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someone: everything happens for a reason!

me, traumatised: what was the reason? what was the reason?????

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libra: dont fight pls sonic:

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chaosbcund:

TWO OF THEM

Two of them ...

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... Two of them ..?

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whatever *unleashes all the animalistic rage trapped inside me*

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@atdzimis​

Sometimes, when Ellen is sent away on scouting missions, she can’t help but wonder about things. Even beyond the questions she has no business asking, out in the middle of what’s essentially ( for now ) nowhere, she wonders if she’d ever have a successful chance at just running away. She’d already gone pretty far off from her instructed destination ( after having already reached && reported on it, of course ), so what was stopping her from just continuing to run?

As inviting as the seemingly endless stretches of trees appeared, however, the thoughts only last for a moment. The truth always rears its ugly head in her mind that even if she didn’t basically belong to her mother’s “employer,” now, there was no chance her mother would ever let her get away that easy.

Even if that lesson hadn’t been drilled into her long before now, there was the risk of if she finally had someone else who might survive testing and join her in the Canine Unit -- she was expected to be the leader of that theoretical pack. She had to be there for them, no matter how long it took.

She’s pulled back to the wilderness as a new scent catches her attention -- a faint trace of another living being somewhere in the area. It wasn’t like a mobini, && maybe whoever ( or whatever ) it belonged to had already completely left the area -- but it was something she could tell was at least somewhat recent. If it was still here, she’d probably be expected to scope it out, just to make sure it isn’t something that will get in the way or cause trouble.

So she tracks it, slowly, getting lost in one area before finally picking it up again && following once more, eventually coming across what seems to be some sort of camp -- at least, she thinks so. She knows she sees a fire pit ( && she can smell the ash and cinders -- it was used not too long ago ) as well as a tent. Although she should move slowly && constantly remain acutely aware of if there was anyone nearby or listening for exactly when someone might enter the camp, her curiosity gets the better of her. She just wants to see what all this camp might have to offer.

At the very least, she remains semi-close to the ground as she begins to thoroughly search around -- starting with the “walls” && the main surrounding area, before working her way in.

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crossingfates:

I mean, you gotta find it endearing Libra, don't they remind you of how some of us were? Me and Angel once destroyed a city on accident but it was fine, we...made our escape from the city

“ I..okay, I guess you have a------ ”

Wait. “ What?! When did you two do that? ..No---was THAT what happened to New Port??? ”

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crossingfates:

“ At least you can say your son is the bomb ”

Pfft---! “ Careful, haha..don’t let him overhear you. You’re absolutely right, he is, but you know he hates puns.. ”

Seeker please don’t get yourself killed for real over these.

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WHAT.

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“ Isn’t..soap meant to be a deterrent for when you say something bad -- y'know..like when you curse before you're old enough to? It’s not supposed to taste good.. ” Of course, knowing Fleetway..he could probably stare someone down while he shoved a whole bar in his mouth...

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❝ OH DEAR CHILD you miss the underlying tone. see, the fun of this style is. once you lull people in with a false sense of security, it makes it so much more pleasant to break them. the sedation is only temporary and it just to bring forth such security only for them to wake up amidst the agonizing game. ❞ let him teach thy the ways of manipulation.

“ So you do hold similar values.. ”

No more than a musing -- barely above a murmur. Similar, however, was the key word. The idea he’d proposed of how it would proceed certainly reminded him of some of his mother’s own tactics, but in her case there was a lack of seeking or gaining anything aside from knowledge. Granted, perhaps if she had the capability to feel pleasure, she’d find that somewhere in it, as well -- so he wouldn’t completely write it off.

At least there was something he could personally agree on, about it.

“ You mean to push them to their limits without their knowledge that they’ll be forced through it? Their panic will most definitely surge to a much greater state, and they will try to fight back. I’ll assume you already know and have planned for that, though. I can understand it, I guess. To break someone -- physically, mentally, emotionally -- there isn’t much greater a feeling in this world. It’s all the better if they can fight you, though, isn’t it? To scratch, bite, punch, and kick, all while they beg and plead to be spared -- when they cry out for someone to save them, to push them to the edge before you finally snuff them out, or toy with them and discard them when they can offer nothing else.. ”

“ It’s all the better when it’s more fun, in the end. ”

" So then, I have to know: what is your end goal in this? What do you hope to gain in this ‘ experiment? ’ Is it simply pleasure, for you, or is there something more? ”

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❝ TAKING NEW experiment subjects. promised pain free(at least while sedated). ❞

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“ If there’s no pain, then what’s the point? What kind of experiment are you even trying to run if you have to sedate them first? ”

The idea of inflicted pain had caught his interest, as had the mention of it being linked to an experiment, specifically ( he had to wonder if it was something his mother might find interest in..the way this person spoke certainly rang in a similar tone of voice.. ), even if he personally had no plan on allowing it to be performed on him, personally.

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crossingfates said:

Hey I bet I can spell out your name with just 2 letters, I bet you were expecting KT but you are also a QT

They..don’t understand. What he said was, in fact, how they were expected to spell their “name,” but the latter..QT, was not. Just as they don’t understand the reasoning in the few gods that preferred to call them “Katie” over “KT” due to some..lack of association in the former -- they only know that “KT” ( or rather, the full imposed title ) made their friends upset. They don’t see what meaning “QT” could have in regards to them.

A few of the whispers they’ve come to understand as their collective “one” mind discuss it, landing on the idea that perhaps it, too, was meant to be a shorthand version of a larger word -- cutie. It made sense, if they thought about it. He was known for making puns wherever possible. That still isn’t their “name,” but..in that context, they supposed...

Dull purple-tinged fingers reach to brush && then cup the god’s face in their hands, eyes owlish as they silently stare -- distant, perhaps thinking or deciding.. They debate with themself, as seconds && minutes pass. They don’t consider at any point that this could be strange, but at the very least, their “guard” was likely used to them zoning out, like this. Finally, they seem to come to some form of a decision, && they speak -- whispered, spoken, hissed, -- all of them at once, at differing volumes && pitches. This, too, was likely normal, by now.

“ We..think we understand. We do not know, for certain. We assume..you are being nice, though.. Thank you. ”

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jackalhunt​ said:

Ra just sits there, his usually sly cheerfulness not present, “You think I’ll ever just really make it out there? Be a good hunter? Find the special one and all that jazz?”

It certainly was a question to ask the goddess -- certainly something for her to think about, considering that she’d written off looking too far into their potential futures ( especially after seeing one of hundreds of those potentials during their adventure in the Aerial Garden Zone.. She really wouldn’t have ever forgiven herself if she’d failed to catch Marv even one of those fifteen different times.. ). It was for the best that she didn’t directly know. It wouldn’t be right to give some vague or cryptic answer that was meant to only hint at the truth of his future.

After all, this was a question that came from the heart -- therefore, it could only be met with an answer of the same caliber.

“ I think you will. I’m sure it won’t be easy..and there will be a lot of times where you fall into doubt, or it seems like you won’t make it, or you’re not sure if you’ve really found them or if you really have a chance..but.. I think you will.. I have full faith in you. ”

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" Libary.. " She holds all her arms up to Libra. Uppy.

This was...familiar.

So much of this was familiar -- from how old Libra understood Fyuga was, to the request to be picked up && held, to the fact that Fyuga wasn’t at all human. She didn’t have another pair of eyes to look on the many different worlds in wonder, but she did have an extra pair of arms.. Even beyond that, if she really thought about it, the way she seemed to have a nearly never-ending appetite..specifically for meat..

How could someone coincidentally have so many similarities to her child?

In another time, she would have frozen at the memory of him, pulled back down through the motions of remembering every little moment she’d spent with him, up until the very second she’d lost him forever. Now, even though the memories most certainly register, && her chest feels tight, her eyes sting, && her brow upturns just slightly..she smiles. Carefully, she scoops Fyuga up, supporting the alien child just above her hip, arms wrapped gently around to keep her sturdy && in place.

“ Hello again, Fyuga.. How are you, today? Did you already have breakfast..? ”