-Stands beside Harry and crosses his arms-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?If this "learning" is going to end up hurting people, I can't let you do it.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"People" includes you, as much as you like to deny it.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Briefly. The technical parts of it at least. Not the personal stuff, though-
-Idly starts unwrapping the bandage on his arm, revealing the tattoo- ...The virus. She used to think. There's a difference between sentience and sapience... it's just sentient now. But She used to think. She was very old... old as the stars. She was old when Planets were new. She was older than any life. She thought as the Many, and I made her mad. Immortal things don't like finding out they're not immortal. But nothing is immortal. Not really. -Glances at his scarf-
Sephiroth was the first one created. He took control of her. But when I destroyed him, She could think as the Many now.
...She started whispering things. In my head. I ignored Them for a long time, but I came here, and something went wrong. She told me to do things... I didn't want to, but She made me, and it hurt if I didn't, and I needed to... and if I wouldn't do them, She would make me anyway...
-Stares at his knees- Started fighting it. It's what he would have wanted.
edited 13th Jul '13 12:03:44 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-He knows the basics, but nothing about Seph or Jenova or exactly what it's like for Cloud-
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edited 13th Jul '13 12:04:33 AM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I won. I mostly won. She's gone now. But the virus destabilised in the process... there are still instincts. And it started getting harder to fight those. And the voices got louder, and I didn't used to understand them, and I do now...
I left, when it got too hard. I tried to die, but I messed up. The fire went out before I finished burning. So I got better, and then I got stuck, and the only thing I could hear was the voices, and the Miracle, and there were hands everywhere coming out of the walls and they wouldn't stop screaming at me, and the city was burning.
-Rocks a bit to calm himself down- ...
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I took memories from someone. I don't know who. I took them from lots of you, but one of you must have remembered me, because it was enough for me to go back to the way things were before I came here and things went wrong... but I can still hear the voices. In... in my back. I don't know what it is, but it's made of Aer. I think it helps.
...I need to make sure the voices don't get too loud again this time. I need to control them. I don't know if burning will work, but I don't know any other ways... I think I need air now, so I could drown, but if I do that, Aven will be mad. I'm not supposed to run anymore.
edited 13th Jul '13 12:13:01 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistYour chief concern with drowning is upsetting Aven?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-decides it's best to start from the beginning-
What exactly are you planning to do?
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI