Back in the castle, shit got kinda intense between the factions.
[Understatement. And hardly a unique experience given the places they've all come from, but...]
And I didn't like how I handle some things. Figured I'd be killed by my family back home, so I could be as reckless as I wanted to be, trying to save everyone.
I got-- [A vague gesture that is supposed to mean "extremely depressed" but ha. Ha. What are words]
In any case, Belph kept me stitched together until I stopped being stupid.
Well, if I wanna get technical... they didn't try to kill me so much as they kidnapped me, threw me into a forced marriage, and it's my fiancé that wants to kill all of us.
[Semantics]
There ain't a lot of love for me when it comes to my blood relatives.
[I hate that I had to think so hard about an unequivocally happy memory that I eventually asked the mods if it was fine to use something from this game. Anyways, as she glances his way again, he'll experience something new. It's warm and fond, the kind of butterflies that normally come with dumb teenage crushes.
And she's going red as soon as she realizes what that was.]
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Back in the castle, shit got kinda intense between the factions.
[Understatement. And hardly a unique experience given the places they've all come from, but...]
And I didn't like how I handle some things. Figured I'd be killed by my family back home, so I could be as reckless as I wanted to be, trying to save everyone.
I got-- [A vague gesture that is supposed to mean "extremely depressed" but ha. Ha. What are words]
In any case, Belph kept me stitched together until I stopped being stupid.
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Why would your family kill you? What the fuck?
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Well, if I wanna get technical... they didn't try to kill me so much as they kidnapped me, threw me into a forced marriage, and it's my fiancé that wants to kill all of us.
[Semantics]
There ain't a lot of love for me when it comes to my blood relatives.
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[...]
I got away from 'em for a while. That's better than some.
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[I hate that I had to think so hard about an unequivocally happy memory that I eventually asked the mods if it was fine to use something from this game. Anyways, as she glances his way again, he'll experience something new. It's warm and fond, the kind of butterflies that normally come with dumb teenage crushes.
And she's going red as soon as she realizes what that was.]
—Um.
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Sanji quickly turns away so she won't see his face but his shoulders are shuddering in that way that implies... laughter...
There are so many hets in this game, he's dying.]
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[It's sputtered out as soon as she realizes he's laughing, and she's immediately going red.]
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[Surprise, Sanji is the W3 victim, killed by Natalie in the kitchen. He deserved to die.]
I'm stopping, I swear!
[... Well he stopped laughing, but grinning? Nah, that stays]
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[She's absolutely shoving at him, though it's light.]
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[He flops over...! Okay not completely but he's noodly from previous laughter]
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