[ YEAHHHh thinks about how high their body counts are
before he can respond, he's hit by the memory—and it really does feel like a blow. their circumstances are very different—kate was possessed by something, and he was not—yet the train of thought and the bloodshed is about the same.
still, he's paled a little at the violence when they emerge. ]
[ he's quiet, stewing in the memory a moment. in the brief silence, a voice in a memory speaks.
"Do you want to win? ...Did you know, too? That we were never going to win by having the highest coolness and swimability. But it was a game that I was having fun playing."
"I knew. But I was having fun too." ]
I wish friendship was enough. [ that teamwork and camaraderie and innocently avoiding the inevitable was enough, alone. but even so, ] It still means something, though.
I'd been going to him for help. Because he knew the monster inside of me had taken control. But he ended up getting killed, because he was helping me...
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[ well,
there's another wind that blows through here and gives us another memory! trades you serial killer lore for serial killer lore. ]
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before he can respond, he's hit by the memory—and it really does feel like a blow. their circumstances are very different—kate was possessed by something, and he was not—yet the train of thought and the bloodshed is about the same.
still, he's paled a little at the violence when they emerge. ]
—Ah. [ ah. ] You've had a hard time too.
[ being toyed with, indeed. ]
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[ she goes a little still, smoke rising from her head. ]
Yes. I suppose so.
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"Do you want to win? ...Did you know, too? That we were never going to win by having the highest coolness and swimability. But it was a game that I was having fun playing."
"I knew. But I was having fun too." ]
I wish friendship was enough. [ that teamwork and camaraderie and innocently avoiding the inevitable was enough, alone. but even so, ] It still means something, though.
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I'd been going to him for help. Because he knew the monster inside of me had taken control. But he ended up getting killed, because he was helping me...
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But it doesn't sound like he regretted helping you. More like... he was disappointed he couldn't help you more.