[ You find yourself in Yato's bedroom. HOORAY. Just where you've always wanted to be!!!
Though unlike his real bedroom, this one is full of things. And not just those tracksuits crumpled up on his bed or those weird stuffed animals in the corner. No, there are also building materials-- wood and stone and clay and the like-- set out deliberately on the floor. His dresser is full of cloth and sewing supplies. His drawing table is covered with all sorts of art supplies. And there's finger paints and glitter and silly scissors and candy and old CDs and more...
But there's something else you've suddenly become keenly aware of: while you're in here, the rest of your friends and teammates are out there. Out in the real world.
And they're forgetting you. As you stand here, wasting time in this asshole's bedroom, you know for a fact they're starting to forget about you, forgetting that you ever existed.
And you also know what that means now. Once the people out there completely forget that you exist, you won't exist. If you're sure of anything, you're sure of this fact.
In fact, you can almost feel yourself starting to fade away already . . . are-- are your fingers becoming transparent?!
You have to do something, fast. ]
[ But if you can't figure out what on your own, maybe that gentleman by the exit can help-- ]
Okay no. No that won't help at all. What would help? What could he do in this room, that'd help? It doesn't take him very long to decide on something, at least. How do you make sure you won't be forgotten? Even a inkling would be better than not existing. Something that will mean they can't forget you ever existed, right?
So something, anything, that he makes, that nobody would be able to look at without thinking of him? Something like that. A material object that can't vanish even if he WAS forgotten. So he starts picking stuff out of the materials, mostly clay and paint and..is trying to make a little pig with his haircut.]
is this yato's fear? he can't help but glance at his fingers one or three times just to try and wrap his head around the fucking absurdity of it all. is this going to be like hiyori's heart? is this supposed to be his timer?
why is everything always so fucking stupid and weird? is he supposed to make something here? he glances around all the items before finally deciding to grab the stuffed animals. three of them. )
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Though unlike his real bedroom, this one is full of things. And not just those tracksuits crumpled up on his bed or those weird stuffed animals in the corner. No, there are also building materials-- wood and stone and clay and the like-- set out deliberately on the floor. His dresser is full of cloth and sewing supplies. His drawing table is covered with all sorts of art supplies. And there's finger paints and glitter and silly scissors and candy and old CDs and more...
But there's something else you've suddenly become keenly aware of: while you're in here, the rest of your friends and teammates are out there. Out in the real world.
And they're forgetting you. As you stand here, wasting time in this asshole's bedroom, you know for a fact they're starting to forget about you, forgetting that you ever existed.
And you also know what that means now. Once the people out there completely forget that you exist, you won't exist. If you're sure of anything, you're sure of this fact.
In fact, you can almost feel yourself starting to fade away already . . . are-- are your fingers becoming transparent?!
You have to do something, fast. ]
[ But if you can't figure out what on your own, maybe that gentleman by the exit can help-- ]
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[cool, another random happenstance he doesn't understand the reason for. looking around, then at his hands.]
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[stares around the terrible room...!]
Well, maybe present.....
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[she has a handful of those cute as hell capypers look at how cute they are]
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Ah--excuse me, is that by chance the way out?
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I can let you through, but you have to do something, first.
If you continue on like this, you'll be totally forgotten soon. You have to make sure they have some way to remember you, in your absence.
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[FUCK, I'M VANISHING
BETTER SEDUCE MY OWN MOTHER
Wait
Okay no. No that won't help at all. What would help? What could he do in this room, that'd help? It doesn't take him very long to decide on something, at least. How do you make sure you won't be forgotten? Even a inkling would be better than not existing. Something that will mean they can't forget you ever existed, right?
So something, anything, that he makes, that nobody would be able to look at without thinking of him? Something like that. A material object that can't vanish even if he WAS forgotten. So he starts picking stuff out of the materials, mostly clay and paint and..is trying to make a little pig with his haircut.]
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you make that pompapig, Silver. do it. ]
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[ oh and there's a man there. nodding at him, she guesses. ]
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What's going on here?
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the dude is blocking the exit. ]
You're going to be forgotten. You have to work quickly, to ensure that won't happen.
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Looking around with a frown, then approaching the guy by the door]
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Does ransacking the dresser count as doing something? Because that is what's being done.]
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...This is an effect, right? Just an effect.
It's hard to tell...
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You wanted so much to go to that park with me...
[ she strokes a finger across the capypa's nose. ]
When we get back, I'll figure out a way that theme park running, Yato. We'll go together.
[ and now she's going to start rummaging through the art and craft supplies for something useful. there must be a reason it's all here! ]
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what an amazingly familiar feeling.
lets gather cloth and CDs ]
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—you! What is happening here!
[ >IMMEDIATELY PRESS THE HELP BUTTON ]
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is this yato's fear? he can't help but glance at his fingers one or three times just to try and wrap his head around the fucking absurdity of it all. is this going to be like hiyori's heart? is this supposed to be his timer?
why is everything always so fucking stupid and weird? is he supposed to make something here? he glances around all the items before finally deciding to grab the stuffed animals. three of them. )
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