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@stp-minimum-wage-spectre
"Hello, welcome to Macdonald's, what would you like to order?"
Very well.
Let's give you another chance.
Everything goes dark, and she... "dies".
You've changed.
You're not the "you" you used to be. The one you were meant to be.
And all that change... it's only for the worst.
You have become something terrible.
Do you want to change that?
You could get another chance. To do this right.
"If... If I had a chance to go back and stop everything that happened... To fix my mistakes... I would take it. At least, I'd try. I... If I could become someone better, I would."
"If you can fix me... Please. Do it."
"Cage? Are you alright?"
Spectre floats into the stockroom.
@stp-minimum-wage-spectre
The stockroom is covered in its new blade setup. Of course, it doesnāt damage Spectre. The Cage is on a table and doesnāt notice her at first. Eventually, though, a pair of sad gray eyes look up to meet hers.
A cold hand touch her cheek.
"Cage...?"
ā¦.could iā¦ask you something?
It looks small. Kind of pathetic, honestly.
"Of course..."
Her voice is soft, hopefully comforting.
why are you friends with... with army? i heard you were, and- 'm scared. just want to be sure she won't hurt you again.
It seems genuine.
"W-what?"
Her eyes widen at the other's question.
the sunglasses people told me. please don't lie to me.
It doesn't break eye contact.
"I... We..."
"I don't really want to be her friend... I never wanted to... It just happened, somehow. I'm sorry."
hey, hey, hey, 's not your fault! i know you were in a bad place, alright? i don't hold it against you. just... just tell me what happened.
It attempts to smile reassuringly, but still looks worried.
"One time, I went to see her, because... I thought... Maybe she'd understand- She didn't."
"She... You know. She doesn't see violence as bad- I tried to tell her it was I promise, but she doesn't care... She probably thought we were friends for a while."
"She also said she didn't want to hurt me anymore, because... Apparently... You know..."
"Later, I wanted to talk to her because Witch told me I was useless and I really wanted to help stopping her. I don't want her to get hurt, but I do want her to get better and stop hurting others, and if there weren't any other options, I guess hurting her might be inevitable. S-so I wanted to see if I could get any information from her- I couldn't, not anything useful, but I... I kind of liked spending time with her... And it's awful because... She's a serial killer, she keeps hurting people, I don't want to be friends with people like that, but I guess..."
"...I'm rambling. So- That's all I have to say. I think."
"Cage? Are you alright?"
Spectre floats into the stockroom.
@stp-minimum-wage-spectre
The stockroom is covered in its new blade setup. Of course, it doesnāt damage Spectre. The Cage is on a table and doesnāt notice her at first. Eventually, though, a pair of sad gray eyes look up to meet hers.
A cold hand touch her cheek.
"Cage...?"
ā¦.could iā¦ask you something?
It looks small. Kind of pathetic, honestly.
"Of course..."
Her voice is soft, hopefully comforting.
why are you friends with... with army? i heard you were, and- 'm scared. just want to be sure she won't hurt you again.
It seems genuine.
"W-what?"
Her eyes widen at the other's question.
the sunglasses people told me. please don't lie to me.
It doesn't break eye contact.
"I... We..."
"I don't really want to be her friend... I never wanted to... It just happened, somehow. I'm sorry."
"Cage? Are you alright?"
Spectre floats into the stockroom.
@stp-minimum-wage-spectre
The stockroom is covered in its new blade setup. Of course, it doesnāt damage Spectre. The Cage is on a table and doesnāt notice her at first. Eventually, though, a pair of sad gray eyes look up to meet hers.
A cold hand touch her cheek.
"Cage...?"
ā¦.could iā¦ask you something?
It looks small. Kind of pathetic, honestly.
"Of course..."
Her voice is soft, hopefully comforting.
why are you friends with... with army? i heard you were, and- 'm scared. just want to be sure she won't hurt you again.
It seems genuine.
"W-what?"
Her eyes widen at the other's question.
"Cage? Are you alright?"
Spectre floats into the stockroom.
@stp-minimum-wage-spectre
The stockroom is covered in its new blade setup. Of course, it doesnāt damage Spectre. The Cage is on a table and doesnāt notice her at first. Eventually, though, a pair of sad gray eyes look up to meet hers.
A cold hand touch her cheek.
"Cage...?"
ā¦.could iā¦ask you something?
It looks small. Kind of pathetic, honestly.
"Of course..."
Her voice is soft, hopefully comforting.
Oh trust me, anyone would be a better owner then Schrƶdinger, that asshole locked the cat in a box with poisoned food just to prove a point
"Ah- Wow, that really is awful..."
Well, I suppose I should try finding someone to take care of them permanently.
Ah, there is already a cat here, isn't it? I wonder if its owner would be willing to take more in...
[Thatās okay! I doubt Mr. Shrƶedingerāll be happy I stole his cat though, so I think Iāll leave Dinger here regardless.]
[Whyever āhereā is, anyway.]
"Oh- Uhm, okay. I mean..."
"This place is pretty dangerous... Are you sure it's really a great idea?"
[Lady, I think what you need is a cat.]
[I have this lilā fella Dinger if youāre interested; short for Throw-Dinger after her owner, but you can call him what you like or dislike.]
[Got a hunch that you and them will get on well!! If you want fae, anywhose.]
"I- I don't think someone like me would do very well with a pet."
I'd probably just hurt the little critter... Like always...
"Cage? Are you alright?"
Spectre floats into the stockroom.
@stp-minimum-wage-spectre
The stockroom is covered in its new blade setup. Of course, it doesnāt damage Spectre. The Cage is on a table and doesnāt notice her at first. Eventually, though, a pair of sad gray eyes look up to meet hers.
A cold hand touch her cheek.
"Cage...?"
your it looks depressed š
"I- What?"
Something's up with Cage
"Really? What happened?"
Spectre floats up to you.
"Hi, Prisonner! How are you today?"
( @stp-minimum-wage-spectre )
Oh. Hey, Spectre. Iām about the same as always, did you need something?
"Mh, no, not really. I just wanted to get to know you a little better maybe if that's fine with you!"
Oh, um... yeah, sure. Why not.
"Yeah."
...
...
"Do you want to talk about something?"
Um...
...
You know Army, right?
"Yes. You two are dating, right?"
You- you know about it. Right, yeah, ok. Yeah, we are.
"Why?"
Not this shit- I don't know, I'm not a damn psychologist. I like her, I don't know why I like her.
"...yeah. I don't get why I like her either. I mean... I don't like her the same way you do, but... I don't know."
I don't think we need to know why, honestly. The fact that I don't know exactly what makes me like her as much as I do doesn't change how I feel about her. It's like... I could list things about her that I like, but none of that would account for everything I feel. Maybe it's just, like, random neurons or whatever, I don't know how brains are supposed to work. I- I'm rambling now.
"No, it's fine. I don't mind. It's interesting."
"The way people feel is such a strange thing, isn't it?"
Yeah, iāve never been good with things like that.
"....Did you want to ask me something about her?"
Huh? Oh, no, not really. I remembered that she'd said you two were on good terms, and I wanted to confirm that.
"Oh. Okay. Well, now you know!"
Yeah, um... yeah. Is that all?
"Uhm. I guess."
She floated away.
Spectre floats up to you.
"Hi, Prisonner! How are you today?"
( @stp-minimum-wage-spectre )
Oh. Hey, Spectre. Iām about the same as always, did you need something?
"Mh, no, not really. I just wanted to get to know you a little better maybe if that's fine with you!"
Oh, um... yeah, sure. Why not.
"Yeah."
...
...
"Do you want to talk about something?"
Um...
...
You know Army, right?
"Yes. You two are dating, right?"
You- you know about it. Right, yeah, ok. Yeah, we are.
"Why?"
Not this shit- I don't know, I'm not a damn psychologist. I like her, I don't know why I like her.
"...yeah. I don't get why I like her either. I mean... I don't like her the same way you do, but... I don't know."
I don't think we need to know why, honestly. The fact that I don't know exactly what makes me like her as much as I do doesn't change how I feel about her. It's like... I could list things about her that I like, but none of that would account for everything I feel. Maybe it's just, like, random neurons or whatever, I don't know how brains are supposed to work. I- I'm rambling now.
"No, it's fine. I don't mind. It's interesting."
"The way people feel is such a strange thing, isn't it?"
Yeah, iāve never been good with things like that.
"....Did you want to ask me something about her?"
Huh? Oh, no, not really. I remembered that she'd said you two were on good terms, and I wanted to confirm that.
"Oh. Okay. Well, now you know!"
Spectre floats up to you.
"Hi, Prisonner! How are you today?"
( @stp-minimum-wage-spectre )
Oh. Hey, Spectre. Iām about the same as always, did you need something?
"Mh, no, not really. I just wanted to get to know you a little better maybe if that's fine with you!"
Oh, um... yeah, sure. Why not.
"Yeah."
...
...
"Do you want to talk about something?"
Um...
...
You know Army, right?
"Yes. You two are dating, right?"
You- you know about it. Right, yeah, ok. Yeah, we are.
"Why?"
Not this shit- I don't know, I'm not a damn psychologist. I like her, I don't know why I like her.
"...yeah. I don't get why I like her either. I mean... I don't like her the same way you do, but... I don't know."
I don't think we need to know why, honestly. The fact that I don't know exactly what makes me like her as much as I do doesn't change how I feel about her. It's like... I could list things about her that I like, but none of that would account for everything I feel. Maybe it's just, like, random neurons or whatever, I don't know how brains are supposed to work. I- I'm rambling now.
"No, it's fine. I don't mind. It's interesting."
"The way people feel is such a strange thing, isn't it?"
Yeah, iāve never been good with things like that.
"....Did you want to ask me something about her?"
Spectre floats up to you.
"Hi, Prisonner! How are you today?"
( @stp-minimum-wage-spectre )
Oh. Hey, Spectre. Iām about the same as always, did you need something?
"Mh, no, not really. I just wanted to get to know you a little better maybe if that's fine with you!"
Oh, um... yeah, sure. Why not.
"Yeah."
...
...
"Do you want to talk about something?"
Um...
...
You know Army, right?
"Yes. You two are dating, right?"
You- you know about it. Right, yeah, ok. Yeah, we are.
"Why?"
Not this shit- I don't know, I'm not a damn psychologist. I like her, I don't know why I like her.
"...yeah. I don't get why I like her either. I mean... I don't like her the same way you do, but... I don't know."
I don't think we need to know why, honestly. The fact that I don't know exactly what makes me like her as much as I do doesn't change how I feel about her. It's like... I could list things about her that I like, but none of that would account for everything I feel. Maybe it's just, like, random neurons or whatever, I don't know how brains are supposed to work. I- I'm rambling now.
"No, it's fine. I don't mind. It's interesting."
"The way people feel is such a strange thing, isn't it?"