thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

Heart Game (Continued)

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The problem is HER.

The problem is always her. Everything wrong and will go wrong in my life is because of HER. Because she manipulates and controls everything that decides every major event that makes my life a living hell. Even when it comes to the fact I can walk through walls, she gets a dog girl who will port me RIGHT BACK HERE before I can get away.

She makes even saving an entire race leave a horrible taste in my mouth because doing so means she's gonna ENSLAVE 'em.

...I'm sorry. I know what it feels like, to be that powerless. It's maddening.

Do you?

Not to the same extent. I won't pretend that's the case. But I've been trapped against my will before, in a situation where escape seemed impossible. My only company was my abductor.

...and what happened?

...As I said, I don't understand it to the same extent. I killed her. But I want you to know that I can at least sympathize with what you are going through.

....

[She stares at Lace for a long time.] I see.

[And then suddenly, YOU ARE BACK IN THE FIRE FIGHT. Though you seem to be hunkered down in a new building, but there are still three robots after you.]

[sudden setting changes putting her in middle of a fight are getting old!! she fumbles with the gun for a moment before taking aim and firing at a robot]

[Rage is an infuritating thing.]

[Down the robot goes, but one of the other two got SMART and has fired at the building to bring it down.]

[welp. does she have time to get out of the building if she uses her powers?]

[She does indeed, but she is out in the open now.]

[if they've figured out how to knock down buildings once she finds cover in them, she's just going to fire at one of the remaining robots as she runs, believing that any rockets will miss her]

[Damage one of the last remaining two. Seems like it's getting harder to Hope at things. Those walls seem to be cropping up more and more.]

[Another ten sider, no repeats.]

[five]

[And you're still in the Neigbhorhood, but it is no longer on fire.]

[And you are now much, MUCH shorter. And may be five years old.]

[The sky is dark, but starting to lighten with the rising sun. You are on the streets alone.]

[oh my god ignore my account fail]

...Hello? Is anybody there?

[Silence.]

[But there seems to be...movement in the alley over there?]

[wandering over, wary]

[You see a bunch of black Carapacians, crowded together.]

Hello? I'm not going to hurt you. Are you alright?

[The Carapacians look at her.]

[And it's easy to see for her. How they're hesitating, how they seem to be battling something, before finally, one approaches her.]

What's wrong? Are you hurt?

[The Carapacian reaches out for her.]

If you can find a way to tell me what's wrong, I can try to help you.

[she tries to dodge the grab, though]

[A movement, a meaning.]

"Hungry."

[And the Carapacian LUNGES, trying to take a BITE.]

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