#freetime event

[dr-akeda-amuesments]

Free-Time Event with Shigeo Uema and Piper Gilbert!

Voice Acting Credits

Shigeo: @meaninglessbread

Piper: @thegrandchaosofry

[jacksmusesdrv3]

Something really bothers me about these remarks, as it’s a reference to the Soviet regime’s arrest-and-relocation (to Siberia, for... slave-labour). The point of concern is- we know this was a regime notorious for its extreme surveillance, where even so much as talking the ‘wrong way’ would have you whisked away in the dead of night never to be seen again

There are times when Ouma talks about being the ‘head of an organisation that controls the world’, but he also mentions being on the run within that world, and his actions in the game show that he’s extremely good at the hiding in particular. But the cherry on the cake-

-is how he seemed to gamble on there being tiny surveillance bugs-

-and turned out to be right.

If even the world Ouma lived in was one where things like that existed, what could that have meant for him, as he navigated it?

[iknowyoubutyoudontknow]

Not now

Bitter eyes are watching you, a frown on his face, clearly he couldn't bring himself to look away from you, not yet, not now.

"So you have to go.. Like -next week..?"

He actually couldn't believe it, they want to rip you away from him and he can't even do anything against it.

"I don't know and it scares me.."

You admit silently, very unsure how this will end. Your [E/C] eyes are planted to the ground, all you can hear is your own ragged breath, how you wished it wouldn't end like that, not tomorrow, not now.

"And now..?"

Yeah, good question, but even you don't know the answer and actually you don't even trust your own voice right now. So the only answer Altaïr got was silence and nothing there to break it, there were only you two, standing in the white nothingness.

"You're just going to accept that?"

A loud whine escaped your lips, seeming so loud with no sound to cover it, as you slightly shook your head.

"I-I don't know.. I mean- even if, h-how do you want me to change it?!"

This what it, you snapped. Cold salty tears were flowing over your once warm cheeks, sobbing you wachted them drop to the floor, because after all it wasn't even your fault, still you feel like it was.

"I'm feeling useless, Altaïr! Living in a world that isn't real, dreaming impossible dreams in hope to escape this cruel reality! I-"

Your ranting was abruptly stopped as Altaïr snatched your wrist and pulled you towards him, his arms clings around your shaking form. One hand on your back, pressing you firmly against him. Altaïr's other hand was at your head, slightly caressing your hair to calm you as he rested his head on yours.

"I can understand that. But still I- Even if,..- Even if I don't really know how you look like I can imagine how your hair shines at day and how your [E/C] eyes look like stars when you talk about things you like, how you sit when you listen to something Interesting.."

Your breath hitched, the robes under your fingers feeling way to real as you traces over them. The long forgotten feeling to be hugged is overwhelming you and a sad smile makes his way on your lips. The strange warm that's filling your chest was something you haven't felt for a long time. But this time you don't want to let go, don't want to miss this warmth anymore, so you let your hand cling into his robes, head buried in his neck. Still this wasn't right. No, it wouldn't be right, not in the Future, not now.

"You shouldn't act like that, it isn't m-"

Came a weak protest that was quickly soothed by the voice of the Arabian.

"Shush now, love. We all have wishes and dreams, still you shouldn't try to escape a reality you live in. We know it's hard, but you have to fight, don't believe what they're saying, you're beautiful in your own way, all your mistakes and flaws are the things that make you. And we'll be there, even thought you don't see us, even if nobody see us-"

The hand on your back leaves and you tried to take a step back but the hand at your head pressed you firmly against his neck. You blinked confused, the words you wanted to say -scream- were ereased, the tears stopped flowing and your breath was calm as you buried your nose in his robe. Both of his hands are on either side of your head, gently cupping it as he moves a little away to press a light kiss on your hair, you don't want this to end, not yet, not now.

"We're in there, your imagination, and we'll always be. You won't be alone, we promise."

The smile on your lips wasn't sad anymore, the feeling was still there, you felt safe, accepted. Soon your hands were over his, slightly blushing as his thumbs caressed your cheeks. Altaïr golden-brown eyes looked at your [E/C] eyes -stars, he said- with this caring expression you always wanted someone to look at you with.

"What do you mean with 'we'?"

Actually, you think you know the answer but still asking might be better.

"We all.. Me and them."

With that he took your shoulders an spun you around slowly. There, not so far away, are standing all of them, the ones he addressed as 'We'. Your mouth open in awe, you haven't seen all of them in one place ever before, or even here in this nothingness.

The [E/C] eyes -Stars you wanted to say- of you looked at all of them. True to be told, you could cry again, remembering their storys, the feelings, maybe Tomorrow but not now.

Ezio stands at the left talking to Desmond. next to them is the whole Kenway Family, Edward in the middle, one arm around his Son and one hand on the shoulder of his grandson, all three of them chatting. But they weren't the only ones, your eyes -stars like they say- flicker to Shay and Arno, both bickering. Right next to them were the Frye twins, actually laughing together. The smile on your face was big, full of happiness, all the person you see looked happy, in a way, and you felt like being a part of that.

"Thank you.. All of you.."

Were the last words you whispered before the spell broke, your eyes flutter open. All you can see is darkness, the smile is still on your lips as you rubbed your cheeks in hope to get the dried tears away.

So that was your life, still their words were in your head. You are beautiful, brilliant, just the way you are. You may not think so, but do you see your eyes sparkle when you talk? Or see your hair shine? Or hear your voice that could bring a crying child to sleep just by listening?

Don't let anyone decide who you are by judging you, because you choose who you are and what you want to be,

now and tomorrow.

Actually I should sleep by now, at 22:30 pm, but my thoughts are so messed up right now that I just can't sleep. So I tried to calm myself down by writing, this is hopefully not going to happen again, tomorrow will be a normal upload~

(this is the first time I wrote something like this, there could be grammar mistakes)

[jacksmusesdrv3]

This speaks for itself, really...

[jacksmusesdrv3]

...You know, awfully sucky that this character tidbit is only catchable in a pre-FTE segment because-

-this kind of motivation has already become relevant before.

[jacksmusesdrv3]

Well. This would be talking about the Virtual World happenings, but..

Unknown species of insects? Insects that spread disease...?

Suddenly, Gonta’s talent sounds a hell of a lot more dangerous.

[jacksmusesdrv3]

Oh sure, because high-profile cases and Ultimates don’t mix at all! Even when there’s a European king who had to go into hiding, for some reason or other......

[jacksmusesdrv3]

Setting aside this curious issue of irony here, this...

...is what Ouma tries to point out to him, in the course of the game. Granted, he takes it a step further, pointing out such things as ‘strange substances that bend time and space’, and the dead coming back to life. 

Sounds ridiculous, at first. But the thing is, he also points out...

...a mysterious virus, and weird technology. Two things which DO in fact show up in the main game. Though Kaito may not know that he has that virus, the group have already seen something remarkable, with regards to the technology.

And what’s this? Kaito wants to bring the technology and art of Earth to the universe. If this ‘weird technology’ we are seeing is a factor of that... does that mean the technology - and virus - is in fact alien...?

Speaking of art, we have here an artist who can make sculptures for effigies... for bringing the dead back to life. Funny, that’s one of the things that was noted as a possibility in conjunction with other space phenomena. What’s more, Angie already appears to have a tinge of the supernatural in her drawn art, while even displaying supernatural tendencies with her hypnotic hugs.

Kaito’s remarks here are decidedly bold, but considering at least two of the ‘weird things’ mentioned are true, then it’s entirely possible this came to pass.

So, ‘third rate anime or game’, huh? Isn’t that interesting, especially as the circumstances are adding up to precisely that, already...