I think the best way to describe it is like we've done before. Being in someone else's story. Not a happy one.
There was a ... house. Not like one I've ever seen before, really. More like the ones you find miniatures of in the IKEA. [ modern. ] And we began to look through the rooms, only finding signs of a family at first. Not much happened, it was all very silent.
But, ah, after a while, we separated. I ended up in the basement which had flooded. Fei Du was there, but I think we did something-- I jumped to something else. A memory, or ... I don't know. I was in a lake. And small again, like I used to be.
[ this is going off on a different discussion altogether. ]
Once I left, however, I managed to swim free [ hehe ] and came back to the flooded basement, and I don't know what had happened while I was gone, but I crawled out of the water and a, I don't mean this in a diminishing way, crazed woman was there, screamed at me and called me a horrible thing, and then began to choke Fei Du for reasons that are a mystery to me.
A little rowdy indeed. Well, I tackled her and she-- [ gestures to all the scratches ] ... I didn't want, ah, drown her. That felt a little wrong. She was upset, I think. Her child was missing.
We ended up running, locking her in the basement. And headed to the barn off the main house where they keep the "car." There was a bunch of nonsense, a huge fight, we hit a metaphorical monsterous father with the car, we hit the mother with the car, we hit me with the car, and then the wall of the barn. [garage.]
[that goes a little above her head. she knows cycles, but more the cycle where your mom teaches you to be obedient and polite no matter the situation, even if she's trying to kill you, because that's what her mom taught her. nothing to do with any of that.]
it's probably a different quality of sadness; she can empathize with that feeling, but she can't empathize with the feeling of being an adult and seeing a child suffering. but she does know what it feels like, to be experiencing something horrible and hoping an adult will help you and finding out there's no one. she thinks gerard must know that feeling, too.]
[ he does, though maybe he hasn't explained in detail the trials and tribulations of the lake by the castle, but it's also probably not too difficult to connect the dots. he had told her about his parents, a little bit. ]
I don't know. The last group said theirs was based on someone's memories. So ...
[ sure. can emotions be as precise as "feeling guilty for accidentally shutting a kid's dead body in the trunk of a car and then driving that car into a lake on a whoopsie" ]
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We had a good mix of both, I feel like.
[ hes still chewing on this slightly raw cookie. ]
I don't know if it was at all enlightening to ... what we're doing here. But it certainly seemed to know a good bit about me.
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[go on.]
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There was a ... house. Not like one I've ever seen before, really. More like the ones you find miniatures of in the IKEA. [ modern. ] And we began to look through the rooms, only finding signs of a family at first. Not much happened, it was all very silent.
But, ah, after a while, we separated. I ended up in the basement which had flooded. Fei Du was there, but I think we did something-- I jumped to something else. A memory, or ... I don't know. I was in a lake. And small again, like I used to be.
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[well, she knows that can be. bad. so her emotion is concerned.]
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[ possibly. it's actually hard to tell. a lot of this cyoa hit his exact traumas! ]
But it was-- Well. This time I had a sword, didn't I? I could fight. I could never fight before.
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That's a good thing, right? Or is it bad? It can feel bad, I guess, to have to do things that are different from the way you're supposed to be.
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[ he's trying to wipe egg off of his sleeves. ]
It's better in some ways to be a frog, yes? I think we've had this conversation before.
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[ this is going off on a different discussion altogether. ]
Once I left, however, I managed to swim free [ hehe ] and came back to the flooded basement, and I don't know what had happened while I was gone, but I crawled out of the water and a, I don't mean this in a diminishing way, crazed woman was there, screamed at me and called me a horrible thing, and then began to choke Fei Du for reasons that are a mystery to me.
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We ended up running, locking her in the basement. And headed to the barn off the main house where they keep the "car." There was a bunch of nonsense, a huge fight, we hit a metaphorical monsterous father with the car, we hit the mother with the car, we hit me with the car, and then the wall of the barn. [garage.]
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So a lot of car based combat. Maybe I wasn't a good fit for the party after all.
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And then there was some egg-swimming. Which was very odd. I don't know. Something about the cycle of abuse and such.
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And it made you think about your mom and dad?
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... The, um, father had hurt his child. We felt the emotions the boy had felt, waiting in the dark. Hoping someone would come for him.
[ the emotion is regret maybe a little, at telling her about this. ]
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it's probably a different quality of sadness; she can empathize with that feeling, but she can't empathize with the feeling of being an adult and seeing a child suffering. but she does know what it feels like, to be experiencing something horrible and hoping an adult will help you and finding out there's no one. she thinks gerard must know that feeling, too.]
...That's pretty bad. Do you think it was real?
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I don't know. The last group said theirs was based on someone's memories. So ...
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So whose memories could these be...?
[did you kill kiichi's mom and dad...]
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I haven't asked anyone yet. It seems a difficult topic to broach.
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...Yeah. Hey, we killed your mom and dad with a car. Have you ever been alone in the dark wishing to be saved? That's a rough conversation starter.
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I ah--
[ hrm. the sadness is back. extreme reluctance to continue, but. ]
The boy was already gone, by the time we found him. So I don't know that it is directly ...
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she pats gerard.]
Well, maybe not that.
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Maybe not.
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...Is there anything I can do?
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It will be alright.
[ oh, he looks over at the little egg on the table. ]
I took that with me. I don't know if it does anything.
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