My name is Max. (
theroadwarrior) wrote in
driftfleet2016-06-05 02:45 pm
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[Closed-ish] and here's the flipside
Who: Max Rockatansky (still 22... for a bit...) and you.
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Iskaulit, Starstruck, etc.
When: the days before the 8th. Follow-up to his first post. It may also involve threads after Max reverts back, to keep things all together.
Max slowly reverts back to his old ways -- and it's terrifying.
Warnings for mental illness, PTSD, and the situations that may arise from them! There will be top comments for different people inside; if you're interested in tagging into this with Max as he reverts back to older!Max, hit me up via PP on plurk or PM, and we can flesh something out!)
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Iskaulit, Starstruck, etc.
When: the days before the 8th. Follow-up to his first post. It may also involve threads after Max reverts back, to keep things all together.
Max slowly reverts back to his old ways -- and it's terrifying.
Warnings for mental illness, PTSD, and the situations that may arise from them! There will be top comments for different people inside; if you're interested in tagging into this with Max as he reverts back to older!Max, hit me up via PP on plurk or PM, and we can flesh something out!)

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she inhales, and sighs, and shakes her head. ] I think your wrong, Max Rockatanksy. My taste has only ever proven to be impeccable.
[ she sees the glimmer of worth and she anchors herself to it. she likes the underdog. she admires the uphill climb. with a curt nod, she makes her exit -- intent to check up on him again after supper, and maybe bring him some food.
she doesn't say goodbye. ]
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When Max turns back to himself - completely turns back - he sits in quiet contemplation for a long moment. Or maybe it's less contemplation and more of a sudden overwhelming fear and heaviness akin to pinning a large rock to his chest, making it harder to breathe. He thinks of the connections he's made begrudgingly, the people here he's found himself painfully welded to. He thinks, over and over, they know, they know, they know. And his instinct is to run away. Full sprint, run away.
He's always been one for trying.
When Peggy returns, she'll find his shuttle gone.
As always, Max leaves Rock in his place. He never planned to take him anyway; it's not his, and it'll die out there with him. Inevitably. He'll find a way-station and settle there, see if he can get a better ship somewhere. That's his game plan. That's his method of fleeing. As useless as it probably is, he's never been one to just roll over and die.
(Unfortunately to some, he thinks.)
If he keeps trying to escape, it could eventually work, right?]