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Nemesis Heart - R2

[The first time you try to open your eyes, there is nothing but red.]

[Questions bubble up, voiceless:

What will you keep?

What will you change?

What will you do?]

[And then your eyes open.]

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[You're aware of a sound--you feel it more than hear it, the ground rumbling beneath your feet from the pressure. It's like a stampede of horses--like a million wings flapping. It's like trumpets--like every trumpet, all at once, playing a different tune.

You think, perhaps, you should leave.]

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[He tips his head up toward the sky - shades his eyes against the light]

...jesus. What is that?

[He lets himself be tugged by the animatronic chipmonk pulling on his arm, but he's too busy staring to be fast about it]

[appears from behind some of the burned out rubble, now with a mostly ripped off shirt]

What is that?

Something in the clouds?

[Then, more hesitatnt, at the sound of wings:]

...angels...?

[Seems like the chipmunk rangers won't be rescuing anyone today, as you stand flat-footed as it emerges from the clouds.

It is rhomboid and red and makes your eyes hurt to look at it too long, and your stomach drops to look at it, your knees shaking.

You can stand and fight--you can turn and run--it doesn't matter. It swallows you into itself all the same, absorbing you with blazing, searing red.

But of course this happened. You aren't good enough to have done better. You're weak. You're worthless. This is what you deserve.

And you burn from the inside out.]

[This is - painfully familiar, honestly. All of it, not just one part]

[The getting scooped up when he turns to run, the burning from the inside out, the sickening pulse of not-good-enough that thrums through him]

[He's lost in it for a long few moments, swallowed whole by it, consumed by the razor-sharp knowledge that he's just as worthless as he knew he was, all along]

[It takes him an eternity, but it comes to him, finally, through the conviction that he deserves this: that for once, perhaps that not-good-enough feeling isn't his. If this is her place, it might be hers, and that. Well, he knows for a fact it's wrong]

[He toggles on Buddy Bond, if it's there for him to use. Even if it isn't, he presses out with the conviction - a single success, bracketed by failures - that although this might be right for him, is right for him, it's wrong, if it's hers. It doesn't belong here]

[She doesn't deserve it here]

[It's not quite Buddy Bond, but something like a response comes back, simple: No]

[anyway, at some point, this]

What's happening?

[ I was just here to have some meat buns and a good time. ]

[Geometry is approaching]

[...It does not seem to be approaching you, however. Perhaps you and the dog man can ride it out unnoticed]

[ Gold's self preservation instincts are a lot higher when he's not being fueled by spite for whatever reason, so he keeps quiet and shifts a little closer to the dog man, not quite keeping his eyes on it, but tracking as best as he can. ]

[He doesn't look so goofy now, keeping you back, under the awnings.

"Somebody must've broke the rules..."]

What happens when that happens?

["Welp, you'd haveta leave the park! And who knows what can happen out there, it ain't safe like it is here."]

... What're the rules?

[He considers this]

["For one, don't snoop around inta places what're s'posed to be closed.

For two, don't break things that're s'posed to be not broken.

For three... Have fun! It's the happiest place on Earth!"]

[ Number three is by far the most worrisome one. ]

Are all the closed places clearly marked?

["Gorsh, wouldn't be sporting if they weren't! And hey, looks like it's over for now."

He points to where the geometry is floating off, temporarily sated, back into the clouds. His body language goes back to loose and open.

"Anyways, you still hungry? Or, have ya seen the castle yet? Gotta seize the day, right?"]

I think I'm good for now, thank you.

Is the castle an okay place to visit?

["Of 'course. You're a knight; why wouldn'tcha be able to see a castle?"

He smiles back, guileless]

[ Nods. ]

... I'll take a look then. Thank you again.

[ Traumatic disney castle time. ]

[Traumatic, pshaw]

[anyway the sun is shining and it is a pleasant walk! Goofy waves, friendly]

[He leaves the chipmunk and the fenced off area jogging back to the main street area and looks around and then up, what exactly is coming?]

[The ???angel??? descends from the clouds, rhomboid and red and makes your eyes hurt to look at it too long, and your stomach drops to look at it, your knees shaking.

You can stand and fight--you can turn and run--it doesn't matter. It swallows you into itself all the same, absorbing you with blazing, searing red.

But of course this happened. You aren't good enough to have done better. You're weak. You're worthless. This is what you deserve.

And you burn from the inside out.]

[At some point..............here]

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Nemesis Heart - R2

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