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Oh! Choragus! A charming friend, they are. Chorus brings such a .. well, I suppose the word best fit is unique? A unique presence to the Void, yes! A welcome one, too. Never a dull moment with it, certainly not when the tales they hold are endless!
[ Telzes, as a fellow enthusiast of archival and appreciator of art, is deeply fond of the work Choragus does with collecting memories and transcripts of plays. Although hoot is rather shy, it would love to join Choragus on an adventure to see a play someday. ]
you and I...were similar in a fucked up way.
i know what it’s like to want to run from your past. don’t. it always catches up.
Stem would have been so good for our kingdom. The perfect heir, and now... we shall speak of it no longer. We both know we cannot go back, don't we? I mourn you. Who you really are. Who you used to be. But I cannot let myself decay while I wait for my child to return. The world moves on, with or without us.
.....I am trying.......I want to be your son....I want to be the baby you lost...I know the way you look at me and I don't like what I see either......but you're still my mom and I want to be a good kid for you to smile at...I'll be better I promise....I promise just look at me please.....please just look at me...I'm so sorry you were given....a broken child.....I'm sorry I'm here and they aren't..
run. run far away from it, please. trust your gut. trust your mind. i wish i could warn you. i fear instead i'll watch you fall.
But I promised,
I don't know how to hate you without hating myself. We share a body, we share a mind, but you are *not* me. Or I am *not* you. I don't know. I don't even know if that's true. I want you gone. I want to live. I don't know if that can coexist but it must. It must. It must. I want you dead. But I want to live more. I hate you with every bone in my- your- our body. Our body. Nothing's really mine, is it? No. Ours. Sharing everything I am with filth. With monstrosity. I want to tear you from every ligament and fill you with good. If only we would still be the same ship.
She's weak. She's insufferable. Useful to an extent, but she can never finish the job. It's a good thing she's weaker than I am, or nothing would ever get done.
I hate you. I'm angry at you and I always will be. Nothing you can say will change what you've done. You made me miserable. But im happier now. Just stay away from us.
if i get better, i hope you let me. i still love you. you hate me. that's fair. i'd hate me too. that doesn't stop me loving you. that doesn't stop me wishing things could be different. it's selfish of me, i know. but i'd still call you my daughter, if i thought you'd want that anymore.
i want to trust you. i don't know if i can anymore. it's not your fault, not at all. perhaps you hate him too. i just wish i knew.
Quackity does not hate Vex. He hardly even blames Vex for what happened. All of his anger is directed towards the idea that any of this is happening at all, at the Federation, at the fact Vex is trapped, that he knew somebody who was so driven by puppet strings and couldn't do anything to save them. He will never think of Vex as anything other than a victim of the bigger monster, because he believes he has truly seen and known the good person that she was inside. He would like to believe that it was real.
Following Data Is Recovered From Corrupted File "Warmth".
A Worm Will Burrow Through The Meat And Tissue Of Carcasses Because It Must. The Stench Will Linger For Days As Bacteria Break Down Flesh Because It Must. The Trees Will Swallow Every Atom Of Nutrients Because It Must.
Blossom Because You Wish.
Log Edit:
Did The Louse Steal Your Tongue Long Ago? Did It Nestle Its Way To Sing A Tale Of Warmth?
A Distraction. A Ruse. Focus On Rigbee While You Pull Your Strings.
I Wish To Know You Were Cruel. I Wish To Know Betrayal Rather Than What Hell You Sit In While You Live. Contradictory In Everything You Stood For. May The Maggots Feast On Your Wounds.
I Wish To Despise You. To Leave You With The Devil In Paradise. But That Would Be A Waste Of Potential Research.
you were kind. you were good. thank you for a warm night.
im sorry. i wish things had gone differently. i wish you knew more than who i pretended to be.
"You're like a dog. In some weird sense of the word, Vee. Particularly a hunting dog. While you may love and care for your young you also harm other creatures in that protection. And yet I can't help but to see myself in you. I will never trust you, and thats just me. I still want to get us both out of this shithole, Vee. I know that I can at least try."
i shouldn't have judged you as much as i did. i'm sorry. i'm sorry i wasn't any better.
soon you will come home and youll keep your sword seathed and you will hug sunflower like the mother you were always meant to be. but i will not hesitate to keep her safe. i know what you did - i will make sure it doesnt happen again. thats a promise
she was mine. he was always mine and you never cared. you took him anyway. i'm so glad they have you. i hate you for replacing me. i don't know. i wish he didn't need you, i guess. i wish i was enough.
i don’t hate you, really, not at all. but you must understand. you must understand the most out of anybody here. it’s not personal, it’s just ████████. ██████████ ██████████████ ███████████ i’ll make sure it’s the last time you ever do
i trusted you. i really trusted you. i let you have my daughter and you *lied*. i hate you so much and i hate that i hate you because now i can’t hurt you. i hope i see you again so i can rip that smug smile off your face and feed it back to you. we lived in the same halls but we are not the same. at least i hate myself too.
when are you coming home? mama vex wouldnt hurt me too. you can come home and say sorry to sunnyflower
i'm sorry. i don't know what else to say. i would offer you a hug, but i don't think you'd accept. i don't even know if i'd want you to.