...She was trying to be quicker about it before - all of that.
[not that he regrets not making it easy, but he can at least acknowledge that she did try to do it as kindly as she could even while turbo possessed. sweet sheila we love you in this house. continues to defend his own murderer.]
Well. This is fine!!!!!! It really is fine for Scaramouche, who has no sense of attachment to most things and especially not to random strangers. But the emotional weight from Rupert is unpleasant and pressing, and it takes him a second after stumbling out of the memory to shake that part of it.]
...The emotion part is truly annoying. [JUST THE FIRST THING HE SAYS god he hates that part. He looks over to Rupert after, gauging his reaction to it all.]
[he does look a little paler than normal but he refuses to have a breakdown in front of scaramouche it's fine. anyways!!! talking past a little crack in his voice don't worry about it]
That thing... It was made from both a blessing and a curse.
[STARTING OFF STRONG.]
There was a boy - well, he's older than I am, but when this all started, he was a kid, and something terrible happened to his country. A sickness that killed everyone but him - his parents, his friends, everyone else. He was left alone. There are higher beings where I come from, magical creatures that can grant wishes. One of them took corporeal form and came down once she saw what had happened. She asked if there was a wish she could grant him to comfort him, but the wish he gave her was for eternal happiness, after what had happened to him. She told him that was a wish she couldn't grant, but he begged. When the begging didn't work... Since she'd taken physical form, he trapped her. Hurt her, made her agree.
She granted his wish, and he let her go. What he didn't know was that the reason she refused his request in the beginning was because a blessing like that would have another side. A consequence. But after what he did to her, I guess she thought he deserved it - that all of us deserved it. She was disillusioned.
From then on, every moment of happiness he had, of joy and luck - it came with a direct opposite. A balance of darkness to the light he had been given. Something connected to him that went everywhere he did, that fed off negative emotions and grew stronger with every person who fell to those feelings. He would never be hurt, but everyone around him, every person who he befriended, would die because of his presence.
Anyway this is honestly not that far-fetched for him to believe since there's a whole lot of shit about equivalent exchange just in his life on a personal level and also in the overarching narrative of his world. Also, gods just do shit like this sometimes! They don't get caught and tortured, but they do just kind of offer to grant funny little wishes for no reason other than seeing the chaos that might unfold. (This is perhaps his negative viewpoint and stance and take on an otherwise fairly normal phenomenon.)
He listens along as Rupert explains, though.]
Well. You can't make something out of nothing, after all. [THE LAW OF FMA.] Sounds like the answer is fairly simple in that case, though. If that person dies, it's not like more darkness can accumulate.
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[not that he regrets not making it easy, but he can at least acknowledge that she did try to do it as kindly as she could even while turbo possessed. sweet sheila we love you in this house. continues to defend his own murderer.]
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[STOP BEING POSSESSED AND KILLING LIKE A CLOWN, SHEILA.]
Though I suppose that's the exact kind of nonsense that would do her well here.
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[HE SAYS ABOUT HIS MURDERER!!]
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[STOP DEFENDING YOUR MURDERER.]
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[the way that memshare put them in that exact moment but after it was over the details got fuzzy for him again...... this is your brain on drugs]
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Stop finding reasons to defend her sloppy kill.
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[Also this memory happens.]
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Aw, I didn't know you were incapable of opening doors. That must be really hard for you.
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[DON'T JUST SAY THANKS]
If you don't like me, I'm probably doing something right!
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I dislike most people, so it isn't much of an achievement.
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[HE SAYS, ANNOYINGLY!!!!]
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Well. This is fine!!!!!! It really is fine for Scaramouche, who has no sense of attachment to most things and especially not to random strangers. But the emotional weight from Rupert is unpleasant and pressing, and it takes him a second after stumbling out of the memory to shake that part of it.]
...The emotion part is truly annoying. [JUST THE FIRST THING HE SAYS god he hates that part. He looks over to Rupert after, gauging his reaction to it all.]
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Wow, I'm so sorry you're annoyed.
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You should be. You didn't leave fast enough. [HE WAS THE ONE WHO WAS LEAVING FIRST. But there's a little pause, and then, curiously:]
What sort of thing was that?
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[it truly is the most fantasy nonsense of all time but i also remembered it involves the plague so good luck scaramouche.]
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I wouldn't ask questions if I didn't want answers.
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That thing... It was made from both a blessing and a curse.
[STARTING OFF STRONG.]
There was a boy - well, he's older than I am, but when this all started, he was a kid, and something terrible happened to his country. A sickness that killed everyone but him - his parents, his friends, everyone else. He was left alone. There are higher beings where I come from, magical creatures that can grant wishes. One of them took corporeal form and came down once she saw what had happened. She asked if there was a wish she could grant him to comfort him, but the wish he gave her was for eternal happiness, after what had happened to him. She told him that was a wish she couldn't grant, but he begged. When the begging didn't work... Since she'd taken physical form, he trapped her. Hurt her, made her agree.
She granted his wish, and he let her go. What he didn't know was that the reason she refused his request in the beginning was because a blessing like that would have another side. A consequence. But after what he did to her, I guess she thought he deserved it - that all of us deserved it. She was disillusioned.
From then on, every moment of happiness he had, of joy and luck - it came with a direct opposite. A balance of darkness to the light he had been given. Something connected to him that went everywhere he did, that fed off negative emotions and grew stronger with every person who fell to those feelings. He would never be hurt, but everyone around him, every person who he befriended, would die because of his presence.
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Anyway this is honestly not that far-fetched for him to believe since there's a whole lot of shit about equivalent exchange just in his life on a personal level and also in the overarching narrative of his world. Also, gods just do shit like this sometimes! They don't get caught and tortured, but they do just kind of offer to grant funny little wishes for no reason other than seeing the chaos that might unfold. (This is perhaps his negative viewpoint and stance and take on an otherwise fairly normal phenomenon.)
He listens along as Rupert explains, though.]
Well. You can't make something out of nothing, after all. [THE LAW OF FMA.] Sounds like the answer is fairly simple in that case, though. If that person dies, it's not like more darkness can accumulate.
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[SHOCKINGLY IT WAS ATTEMPTED. anyways.]
It wouldn't hurt him, and it stopped anyone who tried to get close to him.
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You think if he offed himself, that thing would be able to react quickly enough to stop him?
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[(derogatory)
anyways]
It doesn't matter - the person who cast that curse stopped it in the end.
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