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COUNTDOWN: I SEE YOU
The warning bells of the Nightly Curfew ring across the city. There's a faint hum from the phone this time before the icon appears. This time it displays a time: 1:00AM
The rest of the night is normal. Perhaps you've cuddled up with family, or you've gone to bed early to wait, but sure enough, time tick by right until 1 in the morning when....
You're back into that application again. A single question before you're even permitted to type anything else. And while it seems to be overwritten by something inside of you, it feels a lot more natural than before. Which is, truthfully...troubling.
But then something happens...
WƎ☹C!ERROR!OMƎ ▒ O ▒ HƎ FIN⟡☹ QUIZ!!ERROR!!ERROR!
⟡nƧwƎ!ERROR!r from ▒ hƎ hƎ⟡r▒ , ▒ hƎ p⟡r▒ of you ▒ !ERROR!h⟡▒ h⟡Ƨ bƎƎn dƎniƎd for f⟡r ▒ oo ☹ong.
Is your ☹ife here ⟡ ☹ie?
YƎƧ | DƎfini▒ Ǝ☹y | ƧurƎ | I'vƎ hd my !ERROR! doub▒ Ƨ bƎforƎ, bu▒ yƎƧ | HƎ☹☹ YƎƧ | ▒ hƎrƎ iƧ no o▒ hƎr conc☹uƧion | I wiƧh I cou☹d dƎny i▒ nd ☹ivƎ hƎrƎ pƎcƎfu☹☹y !ERROR!bu▒ i▒ 'Ƨ ▒ ruƎ.
▒ h⟡nk you...!ERROR!▒ h⟡▒ wi☹☹ bƎ ⟡☹☹. ☹Ǝ▒ uƧ ƧƎƎ wh⟡▒ your hƎ⟡r▒ b☹oo!ERROR!mƧ in▒ o...
I SEE YOU.
⟡nƧwƎ!ERROR!r from ▒ hƎ hƎ⟡r▒ , ▒ hƎ p⟡r▒ of you ▒ !ERROR!h⟡▒ h⟡Ƨ bƎƎn dƎniƎd for f⟡r ▒ oo ☹ong.
Is your ☹ife here ⟡ ☹ie?
YƎƧ | DƎfini▒ Ǝ☹y | ƧurƎ | I'vƎ hd my !ERROR! doub▒ Ƨ bƎforƎ, bu▒ yƎƧ | HƎ☹☹ YƎƧ | ▒ hƎrƎ iƧ no o▒ hƎr conc☹uƧion | I wiƧh I cou☹d dƎny i▒ nd ☹ivƎ hƎrƎ pƎcƎfu☹☹y !ERROR!bu▒ i▒ 'Ƨ ▒ ruƎ.
▒ h⟡nk you...!ERROR!▒ h⟡▒ wi☹☹ bƎ ⟡☹☹. ☹Ǝ▒ uƧ ƧƎƎ wh⟡▒ your hƎ⟡r▒ b☹oo!ERROR!mƧ in▒ o...
I SEE YOU.
What had just happened? Before you can think about it for too much, and as your heart beats faster, the screen returns to normal, and another message flashes.
Well shit. Lets try this again. Answer from the heart, the part of you that has been denied for far too long. DO IT QUICKLY!
Is your life here a lie?
Yes.
Sorry lambs, this time we can't kid around...
Is your life here a lie?
Yes.
Sorry lambs, this time we can't kid around...
Once you are done, you are tossed once more into the main chatroom. Is fear rising? Is your heart beating faster? There's a lot more at stake now it seems. Fortunately, your user names are the names that you wrote down in the last survey, but with all those questions it's....hard not to think of them as your own. Maybe you'll be cursing at this device, but it looks like you're already deep down the rabbit hole by now.
And now...something's might be looking right back.
[OOC: This is one of the final network post before Awakening. ALL Users will now be able to speak of who they are in their AU life without the information being blocked by the application.
Additionally, while speaking, Applenet might spazz out, like above. If this happens, a random painful memory will hit both Awakened and Unawakened (please warn if the visions are graphic for other players). They might find themselves writing down things afterwards regarding the memory (for example, getting shot, they might write down the pain they are felling, etc) and regretting it. This can happen up to 5 times per user.]
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You can fight, but protectings just a wistful dream.
Shadows just seem like monsters, and if they're like what I've seen before this whole citys doomed.
Ain't no shame in not fighting a battle you got no stakes in.
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none of my previous masters are here
if we're not meant to fight this battle
what is my purpose?
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[Guts has things to do still. He can hardly let himself die yet.
But again with the talk of masters. Of duty. Honestly, he's growing sick of it. ]
Don't care.
Do what you want.
If you wanna fight for this place, do it for yourself.
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might not be right
i hope you find your freedom though
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and a person too, now
i'm still getting used to it
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[ Wake him up. wake him up inside. why is literally everyone on this app LIKE THIS.
Guts has the very horrifying thought of Dragonslayer one day turning into a person and talking to him and decides to never think of this again.]
Alright. But I'm focusing on the latter bit for now. Even though....A man and a sword. Maybe you should stop thinking of that like servitude and more like a partnership?
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partnership?
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...Do I have to explain what that is...
View yourself as a little more of an equal here, that's what I'm saying.
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oh
i can try
[It's easier to think of all of you as fellow swords than to elevate his own mental position though...]
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Yeah.
Its not to hard. Nobody here is all that great.
[Guts is 100% ok with you thinking of him as a fellow sword as long as you never verbalize this and he has to go through 5 stages of shock over it.]