Oh. Thank you! [that's really sweet? but she smiles graciously because that's what you do and she nods as she dances out of the way to gesture to the machine.]
Put your hands here. I'll pull to start the game. When the ball gets too close to a lever, you press the button!
[and without warning she pulls the launch knob and sends the ball flying straight up the chute and into the machine as it immediately starts making all kinds of noises. lust, did you have to pull so hard?]
[There it goes! Douman startles, easily, as the lights go on, and the ball starts to bounce off characters and other lights and circles...and by the time it reaches the bottom, Douman suddenly remembers what to do and-]
[Oh. Its already fallen through by the time they activate the levers.]
[lust is off to the side cheering them on, but even as the ball falls right through the center of the levers they only laugh and wait for the next ball to load.]
It's pretty hard! You have to really stay on top of it and follow it to make sure you don't let it drop. It's taken me a long time to learn how to play, too. Wanna try again?
[It a new experience, for sure, but the sounds and lights are definitely setting off all those serotonin receptors in their head. Reward! Excitement! A cute girl cheering them on-!]
[And when the ball comes rolling down, they hit it up again!]
It gets really exciting when you start racking up a high score and hit your bonuses. I wonder what this one's is...usually you have to hit a certain part of the machine and the board changes. [she's busy looking now, following the ball with her eyes.]
And if you keep practicing you're gonna get better and better.
I don't know if I've ever really thought of one. I guess I thought maybe it was really like the stories where everything was perfect after you died, but there's still a lot you can do here to change it.
As long as you're feeling okay about it. Or...as okay as you can.
To be honest, it was a miracle I could even survive as I am, without influences such as Limbo. Considering my options...finding small happinesses like this is not something I could have ever expected.
We were interwoven, body and soul. Though I would describe Limbo as...more of a tumor, than anything else. It wasn't as if I could do anything about it. I was trapped.
[me like OH I KNOW WHAT IRIS IS REFERRING TO OHOHOHOHO]
[Meanwhile Douman just stares at the pinball machine, sighing.]
Yes. In the beginning, after they integrated with me, it was as if...everything was okay. But then I lost my body...and my thoughts...and soon enough, they were acting like me in front of others. People I knew and worked with every day, in my life, and...no one was the wiser.
...something similar happened to someone I know. Or, I guess, a lot of someones I know. It's really scary because you can never really know who you're talking to when a person has the power to slip in just like a parasite or something.
Yeah. Or, technically... [give her a second to think about this.] A long time ago, Date swapped bodies with Rohan Kumakura who used to be the leader of the Kumakura gang. From there, Date, in Rohan's body, was forced to swap places with Saito Sejima, the son of a politician. Saito knew that Rohan wasn't really himself, and he wanted to force the swap. It was pretty successful, too. After a while, Saito had access to all of Date's old memories along with his own...
...but Date in Saito's body didn't remember anything at all! All of his memories didn't transfer over and they disappeared, so he had to relearn everything. Luckily, his boss found him and gave him a new identity and a job with her.
Six years passed...and then the killings started again. As it turns out, Saito in Rohan's body wanted his own body back, but he had to plan carefully. He swapped places with Mizuki's mom, Miss Nadami. "Rohan" later died when he jumped off of a roof. From there, Saito in Miss Nadami's body contacted Mr. Okiura, Mizuki's dad and my manager. He swapped with Mr. Okiura, and then killed the real Mr. Okiura in Miss Nadami's body. Then he tried to switch places with me, too. He came to my house in Mr. Okiura's body, and he acted just like him. He had all of his memories and mannerisms perfectly...but when we got to the chemical plant he was taking me too I got scared and left.
After that, Saito in Mr. Okiura's body found another opportunity. There was a prisoner who had been arrested. They called him prisoner #89. But really, he was Rohan in #89's body. That body was Date's old one...but I knew it as the body belonging to Uncle. He was my mom's boyfriend when I was younger.
Saito swapped bodies with Rohan so that Rohan was now in Mr. Okiura's body and he was in Uncle's. Rohan died because Mr. Okiura had been in a terrible car accident not long before that, but Saito didn't care. He was now in Uncle's body and...
[...] It had been six years since I last saw him. I didn't think anything was wrong. I thought he just came back, finally, so when I got a call from Uncle I left right away to go see him. But it was a trap. He just wanted to use me and my mom to lure the real Date to the chemical plant so he could get his original body back.
That was successful, too. Once Saito was back in his real body, he started setting the stage to kill me and my mom. But Date saved us. Saito's gone now.
[this is, somehow, a very condescend version of events. also she seems more thoughtful than terrified explaining all of this, poor douman.]
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[But they shake their head! Get ahold of yourself!]
It's just...you're quite nice to look at. [A clearing of the throat.] Anyways, I apologize. You said something about levers?
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Put your hands here. I'll pull to start the game. When the ball gets too close to a lever, you press the button!
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[Sounds simple enough!]
Let us try!
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[and without warning she pulls the launch knob and sends the ball flying straight up the chute and into the machine as it immediately starts making all kinds of noises. lust, did you have to pull so hard?]
Don't lose sight of it!
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[There it goes! Douman startles, easily, as the lights go on, and the ball starts to bounce off characters and other lights and circles...and by the time it reaches the bottom, Douman suddenly remembers what to do and-]
[Oh. Its already fallen through by the time they activate the levers.]
Oh. Goodness. It's so fast-!
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It's pretty hard! You have to really stay on top of it and follow it to make sure you don't let it drop. It's taken me a long time to learn how to play, too. Wanna try again?
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[They have a very determined look on their face.]
I can get it this time! I can!
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Get ready for it! And don't be afraid to tilt the machine if you have to!
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[THIS IS EXTREMELY NERVE-WRACKING but! Douman watches the ball intently, and when it gets down to the levers...]
[They slam the button! And the ball shoots back up into the field!]
Oh! I did it!
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[it's hard to say if she's into this because it's exciting or because she's glad they seem to be enjoying themselves right now.]
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[It a new experience, for sure, but the sounds and lights are definitely setting off all those serotonin receptors in their head. Reward! Excitement! A cute girl cheering them on-!]
[And when the ball comes rolling down, they hit it up again!]
Ah, this is fun-!
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It gets really exciting when you start racking up a high score and hit your bonuses. I wonder what this one's is...usually you have to hit a certain part of the machine and the board changes. [she's busy looking now, following the ball with her eyes.]
And if you keep practicing you're gonna get better and better.
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[When the look for the score, the ball slips, and...oh, game over. Douman blinks.]
Ah...it really does seem like I need to practice more.
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Aw, too bad. You were doing really good up until then. See? [she taps the scoreboard at the top.] Just don't psych yourself out!
[but she grins again.] I'm glad you have this place. It's better than what I thought being dead would be like.
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[Whoops.]
[But that gets an agreeing nod from him.]
Yes. I'm not one to really think about an afterlife, but...this isn't bad. Not at all.
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As long as you're feeling okay about it. Or...as okay as you can.
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[Douman gives a shrug.]
To be honest, it was a miracle I could even survive as I am, without influences such as Limbo. Considering my options...finding small happinesses like this is not something I could have ever expected.
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[A shake of the head. The bells jingle.]
We were interwoven, body and soul. Though I would describe Limbo as...more of a tumor, than anything else. It wasn't as if I could do anything about it. I was trapped.
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And the longer you were intertwined, the more they were taking over and changing who you really were. Right?
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[me like OH I KNOW WHAT IRIS IS REFERRING TO OHOHOHOHO]
[Meanwhile Douman just stares at the pinball machine, sighing.]
Yes. In the beginning, after they integrated with me, it was as if...everything was okay. But then I lost my body...and my thoughts...and soon enough, they were acting like me in front of others. People I knew and worked with every day, in my life, and...no one was the wiser.
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...something similar happened to someone I know. Or, I guess, a lot of someones I know. It's really scary because you can never really know who you're talking to when a person has the power to slip in just like a parasite or something.
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[That sounds like a very prolific terrible parasite, indeed!]
At least Limbo didn't try to possess others, but...you knew of a thing like that?
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...but Date in Saito's body didn't remember anything at all! All of his memories didn't transfer over and they disappeared, so he had to relearn everything. Luckily, his boss found him and gave him a new identity and a job with her.
Six years passed...and then the killings started again. As it turns out, Saito in Rohan's body wanted his own body back, but he had to plan carefully. He swapped places with Mizuki's mom, Miss Nadami. "Rohan" later died when he jumped off of a roof. From there, Saito in Miss Nadami's body contacted Mr. Okiura, Mizuki's dad and my manager. He swapped with Mr. Okiura, and then killed the real Mr. Okiura in Miss Nadami's body. Then he tried to switch places with me, too. He came to my house in Mr. Okiura's body, and he acted just like him. He had all of his memories and mannerisms perfectly...but when we got to the chemical plant he was taking me too I got scared and left.
After that, Saito in Mr. Okiura's body found another opportunity. There was a prisoner who had been arrested. They called him prisoner #89. But really, he was Rohan in #89's body. That body was Date's old one...but I knew it as the body belonging to Uncle. He was my mom's boyfriend when I was younger.
Saito swapped bodies with Rohan so that Rohan was now in Mr. Okiura's body and he was in Uncle's. Rohan died because Mr. Okiura had been in a terrible car accident not long before that, but Saito didn't care. He was now in Uncle's body and...
[...] It had been six years since I last saw him. I didn't think anything was wrong. I thought he just came back, finally, so when I got a call from Uncle I left right away to go see him. But it was a trap. He just wanted to use me and my mom to lure the real Date to the chemical plant so he could get his original body back.
That was successful, too. Once Saito was back in his real body, he started setting the stage to kill me and my mom. But Date saved us. Saito's gone now.
[this is, somehow, a very condescend version of events. also she seems more thoughtful than terrified explaining all of this, poor douman.]
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[Sorry.]
[Sorry, hang on a moment.]
[This was all...what?]
[Body swapping? A murderer? Who switched with who? HOW MANY PEOPLE WERE SWITCHED?? THIS SOUNDS LIKE A HEADACHE AND A HALF.]
[Douman gapes for a full minute.]
I... [They just look kind of pale?] That's...horrible. I mean, what happened, but...Saito being gone...I guess that's a relief.
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