i guess i'll die another day.

[rile.livejournal.com]

[perched on the kitchen counter, an open laptop on his lap.]

Tell me your theories.

Comments

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

Theories?

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

[settles down in a chair and looks up at him]

On what?

[minimemory.livejournal.com]

What's a fear-y?

[rile.livejournal.com]

[makes a generalized sweep of his hand.]

On this place.

[rile.livejournal.com]

On here.

[offers a small smile.]

[rile.livejournal.com]

[gentle smirk.]

Not 'fear-y'. Theory. It's like... an opinion on something. An idea. Your feelings on the matter.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Well as of right now, I feel like I have a bit of a purpose. People seem to need a shoulder to cry on, or an older sister type. So maybe we have a purpose of being here? I dunno.

[icy-chemistry.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I unfortunately have none at the moment. I suppose this is what I get for majoring in chemistry instead of physics.

[arms-reload.livejournal.com]

...It could be bunnies.

[minimemory.livejournal.com]

Ohhh. Okay.

[nods]

Our theories on what?

[rile.livejournal.com]

[dissappointed pout.]

Not even a little one?

[rile.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[typing on his laptop ensues.]

So we've been brought here to be given a purpose? What about previous purposes?

[rile.livejournal.com]

On this room.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Those from our world tend to end up here sooner or later, so maybe whatever we had to do with them gets resolved here.

[rile.livejournal.com]

... bunnies.

[minimemory.livejournal.com]

Uh... it's a kitchen?

[rile.livejournal.com]

[thoughtful pause.]

So this universe is set aside for resolving matters and gaining a purpose?

[arms-reload.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody 'sposes.

They've got them hoppy legs and, y'know, twitchy little noses.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

I suppose, yeah.

[shrugs]

[rile.livejournal.com]

[small smirk.]

A giant kitchen?

[divinelunacies.livejournal.com]

This world defies any simple explanations.

[rile.livejournal.com]

[typing again.]

Anything else...?

[minimemory.livejournal.com]

[confused now- she thought you meant just this room]

...huh?

[rile.livejournal.com]

And hoppy legs and twitchy little noses make them... dangerous?

[rile.livejournal.com]

[fingers are poised on the keyboard.]

I've got time.