Heart Game: Doodleman

[idolpro]

It's dark.

It's dark.

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You wake up in a dark place.

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[carnivorouscarnival]

[ after a shrug, he finally approaches the boy from behind. ]

So what's cookin', good lookin'?

[idolpro]

He glances back at you, apparently unsurprised at your approach.

"Oh, hey. It's nabe."

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ peeking over his shoulder ]

It's not some weird metaphor nabe, is it?

[idolpro]

It looks like a pretty normal, if delicious, stew.

"Everything here is a metaphor. But it is also just nabe.

Would you like some?"

[carnivorouscarnival]

Long as it's not gonna kill me or anything, why not? It smells pretty good.

[idolpro]

He hands you a bowl of steaming stew.

"There you go."

[carnivorouscarnival]

Thanks.

[ brings it to his lips and takes a sip of the broth, hoping it won't kill him. ]

[idolpro]

It does not kill you! It tastes like normal, if extremely well made, winter season appropriate nabe.

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ good! he starts eating less reservedly when it appears legit after the first sip.

but he also just stands in the kitchen and eats instead of sitting at the dinner table like a decent guest. ]

[idolpro]

Eating more gives you a strange, warm feeling - like it's imbued with a passion for justice, and just a little bit of that passion has now passed into you.

Your Purity stat raises by 1.

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ a passion for justice... that's an unfamiliar sensation and he's not necessarily a fan, so after he gets about halfway through the bowl, he crinkles his nose a little and sets it down, placing the chopsticks on top to show he's finished. a bit of a shame, since he has no complaints about the taste itself, but he shouldn't waste too much time hanging around in any case. ]

So, do you know anything about these questions I'm supposed to be answering?

[idolpro]

He looks a little disappointed by your distaste for the meal, but doesn't say anything about it and nods in response to your question.

"Yeah. Ready to hear it?"

[carnivorouscarnival]

What would I be waiting for? Shoot.

[idolpro]

"What does it mean to be human?"

[carnivorouscarnival]

[ ... ]

You sound just like Glory, y'know.

[idolpro]

"How do you mean?"

[carnivorouscarnival]

Worrying about what makes someone a human, what makes someone a "person," as if there's some key existential component that qualifies some and disqualifies others.

Being human means you need air to breathe and food to eat. That you'll die if you're killed. At the end of the day, that's all it is—no need to overthink it.

[idolpro]

"...Heh. That kinda answers all the upcoming questions I've got lined up for you as well."

[carnivorouscarnival]

Pff—gyahaha! Is that right, is that right? Well, that's good ol' efficient Izumu-kun for ya. Guess you'd better come up with a new task for me.

[idolpro]

"You'll get something different. Go on and head out through the front door."

He points to the corridor leading to the exit.

[carnivorouscarnival]

Gyahaha. Well, well, aren't I just special?

[ and he starts heading down the corridor towards the door, waving over his shoulder. ]

Later.

[idolpro]

Going through the door, you are once again taken somewhere else.