the idea of having a piece of self chipped away with every death sends a chill down his spine. even for someone like him, who has nothing of value to offer, the thought of permanently losing a part of himself is frightening. it's already jarring, not having his sense of hearing for a second time. belatedly, it occurs to him that he never did ask if those who'd died in the mansion had felt different upon coming back.
everyone here really comes from unique backgrounds. she talks about all of this so casually. ]
That sounds seriously scary . . . How can the other dolls think that doesn't matter?
[ at least 45 seems to value her current existence. that's supposed to be abnormal, apparently. ]
What can I say~ ♪ I'm a pretty abnormal doll. But, you know, it's because that's what we were made for. We were made to protect humans, and die for them when the time comes. Any supposed sense of self we have is because they built us to pretend to have it.
Why would they make their tools to be afraid of dying?
[ if she's so abnormal, that means she's afraid of the very thing she shouldn't be. that's great! he can't help frowning, however. ]
If it were me, I'd want my tools to last as long as possible. Isn't it a waste otherwise?
[ people who treat their things poorly won't go far. and if those things can talk and project unique personalities, that's even worse—not that he thinks of 45 as a mere thing. ]
A squad shrouded in mystery. ▓▓▓▓▒ has met them once, and others can only guess at the members' identities from rumors. Members of the squad all have advanced AI and high capacity for independent operation. Rumor has it that Squad 404 usually deals with ░▓▒▓▓▓▒▓▓▒▒▒░░
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Date: 2020-09-24 01:17 am (UTC)the idea of having a piece of self chipped away with every death sends a chill down his spine. even for someone like him, who has nothing of value to offer, the thought of permanently losing a part of himself is frightening. it's already jarring, not having his sense of hearing for a second time. belatedly, it occurs to him that he never did ask if those who'd died in the mansion had felt different upon coming back.
everyone here really comes from unique backgrounds. she talks about all of this so casually. ]
That sounds seriously scary . . . How can the other dolls think that doesn't matter?
[ at least 45 seems to value her current existence. that's supposed to be abnormal, apparently. ]
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Date: 2020-09-24 02:14 am (UTC)Why would they make their tools to be afraid of dying?
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Date: 2020-09-25 08:19 pm (UTC)If it were me, I'd want my tools to last as long as possible. Isn't it a waste otherwise?
[ people who treat their things poorly won't go far. and if those things can talk and project unique personalities, that's even worse—not that he thinks of 45 as a mere thing. ]