Doctor. CMO on the USS Enterprise, under Captain James T. Kirk. My boyfriend. My Dominant.
Sound at all familiar to you?
[Temple doesn't expect Bones to be someone South is familiar with, but he's sure that South at least knows him. (And he assumes she must obviously know Sombra, that that's something that doesn't even merit thought, that it's just blatantly true, the way the grass being green and water being wet is.) South had said a while ago that she doesn't mess with people psychologically, but now Temple's starting to doubt that. Yeah, she had been gone for weeks, but Temple doesn't know much about what happens to people when they vanish like that and then come back - no one he knows well has went through it, so all he really knows is that it happens.]
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jesus fuck are there seriously more people from home here
[ Her mental timeline is... messy, right now. There was the rig, and she knows she was on the rig before she was shot, so the portal home must have taken her back to the timeline where she got shot instead of the future like it was meant to, and now... what the fuck is happening... ]
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Also, Sombra's your girlfriend. Don't know how you managed to forget that important fact.
[Temple's offended on Sombra's behalf, honestly.]
[He, Temple declares to himself far too confidently than he has a real right to, would never forget his boyfriend, Bones. Even if he disappeared and came back.]
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shitass did i get someone else's deactivated number or something
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[That's a strange sentence for Temple to write, but it's true. All of it.]
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so either this is some previous fucking south dakota's fucking number or you're fucking with me
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i got shot and i woke up here
fucking bullshit i shouldn't even have been at that fucking point in my timeline UGH
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like idk what to tell u man
i am so not convinced you're not fucking with me still
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[If South ever discussed that with Temple, it was only once or twice, so he has no idea what she means.]
cw: shock collars, corporate slavery
fucking post-apocalyptic hell world
got enslaved by some fucked up corporation still doing capitalism in a nearly dead fucking world
shock collars and everything it fucking sucked
we'd just overthrown the bastards and got out and then bam
UGH
cw: shock collars, corporate slavery, temple being a bit of a revenge-driven jerk
I didn't know. Sorry. That's awful.
[Half of him takes a vindictive pleasure in hearing about it, but the other half feels a new compassion for her - and is very aware of how much Sombra cares for her, how much South's suffering would hurt her.]
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this place feels like a fucking upgrade even tho its clearly a hot fucking mess too
sure as shit not better than just being alive at home like i was fucking meant to be
[ She'll change her tune on that once her memories come back, but right now she's back to feeling like she got her do-over ripped out from beneath her feet. ]
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[Not entirely, Temple wasn't ever dead and wasn't ever somewhere like where South was and he likes Duplicity better than their own universe, but he knows what it's like consider Duplicity an upgrade.]
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sim trooper huh
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not actually a mind reader couldn't figure that out from just that
not one of the crazy assholes wash and lina were surrounding themselves with i'm guessing
[ But she never did get many names besides Tucker's, on the ship, and Carolina killing one of them wouldn't not fit with what info she got about her coming out of hiding... so how's she supposed to know? ]
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Certainly not.
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the idea ur crazy or the idea ur with the specific bunch of crazy
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[The latter is what had initially offended Temple, but he can multitask.]
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me included
not even an insult its just fuckin reality
but fine whatever ur brand of rogue sim troopers all your own i guess
sounds like a hell of a grudge
discussion of death
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like not to be all 'for me it was a tuesday' but i guarantee for her it was just a fucking tuesday
discussion of death, murder, revenge
[Back when Carolina was in Duplicity. Though Carolina and Temple had met in their own universe, they only really talked in the city.]
Still, it was much more than a Tuesday for me, and I have reason to be upset about it.
[Not to murder as many Freelancers as he can, Temple's realizing, but certainly to be devastated by Biff's death and furious at her for causing it.]
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