Asshole telepath protection racket

[telepathicignorance]

Type: Text
Sender ID: 🖕nunya🖕 (Sidestep)
To: Public
Subject: Lessons
Warnings: Mind reading, swearing, mouthiness? Will warn if things get worse in individual threads.


I guess the cat's basically out of the bag at this point anyway: Does anyone want lessons on how to shield your mind from telepathic intrusion?

Free for people I like or have to work with regularly. 100 dubloons for everyone else.

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[telepathicignorance]

(And well, maybe don't ask something like that while a traumatized telepath is in your head, Shadow.

Terror shoots through them, breaking the connection. A momentary flash of pain wnd horror at the memory of what happened and then Chris' presence is gone utterly from Shadow's head.

Externally, they merely flinch.)

I don't know. Apparently some riftfarers don't die and I won the world's shittiest lotto?

[wherethereislight]

[His eyes twitch from the abrupt retreat of the other from his mind. Not before getting flashes of the moment of their death.

...

That is a weakness that can be exploited if they're not careful.] It's always been like that?

[telepathicignorance]

(Only if he uses it right.

They look away.)

Which part? The part where I don't die when I should or the part where riftfarers come back to life? (Hunched up. Arms crossed. Defensive.)

[wherethereislight]

Both. [A wave of his hand. Despite the anger floating around him, there is no immediate animousity towards Chris. More suspicion than anything.]

I don't know what your world is like, but people normally don't return from the dead where I'm from. [He did, but he's not normal.] I came here to confirm who you claim to be. If you're really back and whole.

CW: Trauma and mentions of death, murder, questioning identity.

[telepathicignorance]

(...Okay, even if he was angry at them, that's actually pretty valid.

They sigh.)

That's hard to prove, Shadow. I know I can't be cloned the normal way--boost drugs mess with that--but there's magic here. (They think they're Chris, but... are they? Are they really who they think they are?

They push back the wave of panic that line of thought brings.) I wasn't whole before Ganon killed me, remember? Don't know if I died back in my world (Maybe for a minute or two, in the purely clinical sense.) but I wasn't supposed to survive.

[wherethereislight]

[They don't know if they're alive back home. The idea that the dead could come to this world. The implication had been there, but he was quick squash the idea since he came to this world. Now he's confronted by the possiblity before him.

There's this glow coming from Shadow's mind. A yellow glow and it felt warm. He blinks, shaking his head. No. Not in front of who he's dealing with.] I've gathered enough information. But isn't it strange, that it's only riftfarers?

[telepathicignorance]

(Okay they actually don't know if they're alive at home but that's because of something else. Right now they're just angsting about the farm and what happened there, which they did in fact manage to survive and escape. Not that they'd necessarily correct him if they noticed the mistake. Maybe.)

...Yeah. I have to wonder if it's some part of the magic that brings us here.

[wherethereislight]

[...Why are they here? Are they even who they are, when they can't die like the locals?]

...Are we through here? [A glance in Chris direction. He got some answers, and new questions to mull over.]

[telepathicignorance]

If you want to be.

(They've taught him at least some of the techniques for protecting himself. He'll need to practice if he wants to get better, since they really aren't keen on potentially pissing him off by invading his brain.)

[wherethereislight]

[Using anger as a means to block was effective to an extent...but it doesn't sit right with him. He's been learning to let go of that anger, and now he's using it again for his own self preservation. He starts to walk off.]

Good enough. [He'll figure it out. He always does.]