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foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
GRAVEYARD
[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
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They don't have to worry about me anymore. I'm dead; there's nothing left to worry about.
[A laugh soon follows.]
Yeah- this is probably better! I can keep helping them like this, and they won't even have to see me. They won't have to look at me, or acknowledge me, or worry about me at all--
Yeah... it really is better for me to be the one to get erased!
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He just pulls Yoshi into a hug, his large arms wrapping around the younger boy so fast that it almost seems instantaneous.]
You're wrong.
[It's slightly muffled, and yet...still strong and vibrant, somehow.]
You're wrong. It wasn't better for you to be killed at all, you idiot!
[Strong. He has to stay strong, but hearing those words -
touch at something deep inside him, that he's kept buried for a while. The feelings he's struggled with since their arrival, and even before then -]
Of course they'll worry about you! Death doesn't mean people don't stop caring! And what's with this?! If you don't want them to hurt over you, then it's too late - because by interacting with them, you've made a bond that can't be broken!
No one should have to die, but they are. That doesn't mean that you should be glad you're here! That doesn't mean that you can just devalue what you mean to them, Nanase!
[Is he....
Trembling?]
Because by trying to make it that you're worthless - that all you're good for is just to help - then you're spitting in their faces when they care about you! And I -
I -
[He falls silent, mouth moving, but unable to speak, struggling with his own emotions while he tries not to cry for reasons he doesn't want to think too hard about.]
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Even death.]
It's broken all the time. Or- maybe it never really existed in the first place.
[These... bonds. He's never had them. No matter how much he tried. But he knows now why that is--
Trying that much was a mistake.]
They always leave, you know? [It's the natural reaction, being around someone like him. He knew that already.] So I'm sure they'll forget about me.
[He knows, he knows. It's a pattern observed over and over again, and when the same act gets you the same results, before long it becomes a theory, before long it becomes a law.
Nothing changed. He didn't even want to change, really. So this is how it will be.]
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[He's - shaking, but he's still so desperately trying to keep it together, because now that he knows the base behind them?
It's hard not to think back to his own past, to his own pain. How easy it can be to fall into the same patterns, over and over...]
Even - even if you don't think those bonds will be there, they will.
They will. I promise.
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Right... Being dead isn't so different from living after all! The more he thinks on it, the more sure he is of that, and it's a comfort in its own way, predictable.
Yes. Right. This is how it should be.]
Mm. If you think so!
[That cheerfulness is back, but he clearly doesn't believe in Ichigo's words.]