imeeji_frontstage | Memory + Live

Who: Nyarlathotep + Anyone~
Where: Broadcast and then Lobby
When: Day 54 evening

[This is a memory that may look somewhat familiar to some, but it is from a different perspective this time. Looking out from behind the mask.

It's got a familiar face in it for some! Sanguine, who gets lifted up by the person whose memory is being broadcast, fingers squeezing around his throat after he was summarily beaten.

But it ends without bloodshed- just an iris and a promise that he will be back for his revenge.]

-LIVE-

[Oh boy THAT was. A memory.

Nya pushes the Media Attention button just a few seconds after he starts laughing. It's not a GOOD laughter. It's a very bad laughter, like he just got really nervous and couldn't stop himself and now it was just pouring out and oh no, oh god, oh please.]

Oh-! Ha! HahaHAAah! Ahahaha!

Oh, wow! HAHAHAHA! Would you just-...! HahahahaHAAHAHHAAHAHA! HAHAHAHAAHAAAA! HAHAHAH!! WHAT A FARCE! HAHAHAHAAAA HA HA! WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT?!

DOn't yoU THINk It's FUNNY hoW THiNgs WorK OUt liKe tHAT?

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No.

No one will listen. I can scream and scream and scream into the void and it'll just echo back at me. They'll hear it, they'll get me to quiet down, and then it won't matter again.

But maybe one person will listen. The more people who hear, the more likely I'll find the one person who will listen.

[honestly, should have mentioned earlier, but, yeah, he's radiating calm, talking in a low voice that needs quiet to be heard]

Yeah. It's an isolating feeling, yelling in a crowded room and having no one hear you, kind of like you're getting buried under your own insignificance. Rationally, you can't make everyone listen, you seem to grasp that much. Still, you're on the right track, though — Staying loud until you're heard.

Peel back the layers, be as ugly and honest as you can, you'll know who's truly listening a lot easier when you're not speaking in whispers most of the time.

[Well, at the least, Nya isn't yelling anymore! Instead, he's crying. Which is fine because it's fairly quiet, right? He takes a seat and wipes at his eyes, probably looking like a petulant child.]

I'm not stupid.

I don't like attention. It's one of the few things I've learned about myself since I came here. But I have to do what I have to. SensitIV has the unique honor of being the group that can heal others, but you've got to earn those powers. Through things like this.

This doesn't hurt anyone. Even if no one likes it.

Excuse me as I find it incredibly difficult to believe all of that came just out of wanting to get points.

Not all of it.

The live button was pressed for it. The rest was just. [Frowns. Makes a vague hand motion.]

It was just what happened. I don't think I'm that good of an actor.

You're not. All of it was true except the energy which is why you petered out so quickly.

Feeling useless after not being able to help in the aftermath of the game?

I don't know.

I didn't know what I felt at all for a long time. Now I'm just angry. At being told what I am, like... like someone is trying to shape me into what they want me to be. Some are trying to push me to be one thing, and then others try to push me to be another.

How I was told by strangers that I could rely on them within minutes of meeting them, then watched as they killed each other because of some force. How people told me it was alright to be honest, but then got upset when I was.

Sounds like you know who to direct your anger towards. At least, aside from general ire at this place and its circumstances. Why not share that with them instead of screaming into the void as it were?

It's...

scary.

[That's all you're getting, sorry. He is a 17yr old boy in the end.]

[look, john knows all the answers already, just making him say them for his own benefit]

It is. But it gets you further than burying everything. Like right now? I'm annoyed. Feels like you manipulated me into expressing concern on top of doing it for points which I find not a little disgusting. But I can understand you had a reason and are going to think twice about doing something like this again since it didn't provoke the response you wanted. Did it?

Yes. Everything went just how I wanted it to.

[He's calm now, taking in a deep breath, then letting it out slowly.]

It doesn't feel good but I mean, it had the desired effect. Do you hate me for it? For manipulating you? Even if it was just a wide area-of-effect net thrown?

Hate's a strong word. I'm reserving judgment until I can determine if there's any reason I should talk to you.

And you're responsible for your actions. You had a purpose even if you didn't have a target. Much like a bomb. If I wanted to really dig deep into moral protest, I would also hold the fact you manipulated everyone here, possibly without them ever realizing, against you. —That well is dry right now, though.

If it'll make it easier for you to kill me when you need to, then...

That's all I wanted. Whether you talk to me or not after this is irrelevant. Morals are irrelevant.

I'm here to be a sacrifice.

[just eyebrow up]

Barking up the wrong tree. Asked my team on several occasions not to kill anyone.

That's noble, but not necessarily possible, right? With these games and all. It's really alright.

It isn't some twisted masochism. I don't enjoy it, but with Sanguine pushed away, I'm free from ties. There would be no cycle of revenge or tears wept for my suffering.

It's the least I can do.

So, you want sensitIV to bear the brunt of your noble sacrifice? Haven't heard about being able to pick a singular target. Probably because that would make the choice about who to harm very easy for some people; they want pathos, not out and out murder.

Memory + Live

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