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15corpses2019-07-16 11:11 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15corpses2019-07-16 11:11 am
A Reckoning...
[You are dead.
Where you awaken is not of your cabin on the train but rather firm earth, the skies above you being nothing but an inky blackness as for as you can see. And yet throughout the darkness, you are surrounded by soft lighting and peculiar music playing all around you. When your senses become less muddled, you will notice that the music playing is upbeat and joyful almost. But let's face it, you are probably thinking this is some sort of creepy hell that you got yourself into after biting the bullet.
It all depends if you find circuses to be such a place because that is where you find yourself. The setting feels more antique than what you may assume a circus to look like, more Victorian themed than what one can be called. First the sound picks up and then you can smell something delectable in the air, catching popped corn and fried sweets and maybe something to drink? It's more than likely here.
Going down the main way, you can see some classic carnival games such as skee ball, ring toss, balloon popping if you are inclined to try and take your mind of the fact that you didn't have a choice in coming here. But despite the joyous air of the circus, there are not many people here that can help you out...or are there?
Lost souls just like yourself who met with the same horrible fate...perhaps an accord can be struck. After all, it looks like you will be here for awhile.]
((OOC: Map for reference.))
Where you awaken is not of your cabin on the train but rather firm earth, the skies above you being nothing but an inky blackness as for as you can see. And yet throughout the darkness, you are surrounded by soft lighting and peculiar music playing all around you. When your senses become less muddled, you will notice that the music playing is upbeat and joyful almost. But let's face it, you are probably thinking this is some sort of creepy hell that you got yourself into after biting the bullet.
It all depends if you find circuses to be such a place because that is where you find yourself. The setting feels more antique than what you may assume a circus to look like, more Victorian themed than what one can be called. First the sound picks up and then you can smell something delectable in the air, catching popped corn and fried sweets and maybe something to drink? It's more than likely here.
Going down the main way, you can see some classic carnival games such as skee ball, ring toss, balloon popping if you are inclined to try and take your mind of the fact that you didn't have a choice in coming here. But despite the joyous air of the circus, there are not many people here that can help you out...or are there?
Lost souls just like yourself who met with the same horrible fate...perhaps an accord can be struck. After all, it looks like you will be here for awhile.]
((OOC: Map for reference.))
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Wh-what are you apologizing for?
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[ God why is he breaking down now? He'd kept himself together so well during this past week and some, and now he just wasn't able to do it. ]
I did my best to fight and then... I failed. Said i'd be there to help them through this and was strong for them because someone needed to be and I couldn't let myself break like I did that first week after motive. I wanted to honor the strength you gave me when you helped pick me back up, but what if me saying what I had to keep them going ends up just hurting them now that i'm gone too...?
[ So maybe there's a bit of anxiety and hurt showing itself now. ]
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[But the words ring hollow no matter how much Proto wants to believe in them. After all, look where that kind of talk got them in the end.]
You didn't deserve this. You... you did everything you could...
[Oh god, did Proto cause a cascade effect of misery with his words? Is that all his efforts led to?
Now they're both starting to break.]
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[ Look where that's gotten him.
If he were at home, he could stand tall and fight anyday but this was 100% different because there was no way to fight back against this. Especially now that he was weakened by his body being altered to what it was. ]
I did. I tried my best to encourage the others and now it... feels like I left a burden with them.
[ By now he can tell he's having an effect on Proto as well, so he straightens up a bit as he looks at him firmly. ]
I do owe you. If it hadn't been for you that night, helping me stand up and remember how to fight again? I'd be probably be much worse off than I am now.
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[That's it. That's the admission that hurts the most--that there is nothing left that Proto Man or Atsushi can possibly do to make things any better. All they can do is trust in the ones who are left... but given their circumstances, that's far easier said than done.
That's twice now that Proto Man has been left without a purpose.
Atsushi's trying to help him now, but...]
Or maybe all I did was just delay the inevitable.
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No, that's not true. I'd rather have had the fight in me that I did, than to not have it at all. You did help me and I fought until the very end.
[ He exhales a shaky breath, looking down with a slightly bitter smile. ]
The old me would have run away when I was looking at the possibility of dying, but I knew running away wasn't an option when there was a chance I might have been able to convince her not to go through with it. I nearly did, too.