Hizumi "every bad breakup song" Mizushiro (
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Try to bus: get revived; Try to hide: get mcmurdered
Who: sensitIV + Visitors??
Where: sensitIV dorms
When: Night of 365/366
[We tried so hard and got so far but in the end half of us still got murdered.]
Where: sensitIV dorms
When: Night of 365/366
[We tried so hard and got so far but in the end half of us still got murdered.]
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In this case... a bunch of us had our spines crushed or severed. So we'll have to rely on a different ability to heal.
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Something like a conscious hibernating.
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[ Maybe he doesn't get it. ]
Then are you trying to get some sleep?
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If it is not too forward of me, I could attempt to help you eat something or read a story to you in order to expedite your healing.
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[ As if he could go anywhere else ]
I shall not be very long.
[ And give Zhongli like 30-45 minutes and he will come back with a hot (and somewhat pretentious) bowl of chicken soup. ]
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Done already? What's on the menu?
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[ Which he sets down next to Izanagi ]
Ah, you are not able to move your arms at all, are you?
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Hope that doesn't jostle something in a way it's not supposed to. ]
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Sob.
As he is offering him the first spoonful. ]
Would you be interested in a tale while you eat? In my home country of Liyue, there where many places where you could watched the famed poets present and enjoy good food and drink.
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Oh- uh, sure. That sounds nice.
[And then opening up his mouth for food, aaaa.]
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Eat up, Izanagi. ]
Then might I tell you the story of the fall of a tyrant and the birth of the Anemo archon, god of freedom.
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And so the people lived sheltered and protected by their god, but stripped of their freedom. They saw their god a tyrant while he believed himself just and good.
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Though Mondstadt - the land ruled over by Decarabian - had always been known for it's bards and songs. And one such tale, a folk song of old, began to grow in popularity.
Leave the keen steel to those who will give their lives for the fight,
Prepare the thieves' gallows,
Sharpen your rusted arrows,
For when the music sounds, we shoot the beasts down.
And so the people rebelled against their god.
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