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Dec. 23rd, 2024 07:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
undyingcrowA. Network
[A post appears on the network the night the request box opens.]
How funny.
Is this their idea of an olive branch? They violate our privacy by placing our memories on tape, but it's perfectly fine because they can grant our wishes.
Disregarding that they're keeping us captive, of course, won't reunite us with whatever meaningful "bonds" we may already have in place, and still won't give us a straight answer for anything that actually matters.
I've half a mind to venture to the depths of Mementos myself to see if there's a godforsaken cup to thwart.
Wouldn't that be ironic? History repeating itself. A chance to face the false god that made me its puppet...
[Ha.]
But perhaps I don't deserve that kind of closure, after all is said and done.
B. Shibuya
[Snow is falling in Shibuya. The sky is clear. No bones to speak of. Holiday lights shimmer in the night, cognitions milling about.
His breath materializes as steam as he stares up at the myriad screens, all broadcasting the same nonsensical drivel they always have since he arrived here.
And yet... on one screen, he sees himself approaching Ren and Sae, offering to make good on his word.
A memory undone by Maruki's defeat, of course.]
It would have been nice to see you again.
[A post appears on the network the night the request box opens.]
How funny.
Is this their idea of an olive branch? They violate our privacy by placing our memories on tape, but it's perfectly fine because they can grant our wishes.
Disregarding that they're keeping us captive, of course, won't reunite us with whatever meaningful "bonds" we may already have in place, and still won't give us a straight answer for anything that actually matters.
I've half a mind to venture to the depths of Mementos myself to see if there's a godforsaken cup to thwart.
Wouldn't that be ironic? History repeating itself. A chance to face the false god that made me its puppet...
[Ha.]
But perhaps I don't deserve that kind of closure, after all is said and done.
B. Shibuya
[Snow is falling in Shibuya. The sky is clear. No bones to speak of. Holiday lights shimmer in the night, cognitions milling about.
His breath materializes as steam as he stares up at the myriad screens, all broadcasting the same nonsensical drivel they always have since he arrived here.
And yet... on one screen, he sees himself approaching Ren and Sae, offering to make good on his word.
A memory undone by Maruki's defeat, of course.]
It would have been nice to see you again.
