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ma im hungry
What kind of icecream do you want strawberry & cream, chocolate or sammich
can I have strawberry :0
Of course it’s got strawberry jam & sweet cream marbled in its peak
missed opportunity not responding hi hungry im ma
You’re so right but I was actually getting icecream for me and figured I’d share
got any napoleon ice cream
ma im hungry
What kind of icecream do you want strawberry & cream, chocolate or sammich
can I have strawberry :0
Of course it’s got strawberry jam & sweet cream marbled in its peak
missed opportunity not responding hi hungry im ma
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
Anything.
"she seemed almost Ethereal but like something was anchoring her to provent that energy from doing anything catastrophic, i was wondering what it could be that was anchoring her"
The preconception you had of her was a veil which the darkness hid under.
"i see, im glad she found somewhere she can truly be herself"
Now then.
Thank you for what you have done, but your time here has ended. Assuming you have no more questions, you may create your exit. All you need to do is believe there is one.
Do not worry about me. My exit will come in time.
"take it going to wherever my princess is isnt an option, cause if i could i would like to go to her, i promised not to leave her again"
I’m sorry. The gift that allowed you to live beyond your shadow has vanished. If you returned, you could become lost forever.
"id be fine with that"
[looks at the strange entity with a confident expression]
Then, you must simply believe there is an exit, and there will be one.
Whenver you are ready.
"im not sure where to go to be honest"
Contemplate it. Or trust that she will take you to the right place.
"ok i think i know where i want to go, if its possible, a place were her and i can stay together away from everything, even though it probaby wont be really her the idea is nice"
[sighs]
"ok if itll work im ready"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
Anything.
"she seemed almost Ethereal but like something was anchoring her to provent that energy from doing anything catastrophic, i was wondering what it could be that was anchoring her"
The preconception you had of her was a veil which the darkness hid under.
"i see, im glad she found somewhere she can truly be herself"
Now then.
Thank you for what you have done, but your time here has ended. Assuming you have no more questions, you may create your exit. All you need to do is believe there is one.
Do not worry about me. My exit will come in time.
"take it going to wherever my princess is isnt an option, cause if i could i would like to go to her, i promised not to leave her again"
I’m sorry. The gift that allowed you to live beyond your shadow has vanished. If you returned, you could become lost forever.
"id be fine with that"
[looks at the strange entity with a confident expression]
Then, you must simply believe there is an exit, and there will be one.
Whenver you are ready.
"im not sure where to go to be honest"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
Anything.
"she seemed almost Ethereal but like something was anchoring her to provent that energy from doing anything catastrophic, i was wondering what it could be that was anchoring her"
The preconception you had of her was a veil which the darkness hid under.
"i see, im glad she found somewhere she can truly be herself"
Now then.
Thank you for what you have done, but your time here has ended. Assuming you have no more questions, you may create your exit. All you need to do is believe there is one.
Do not worry about me. My exit will come in time.
"take it going to wherever my princess is isnt an option, cause if i could i would like to go to her, i promised not to leave her again"
I’m sorry. The gift that allowed you to live beyond your shadow has vanished. If you returned, you could become lost forever.
"id be fine with that"
[looks at the strange entity with a confident expression]
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
Anything.
"she seemed almost Ethereal but like something was anchoring her to provent that energy from doing anything catastrophic, i was wondering what it could be that was anchoring her"
The preconception you had of her was a veil which the darkness hid under.
"i see, im glad she found somewhere she can truly be herself"
Now then.
Thank you for what you have done, but your time here has ended. Assuming you have no more questions, you may create your exit. All you need to do is believe there is one.
Do not worry about me. My exit will come in time.
"take it going to wherever my princess is isnt an option, cause if i could i would like to go to her, i promised not to leave her again"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
Anything.
"she seemed almost Ethereal but like something was anchoring her to provent that energy from doing anything catastrophic, i was wondering what it could be that was anchoring her"
The preconception you had of her was a veil which the darkness hid under.
"i see, im glad she found somewhere she can truly be herself"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
Anything.
"she seemed almost Ethereal but like something was anchoring her to provent that energy from doing anything catastrophic, i was wondering what it could be that was anchoring her"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
Thoughts without connection.
"can i ask something about the Vessel i brought"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
I will catch you if you fall.
"I appreciate that, by the way what the deal with all the hands"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
There are no right or wrong choices.
You and I are real.
"if you say so... also i dont know if anyone has told you this but your presence is intense, its taking alot of effort not to drop to my knees from the weight of it"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
It is not without sorrow, but it is necessary. I would be lesser without it. I could not truly know your love if I did not know your absence.
"I cant help but wonder if i made the right choices during this short journey, maybe there is no right choice"
[Sighs and laughs weakly]
"Part of me feel like im just dreaming right now"
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
We forgive you of all you have done, and I thank you for it.
"well im glad, then, oh you said that you were making her part of you, is that process painful"
[Looks worried]
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
This is one is love turned to darkness turned back to love. Your doubts shaped her into something with a dark shadow she hid from you, until you showed her that you loved her even with it. She will make for a dark and gorgeous heart.
Do not mourn her. She has nothing else she needs to hide.
"I dont mourn her, though i wish i could stay with her"
[Pause]
"Can i ask what you or well she thinks of me"
Spoilers for Simple Life
i saw a reddit post saying tango should be an honorary winner cause he was the last non winner alive and i agree, so now im imagining SiL scott breaking into the losers area and grabbing SiL Tango taking him with him to the winners area
did i make this post to give art and story ideas for people to use: definitely
Spoilers for Simple Life
i saw a reddit post saying tango should be an honorary winner cause he was the last non winner alive and i agree, so now im imagining SiL scott breaking into the losers area and grabbing SiL Tango taking him with him to the winners area
excited to see what happens [Begin Again]
[You awaken. Again.]
[You know the drill.]
The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods-
Voice of the Skeptic: Mate, we're clearly already in the cabin.
The Narrator: What? No you aren't, you- you are. Huh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh god, how did it just get worse?
`only one thing to do we should head to the basement, whatever happens, i have a feeling this will be the last time we're here`
The Narrator: You're not going to take the... oh.
Voice of the Skeptic: The blade's still not here, is it? Shit. I don't like being exposed like this.
Voice of the Contrarian: Oh don't tell me that us throwing it away was the only thing that stayed the same!
The Narrator: You slowly creep forward, and open the door to the basement. What stands before you is an isolated set of steps, suspended in a sprawling void. Further down, you see a maze of stepping stones, acting as a replacement for a floor.
Voice of the Skeptic: The mask has completely shattered, hasn't it?
`Yep no more secrets, what ever happens, i feel this is the closest we can get to the truth of whats going on, i hope i can have the support of you two in this endeavor `
[Walks down the steps]
The Narrator: You reach the bottom of the steps. In the far distance, you see what you believe to be the Princess. You see the brief flash of a smile, before she begins running towards you.
Voice of the Contrarian: Ah... no. No thank you. On second thought, let's go.
Voice of the Skeptic: Stay. We can't flinch now.
[steps closer bracing self for an attack if it happens]
hello princess, its nice to see you again
The Narrator: You blink, and she's standing inches away from your face.
Voice of the Contrarian: Well that's horrifying.
It's you! See? I knew it would fix you.
The Narrator: She takes a step back, and you gaze at her form. The Princess presses one of her hands against her face, as if it would fall if she released it. On her other hand, a long chain shackles her to... well, as far you can tell, nothing at all. The chain drapes along the floor, no sign of being attached anywhere else. A dark fog leaks out from underneath her dress, and you aren't entirely sure what exactly the Princess is.
I hope you're here to rescue me!
[Nods, looking almost awestruck)
"i am, you seem different, Ethereal, like some sort of angel or demigod, its beautiful"
Heh, why thank you!
The Narrator: You're not seriously into this, are you?
Voice of the Skeptic: Did we do all that "unveiling" for something?
[Looks the Princess in the eye]
"I'm so sorry for what happened last time, i made a mistake, i let my doubts consume me, i wont let it happen again"
[Reaches a hand out to touch her]
The Narrator: A part of your mind is telling you that her hand is delicate and soft, and yet another is telling you it doesn't even feel like human skin.
Voice of the Contrarian: On second thought, I'm cool with this.
Voice of the Skeptic: Is your one goal in life to make the worst choices possible?
Voice of the Contrarian:
Voice of the Skeptic: Don't answer that.
Well... if you would.
The Narrator: The Princess brandishes you her cuffed arm.
Voice of the Skeptic: I'm guessing it's moreso a ceremonial gesture.
"Before we go i wanna do something"
[Cups her face and moves till as close as possible but stops as if unsure of what i want]
"wait no that's probably too sudden, that was dumb to try"
H... huh?
Voice of the Contrarian: Ooh, are we... getting it on~?
The Narrator: I'm going to go throw up now.
Voice of the Skeptic: I thought you were going to tear the mask off. Would like to see what's underneath...
"I wanted to kiss you, but im worried that if would be moving to fast"
[eyes flicker around]
"To be honest im not good at this, also i dont know if i should cause i feel you're still hiding something from me and i want us to be honest with each other"
[Sighs]
"Is that selfish of me"
Drop it.
The Narrator: She flinches, taken aback at what came out of her own mouth.
Uh- I mean, I don't think it's anything to worry about! We should just get out of here.
"I sense a growing darkness in you, and im not sure why but it allures me"
[staring deep into her eyes with a passion and determination]
"I feel i should be scared of it but it feels calming, heh maybe im just losing my mind, but this darkness im feeling it feels beautiful and cold like a snowy night, im sure the things in my head are judging me"
The Narrator: Yes.
Voice of the Contrarian: Nope!
Voice of the Skeptic: Somewhat.
But... you're-
SUPPOSED TO IGNORE THAT.
"why, ignoring that would be like ignoring you, i know you're trying to scare me out of this, but i can't, my heart is telling me i need to accept all of you"
No, I'm...
I'm supposed to be- you're supposed to see me as the flawless, helpless damsel. Not something that's...
GOING TO END THE WORLD.
Voice of the Skeptic: Still not denying it?
The Narrator: I'd say confirming it.
YOU'VE SEEN WHAT I REALLY AM. SO WHY ARE YOU STILL HELPING ME?
"BECAUSE, I WANT TO, YOU'VE SUFFERED SO LONG IN THAT BASEMENT AND I'VE DONE NOTHING BUT CAUSE YOU PAIN"
[Deep breath, rattled from holding back lots of emotions ]
"And you should hate me but you dont, you have every right to ruin my life, but you dont, you're not the monster you think you are, you're scare and lonely, you keep this mask to protect yourself, and i wanna make sure you don't need to anymore, cause you'll have someone who's always there for you"
The Narrator: The Princess, wordless, stares at you.
Voice of the Contrarian: This is really working out for us, isn't it?
Voice of the Skeptic: Unless it's just another layer of deception.
Voice of the Contrarian: Mate, just admit you're upset you were wrong.
Voice of the Skeptic: *grumbles*
The Narrator: You're really going to do this, aren't you? Despite... well, everything?
Voice of the Contrarian: Because of everything, actually.
"Look we've both hurt each other several times, but we dont have to hurt each other anymore, but wee need to trust each other"
[laces fingers with the princess]
"It will take time but i know we can do it, we can face any obstacles together, hand in hand"
...Okay. Yes. I trust you.
I mean, trust wasn't really my problem it was moreso the... nevermind.
The Narrator: The Princess extends her shackled arm out to you.
Well! If you could just pop that off for me, we can get out of here.
[Slide off the shackle and pulls her close, placing a kiss on her cheek]
"lets get out of here, my dark beauty"
[Smiles proud of self]
The Narrator: Eugh. She giggles and blushes as the chain falls into nothingness. You turn around to find the staircase out of the basement has rematerialized right behind you. You walk up, hand in hand, and leave the basement, and then the cabin.
Well... now what? Do you want me to end the world? I'm actually not sure if I can do that or not...
Voice of the Skeptic: How could she not know?
"Not really sounds like it would be too much effort, im fine just staying by youre side"
[smiles]
"If that's ok with you"
The Narrator: She opens her mouth, but then her-
Voice of the Skeptic: Then her what? ...Where'd he go?
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh, did she not hear us? We said no?
Wait... why is it so... cold?
"Cold, that doesn't sound good, are you feeling ok"
[But she's gone.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Uh... oh. Oh.
Voice of the Contrarian: Listen, uh, you're gonna have to trust me here, but I think it's gonna be alright.
Voice of the Skeptic: How the hell can you say that?
Voice of the Contrarian: I've... been here before? I think? I'm only just now remembering.
`So what do i do, where do i go from here`
Voice of the Contrarian: Er... wait for it.
Voice of the Skeptic: It?
[You are grasped from every angle by a myriad of hands, trying to feel every edge you.]
Voice of the Contrarian: Nnf- was really- agh- hoping it wouldn't hurt so much th- AGH- second time!
Voice of the Skeptic: It hurts. IT HURTS. Y-you said it's happened before? What happens after?
Voice of the Contrarian: I can't say for them, but for us, we'll forget. Find someone new to watch. Might stay together, might not.
Voice of the Skeptic: ...I guess I'm nowhere near to the bottom of this, then. See you on the other side.
[And then they're gone. You are just you now.]
[Nothing to do but move forward till i find something]
[You let the hands take you.]
[You arrive at Her.]
Another wandering spirit finds their way to the Long Quiet, fragile vessel in tow.
Welcome.
"Who are you and where's the princess"
[Standing on guard]
You do not have to fear me.
She is now one with my multitudes.
"one of you're multitudes im not sure i follow, could you be more straightforward"
I'm sorry. Even after meeting so many of you, I struggle with words.
The Princess is a creature of perception. Your beliefs about her have molded her into what she is, and she is now part of me. The experiences you've given her illuminate new realities for me.
"ok that makes sense, well if thats the case how has this Princess been molded, and if you have her, do you feel what she feels"
