#onesided shipping

[askoverkill]

Dusk won't die, I won't let him

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

Dusk won't die, I won't let him.

Uh huh. Dead meat over here said the same thing on loop 1.

I... did? What'd I say?

You both don't get it. With dead meat dying, that means dawn will give up and then this entire reflection will go with them and we'll all...

Stop assuming we're going to fail!

Yeah! We only have two games left-

One now. The Director cancelled game two.

Stars blast it, that quickly?! I didn't even get to see what it was!

I'm tired. I'm going to babysit your kid and do my best to pretend that this isn't the end of the world...

So... nothing different from what I do over here, ha.

Loop, please. Why are you so sure we can't beat the Director?

The loops won't end…

And… and the Director has never lost to the party. Their perfect play doesn't allow for it.

But they'll lose to a gun. There's never been a gun before, right?

That... is... true.

And that's from the Change God. They've never been involved in killing the Director before either.

See? This could be the final loop then.

There's never been two allied Siffrins in the Labyrinth together before either! We can ensure Mirabelle wins, I know we can!

Since when did YOU get optimistic?

Dawn was right. I got caught up in losing to the Director that I forgot that we're not here to play her games.

We're here to kill them.

And that means we're a team, and we don't listen to what the Director wants. We're not going to placate that black hole anymore!

You're... motivated. Real fired up about this. Why the sudden change?

I don't have much of a life, but I want to live it regardless.

I want to help Mirabelle save the world, and then I want to have a family with dawn.

That is... If they'd still be comfortable with that?

Gay ass.

...

Whoopsie poopsie! Did I say that out loud?!!

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( you let out a wide kibty yawn )

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

Yaaaaawn!

Heh... sleepy-

Yaaaaawn!

(Now THAT was a cat yawn.) (Hah. Kitty dusk.)

We should get up and do things.

(You begin to press all your weight against them.)

Like...

Oof!

Or like not. We could stay down here and not do anything.

(That's what you thought.)

Hmm... not much sunlight, but it's still good...

Hmmmm....

(You can't help but close yo u r e y e . . . )

(...?)

(Oh...) (The two of you did end up sleeping.)

(You sigh deeply, charmed by how dusk's hair moved from your breath.)

(You can understand why dusk is addicted to touch.) (You're not as bad as him, thank the stars for that, but you get it.)

(Fusing isn't all that cracked up to be.) (You wouldn't be able to do this with dawn/sunrise.)

(Why would he want to be you so badly?) (Isn't this better?)

(?!!!)

(You jolt up, which has the unfortunate side effect of throwing dusk off you.)

Hwhwhah?

(What was that?!) (Dusk disappeared for a second???)

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Wait, you demanded that I not stop when I was petting you!?

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

(Wait wait wait WAIT HOLD ON ONE SECOND!)

(THAT'S WHY BANDIT WAS SPEAKING SUDDENLY.) (BECAUSE THAT WASN'T THE REAL BANDIT, THAT WAS DUSK DISGUISED.)

(Identity thief...)

(WAIT HOLD ON AGAIN.)

Wait, you demanded that I shouldn't stop petting you?!

...

Noooooo, that wasn't me. You must be misremembering.

(Are you???) (Because you don't think you are.)

Can you pet me? I've been a good puppy.

Pat pat pat. Hehehehe...

Lucky.

(YOU HEARD THAT.)

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What does Dusk want?

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

(Everyone sits down for a snack break.) (All, except for dusk.)

I'm going to go to the Garden. Wish me luck.

(You frown.)

And... if I don't return, remember what I asked of you.

(You frown harder.)

...Don't look at me like that. It's for the best.

(It really isn't!!!)

Bye bye dusk! See you later!

I'm not here, stars blast it!

…But bye, Lupus. Be good to your Siffrent.

What are you talking about?! Who is "Dusk?!"

Dusk isn't here. He's my other Siffrent.

(With that settled, dusk leaves.)

OTHER?!

Um. Cough. So who is this "Dusk"?

Ugh, did you not hear me? Dusk isn't here, and he doesn't want to be talked about! Don't be stupid!!!

(You pop open your book and flip to the "punishment" section.)

(...No! There are too many paragraphs!) (You need simple, quick answers!!!)

Um! Lupus! Don't talk that way?

Talk in what way?

...Nevermind.

…

(NOOOO!!!) (MIRABELLE DISAPPROVAL!!?!!?!)

[askoverkill]

flowers?

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

(You find the Flower Growing One outside, attending to a set of potted mismatched flowers.)

Flowers... I remember when you got me one.

(You remember that too.) (You're glad you did.)

...

Oh! Sorry, I hadn't seen you there. Come in.

(You go through the usual song and dance to retrieve the flower.)

Who are you going to give it to this time?

(You have someone in mind.) (But you can't share it just yet.)

Um... you'll see... later...

???

[askoverkill]

Go pick flowers with Dusk!!

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

(The two of you spread out through the grass to find flowers.)

(There's little tiny ones, which you know require more work with your hands to tie into crowns.)

(Seems like this activity will take a while.) (You begin picking them...)

(One... five... ten... you don't want to take too much.)

I got enough. Let's sit together and weave them in.

O-okay.

(It's so...) (So nice.)

(You've missed dusk.) (You've missed having someone next to you, sharing body warmth.)

(You missed him, you've missed him SO MUCH!!!)

(Dusk...)

Heh... idiot, you got a leaf on your face.

(Ha! Stars, blast it.)

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Grab his hand and give him the flower to show him how much you care

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

(Words aren't working.) (Something. Something important.) (What can you-)

(You grab his hands, pulling them up close.) (Intertwined, is the bright flower.)

A bright flower. It's for people who are important to you.

Dusk, please, please understand. You're important to me.

Ah-hhh-ghh?!!

I can't stand see you do this. To think like this. You have to stop. So, please, stop!

I... I uhm... You... thank you???

I... I didn't know you cared...

I always-

...

Yeah, dusk. I care.

A h ?

W-why are you...?

Why am I what?

...Nevermind.

We're late for dinner. And we need to introduce you again properly.

That's... great. Dawn.

[askoverkill]

[Overkill is made by Pedro and Sam]

transcript below:

Siffrin, we've done what we can with the Director's parts.

Isabeau and I have a suggestion. It is not ideal, but it is the best we can do.

...

The artwork does not call for your head to be used, except for one.. exception.

Until then… we were thinking we'd remove your head. Someone would then hold onto you and distract you while we finish the sculpture.

Does that sound... acceptable?

(You don't need to be coddled.) (You wouldn't even be in pain.)

(Stars, it won't even be the first time you'd lose your head!)

"I volunteer. I'll take his head."

...Uh. That sounds super weird. Why'd you smile too???

"I-I mean, well, um, it's a weird situation?! It's the Director who's made this all happen, y-you know."

"And-and you can't judge us, Polaris! You just got here! You don't understand what we have!!!"

Okay, okay, stars, that's enough?!!

(Ugh. You are NOT explaining dusk to Polaris right now.)

Weirdos...

(You lie down.) (Dusk wants to keep you safe and close.)

(...Faintly, you remember early on, when you first met them.)

(Dusk didn't care for you at all.) (They'd been annoyed by your own existence.)

(That feels like a lifetime ago... but in reality, it's only been a few weeks. Months? You're not sure anymore...)

(How did you ever manage to get him to love you?)

(Could you...)

(Make anyone else?)

(Or is the only person who'll ever love you...) (Yourself?)

I'll do the cutting. Are you prepared?

(You nod.) (Odile takes the fabric scissors and places it between your "chin" and your "clavicle".)

(She doesn't hesitate. It slides through.) (You feel lighter, and yet, at the same time, no different.)

No blood.

(You "move" "your" "arms" to lift "your" "head".)

Painless!