...hm, perhaps a dragon. I have heard of a multi-headed dragon, a hydra. I think that would suit me. Let us go that route. I will work on fetching the ingredients.
I will leave that up to you. If you'd like to join me, then I won't say no to the company. If you were in the middle of something and you'd like to get back to it, since I imagine collecting some of this may take a while, then... don't let me keep you.
I have nothing better to do, and I would rather spend my time with someone interesting rather than rest of the idiots gathered here. At least with you, perhaps I can learn something.
…oh. [ hums thoughtfully. ] It’s possible that your submissive was just startled by your presence, because you were actively flaunting yourself. A show of that caliber can come as quite the surprise, especially if he came unexpectedly as a result.
I simply prefer to keep the rest of the world at a distance.
...yes. A robot in the shape of a character. They exist in my world in the more gaudier areas as a form of mindless entertainment, but I'm sure there's nothing quite as advanced out here. Very early models, if not entirely primitive. It's disturbing that they're capable of moving on their own to kill someone.
I suppose that does make it easier to figure things out... when you're not directly involved and you have no ties to the situation at hand you can just use the information given with no bias.
I still have a lot to learn about this world. Killer character robots... in a pizza establishment.
I'm an outlier in a lot of different senses. I wasn't assigned to a 'team'. I still have what I believe to be my own powers. I wasn't granted any by an unknown force. I was, instead, able to share my own...
But, yes, I'm afraid I don't remember anything about myself. Only recently have a few things come back to me. I believe one of the two you heard in that game was my... brother.
I [ then their side heads look to the center head. ] We must help him. I cannot leave him in such a position knowing that there is a chance that we might be kin... perhaps he has the answers I seek.
...no. [ their side heads look down. ] We do want to know the truth, but our heads are... empty. It's like it's all been locked away.
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[ He multiplies the ingredients by three and hands over the list. ]
This should be everything you need to collect. Would you prefer to gather on your own, or would you like assistance?
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I wore it as intended. To conceal my emotions regarding that.
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I heard of a deer woman, a cannibal killer, ...
It wasn't her, was it, ..?
I know that was its intended use, but he probably need you as you are now, Dr. Ratio.
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...no. It was the... Pizzeria, was it? Something about killer animatronic robots or some equally as absurd.
Are cannibals common in this area?
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Animatronic robot? [ what's that? for that matter, what's pizza? ]
I don't think so, but there seems to be one out there now.
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...yes. A robot in the shape of a character. They exist in my world in the more gaudier areas as a form of mindless entertainment, but I'm sure there's nothing quite as advanced out here. Very early models, if not entirely primitive. It's disturbing that they're capable of moving on their own to kill someone.
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I still have a lot to learn about this world. Killer character robots... in a pizza establishment.
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Do you? I thought you were native here, is that not accurate..?
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I don't know. I don't remember anything. Or... much of anything. A few small fragments here and there, but, like you, I just woke up here one day.
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It seems most of us who arrive come with our memories in tact, so you seem to be an outlier in that sense.
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But, yes, I'm afraid I don't remember anything about myself. Only recently have a few things come back to me. I believe one of the two you heard in that game was my... brother.
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Does knowing that not bring forth any repressed memories? Is there nothing pulling at your mind, seeking to inform you of the truth?
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...no. [ their side heads look down. ] We do want to know the truth, but our heads are... empty. It's like it's all been locked away.
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I consider myself an expert in seeking out the truth of my own world. If anyone is capable of helping you discover the truth, it will be me.
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[ they grow silent for a good, long time. ] We would appreciate that, Dr. Ratio.
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