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Nemesis and Hurricane's Ideal World: Session 2
[The sky above is a deep, unnatural crimson, filled with roiling clouds and creatures that are a sickly oil-slick black. They writhe and wriggle like something out of a Lovecraftian nightmare; they have entirely too many eyes, and entirely too many wings, and when they open their mouths, they have entirely too many teeth]
[Below them, the city of Tokyo is half-shattered; above the rooftops, mechanized suits the size of people hover in the air, darting in out of the chaos, laser blasts and explosions and wickedly sharp blades fighting tirelessly against the endless onslaught]
[Until finally, the last creature falls]
[All at once, civilians flood the streets of the city; the lights come on in all the buildings, which somehow have become whole again, safe and unharmed. A cheer goes up from the crowd. Overhead, a stunning fireworks display paints the night with light and color]
[And they all lived happily ever after]
[The end]
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It is an honest question. One I hope that has an honest answer.
And I find you charming, Nemesis, but I did spot someone who looked incredibly excited to dance with you. Congratulations.
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A-anyways-- Does it really matter? Those games're over now. And life ain't that terrible no more. Like--it ain't perfect, but it's pretty nice just to have this, ain't it? Sometimes you just gotta enjoy what you got.
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And you must have a preference.
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...I ain't afraid of nothing Hell can do.
[Citation needed]
...But I ain't interested in no mind whammies. That answer your weird question?
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