thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

Heart Game (Continued)

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Oh, very way.

She caved under the pressure first. Then everyone followed along even when it became obvs it wasn't working.

[A spark. Denial isn't your friend in this room.]

Edited 2015-01-29 07:48 (UTC)

[It wouldn't be, would it. Doom is understanding, understanding isn't denial.

Roxy has no reason to lie about it having happened. And it also helps explain why she was so freaked out about the vines after that one game.

But still. Roxy is a good person. She wouldn't have killed everyone on purpose, not unless...]

...You didn't think it would happen that way, did you. You confessed because you thought it would mean less death, not more.

Yes.

One less wolf, more chance to end it in another round, if Epona didn't cave under pressure, which had been a possibility I thought was likely to happen. Both wolves gone, game's over, all done.

I didn't read the rules closely enough.

Edited 2015-01-29 11:48 (UTC)

So it was a mistake. But it's okay to make mistakes. You just have to try and learn from them for if there's a next time, but that doesn't make you a bad person.

I'm not interested in the shounen speeches, hon.

Edited 2015-01-29 12:38 (UTC)

I'm just telling the truth as I see it.

[He's not good at this but he's trying :/]

...But if Doom is supposed to be understanding...

[Maybe over here it's not so much guilt that it happened so much as...]

...A record, then? Not forgetting that it happened?

Hmmm, not wrong, not quite right.

So closer to the right track.

[...all right so what about the purple scarf. It'll probably kill him too but now that he's expecting it he may be more wondering what happened there and less nervous about it.]

[You feel it in your chest. The middle prong of the trident buried near your lungs and heart. Enough to have done fatal damage, but not enough damage to make the death quick.]

[A mother will always do what is best for her child.]

[You're slow to bleed out, but you do.]

[Tick.]

[Heroic]

[Tock.]

[Just]

[BONG]

[You feel your body break down again, as it did for godtier, pulling, pulling everything back, until you snap back, whole, in the air. Completely fine.]

Don't do that! [fussy fox is fussy]

Sorry, Fiere.

[He's just trying to get it and not succeeding. If it's not a record, then...]

...That was your mom, right?

Yes. What I imagine, anyway.

...I'm sorry. ...I mean, I know you're not interested in that, but I am.

I know, but you're right. Apologies aren't what I'm going for.

What are you going for?

It's just... you were so looking forward to meeting her, but then...

...I can't even pretend to know how that feels. At least I had some time with my mom, before she died.

...

I'm not the feelings, Sol.

I know that. I can't just not tell you though.

[He's still not very good at this, can you tell?]

Doom is understanding... You're not emotional, you're not just a reminder... Acceptance that it happened?

Hitting the right vein of thought. Just akes the right questions.

I'm guessing 'so what is it then?' isn't one of those.

...

Red blood.

Tan, don't.

I'll be fine, Fiere.

[because yeah, going over to touch the red blood now despite his fox's protests]

[You touched the red blood and suddenly there is knowledge in your head. You’re the last. You were always the last. The last of the human race dead centuries before, the last of your Neighborhood that burned down, the last of your universe, twice over, once from the Red Miles, another from the Reapers.]

[The last of your friends, of your family, with no more cheats, saves, tricks, or alternatives.]

[Forever the last one standing, little rogue Roxy.]

[Growing up on islands of graves and seas of blood.]

[Fifth time's the charm for you to really be the last of your whole reality. Fifth time to make it stick with no one left to save.]

[Finally, Roxy changes and you see it. The small wounds through her chest, and the bigger one just below her heart. The burns, blue lips and finger tips. The marks of vines around her body, and the pieces of her that just seem...missing.]

[Her eyes no longer yellow, but an eerie, blank white.]

[Well, at least he didn't die this time.]

[...Yeah sorry this is kind of rude sorry but he's just going to stare for a moment silently because how do you even respond to this]

[Your teammate has been hiding some shit.]

Take your time.

[His immediate gut reaction would be to go hug her, comfort her, assure her that she's not alone

but this isn't the loneliness, that was probably Miss Lonelybutt over in Time.

Does he say that she's really strong for still being here despite everything? ...No, that's shounen.

Doom is understanding. Shounen and emotion is wrong, no matter his own gut. A record is closer but still wrong. Acceptance is on the right track but still wrong.]

...Acknowledgement? Of everything that's happened to you. Of the fact that you're still here despite everything. That you're here.

[...god he's so bad at this.]

...

[She stands up, approaching him.]

Very close. Scope and timing are off. Fuschia blood.

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