[ gun lady is apparently (throws dart) in the library. she's reading some lovely post-apocalyptic fiction in the downtime between people chasing her down. ]
Oh? What can I do for you, Hündchen?
[ she was under the impression he didn't like the way she smelled. ]
That would be because I am different, little one. I suppose a nose like yours would be able to tell...
[ Maybe she does have questions. Maybe she's just been metaphorically staring at the ceiling since the first trial mentioned something about spirits being delivered and you just happen to be a roomba.
She'll adjust herself to reach down and coo as she offers pets, if he's going to approach. ]
[ keep the gun part and work from there. but she's not going to say that, considering she's just content to see what kind of explanations his little doggy brain might be able to think up. ]
[ i have so many of these set for wednesday but i fear putting them later in the week depending on what revelations we'll end up with after whatever the hell happens.
Guess who's taken up the mantle of feeding the duckies for Asch? This gun, it turns out. She's got a lovely smorgasbord of fruits and veggies for these spoilt pseudodomesticated animals who just can't survive on their own anymore, because damn Asch if you called her philosophical what does that make people like Akechi or Subete. ]
I'll do my best! To start with, a soul is like a blue flame! It's a dead person that's left their body behind! They're basically alive, except for the fact that they're not.
[ are you having regrets yet, 45... ]
A core is a little harder. It's, um... like the center of a thing! And that thing can be a person or an object! So, if you're a soul, you have a core, but if it has a core, that doesn't mean it has a soul. Does that make sense?
Oh, that's right! Silly me, how could I forget about dogs?
[ don't ask him about the afterlife, he hasn't seen it ]
I think... it's sort of the thing that makes you who you are! Because after you die, you're unconscious for a while. And then, you don't remember who you are. Everything is really fuzzy, like you've just woken up from a reeeeeeeeeally long nap! But you do remember! And then everything comes flooding back!
[ bless his soul, he's trying. unfortunately poms are not shepherds.
there are some ducks that come her way! they seem a little unsure as to whether to eat the food or not, but apparently the Tall Thing is much more still and less prone to suddenly chasing them than the dog, so a few tentatively waddle on closer and just. make themselves comfortable around her feet. and various fruits. ]
Ummmmm... It's more like... Because we couldn't think of anyone else except Toi! And you hadn't come around for me to sniff, at that point! But it was still really unfair, since it's not like there were any more clues pointing at you than at him.
So not too far off from a neural core, just much less physical... That's rather interesting. And I take it you went through that yourself, Missile?
[ spooky. ]
But that sounds like it's only for things with a soul. What happens if you take the core out of something that doesn't have a soul? Is that even possible?
[ what happens if you take lamp and remove from it all essence of lamp ]
[ missile is doing his best and that's valid. points for effort, he didn't get all of them like he said, but... it's a decent chunk! the fruits she brought out get eaten right up.
which is when she whistles to missile. ]
I'm out of food for them, so the game's over! I'll reward you with a treat when we get back into the mansion based on how you did, how's that sound? ♪
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week 2 post trial
hey where you at gun lady ]
Hello? Miss 45?
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Oh? What can I do for you, Hündchen?
[ she was under the impression he didn't like the way she smelled. ]
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[ but they got distracted with everything else, and then Babo Kim and NHS and Hunter- ]
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[ Maybe she does have questions. Maybe she's just been metaphorically staring at the ceiling since the first trial mentioned something about spirits being delivered and you just happen to be a roomba.
She'll adjust herself to reach down and coo as she offers pets, if he's going to approach. ]
♪ Tell me, what do you think it might be?
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well, he always accepts pets! and he can't be pet without coming closer ]
... Well, you smell a lot like metal and bangs. Even worse than the blue man that shot me!
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[ Pat pat. ]
Now, why do you think I smell that way, Hündchen?
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You work in a gun factory...?
[ those exist, right ]
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[ scritch ]
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[ keep the gun part and work from there. but she's not going to say that, considering she's just content to see what kind of explanations his little doggy brain might be able to think up. ]
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[ guns ]
... Um, are you a police officer...?
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> not a factory worker
> guns
> not a police officer but close
therefore- ]
Are you a secret agent?!
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you know what she'll give him this, it's actually close enough
and raises a finger to her lips. ]
Shhhh. It's called secret agent for a reason.
[ task force 404: those who don't exist! ]
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Okay, okay! I'll keep your secret, Miss 45, I promise!
[ his tail is wagging wildly during all of this. he's very excited to know a secret agent ]
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Good boy, Missile. Let's keep this between us, okay?
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[ probably ]
Oh, since I know about you, you can ask me whatever you want about me! I'll answer anything!
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Start from the beginning please and recap for me, just so you can refresh my memory? What do the words 'soul,' 'core,' and 'trick' mean to you?
week 3 wednesday
Guess who's taken up the mantle of feeding the duckies for Asch? This gun, it turns out. She's got a lovely smorgasbord of fruits and veggies for these spoilt pseudodomesticated animals who just can't survive on their own anymore, because damn Asch if you called her philosophical what does that make people like Akechi or Subete. ]
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Oh, hi Miss 45! Are you having a picnic?
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[ are you having regrets yet, 45... ]
A core is a little harder. It's, um... like the center of a thing! And that thing can be a person or an object! So, if you're a soul, you have a core, but if it has a core, that doesn't mean it has a soul. Does that make sense?
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[ between being terrorized by Missile, anyway. haha wow isn't this a funny setup.
c'mere, duckies, are you more afraid of Missile or do you want the food more. ]
1/2
2/2
it's like a slow, chugging light bulb flickers to life in Missile's little brain.]
What if I chase them to you?
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Ooooh, excellent idea, Missile~
We can make it a game. The more ducks you herd toward me, the better, how about that? We don't want them starving, after all.
[ missile's going to scare years off some of these ducks ]
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[ is a dog a person. doesn't person apply only to humans. what's an afterlife. ]
As for core... I think I understand? Is it more like the middle of something, or more like - the thing that makes something what it is?
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Okay! I'm gonna herd all the ducks to you, Miss 45! Just watch!
[ and he darts of to... try and do that. ]
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[ don't ask him about the afterlife, he hasn't seen it ]
I think... it's sort of the thing that makes you who you are! Because after you die, you're unconscious for a while. And then, you don't remember who you are. Everything is really fuzzy, like you've just woken up from a reeeeeeeeeally long nap! But you do remember! And then everything comes flooding back!
[ the memories are stored in the core ]
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[ bless his soul, he's trying. unfortunately poms are not shepherds.
there are some ducks that come her way! they seem a little unsure as to whether to eat the food or not, but apparently the Tall Thing is much more still and less prone to suddenly chasing them than the dog, so a few tentatively waddle on closer and just. make themselves comfortable around her feet. and various fruits. ]
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Ducks! Go this way, not that way! Aren't you hungry?! Miss 45 has yummy food to eat!!!
w4, post trial
attempts to be a sniff hound and track 45 by her unique smell, wheremst ]
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thank god for the magic of pcs, huh? ]
Hello? Miss 45?
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thank god for the magic of pcs. ]
Missile. What can I do for you tonight?
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[ especially since like, no evidence ]
And I was wondering if you were okay? Everyone got kind of intense back there...
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[ cheerfully, blandly, like it's just to be expected. ]
On what grounds, the same as everyone else?
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So why are you apologizing, Hündchen? After all, you were hardly the only one thinking it, and it isn't as if everyone's lining up to apologize.
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[ spooky. ]
But that sounds like it's only for things with a soul. What happens if you take the core out of something that doesn't have a soul? Is that even possible?
[ what happens if you take lamp and remove from it all essence of lamp ]
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which is when she whistles to missile. ]
I'm out of food for them, so the game's over! I'll reward you with a treat when we get back into the mansion based on how you did, how's that sound? ♪