[Voice | Location Untraceable] Regrets collect like old friends...~

[raceme]

I DON'T remember everything that happened that last week and the things I remember..those aren't very nice but...

[The voice that speaks is clearly Blurr's. He sounds like his usual self again, but his voice is quiet, occasionally punctuated by long pauses, as if he's not sure how to continue.]

..I know I found a page. ONE of Trion's apparently and I...drew a few things that..._{I..I didn't knew this was going to happen and} ...and Wing and Ratchet… that was my fault too I drew them and they went insane.. like I did and I am the one to blame for that _and the bombs...[Blurr was trying to keep some composure, but his efforts are a lost cause.]

I-I'll take responsibility and accept the punishment you might deem necessary for the offenses but THEY weren't themselves and all this mess was only my fault..I...


...I'm sorry.

[The comm link cuts abruptly.]

Comments

[audio]

[namesnotprowl]

And here I'd thought it was nanites again.

Can't blame any of you f'r what you did under the influence, really... but you can't take responsibility for their actions. You weren't controlling them.

>permavoice

[raceme]

If only.....

But it was my fault that they turned like that _{in the} first place...[And mostly everyone thinks that as well, so they pretty much reinforce Blurr's guilt.]

>permavoice

[namesnotprowl]

You may have started it, but they were the ones acting on it. They didn't have to, but they did. So unless you actively encouraged them before they decided to do anything - which it didn't look like you did.

[Everyone else hasn't seen this happen multiple times.]

I am still going to blame you for the whole bomb thing though.

>permavoice

[raceme]

No but...I _can't help but feel guilty..I started it..

...Imtakingresponsabilityabotuthattoo. [It's frankly what makes him feel worse.] I..I'm sorry.

>permavoice

[namesnotprowl]

You didn't know what was going to happen when you started that.

[Gently.] Blurr. It's all right by me. These things happen, sometimes. And sometimes folks get hurt. You learn from it and move on, and don't let it rule your life.

[raceme]

I know you are right but it's hard and those who got ^hurt disagree...and the have all the reasons to be mad at me.

What if it happens again?

[namesnotprowl]

I know it's hard. Believe me. Doesn't mean you gotta beat yourself up about it. Especially if someone else is doing it already.

Then it happens again and we'll figure out how to deal with it. But I doubt it'll be because you drew some stuff on a piece of magical paper again.

[raceme]

I will try not too.

[That is a good point. He sounds rather meek when he replies, he can't help himself.] Thank you 'Cade

[namesnotprowl]

[He sighs, lightly.] Buck up, kiddo. Ain't the end of the world; you're tough, you'll get through this just fine.

And you don't gotta thank me for anything; just tellin' you the truth.

[raceme]

Hm...Iwilltrymybesttodoso. [It's just really hard to face people right now.]

It still means a lot to me.

[namesnotprowl]

Good lad.

Well. In that case, you're welcome. And if you ever need somewhere t'hide out for a while, I might be willin' to keep folks off your back.

[raceme]

That is..nice of _you to offer. [Blurr doesn't want to ask for help because he hates feeling weak but it's a good thing to know he could if needed.]

[namesnotprowl]

Figured I might as well. We're all in this together, and all that.

[Besides, offering to help out a speedster could have its advantages later.]