un: durante

[followyourstar]

So... this might be a strange question (and hopefully one that isn't in too bad a taste considering what all just happened), but... What sorts of dreams do you have? And how did you go about deciding on them?

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[nilhilistic]

It is nice to meet other creatures. Not all humans or human like people.

[followyourstar]

Um
I'm not a creature. I'm human.

[nilhilistic]

. . . With a clock face?

[followyourstar]

I know prosthetic heads aren't exactly common around here, but having this clock on my shoulders doesn't make me any less human...

[nilhilistic]

I'm quite sure they're not common anywhere. But I see your point.

[followyourstar]

Well, when most people have one they *do* usually replace the rest of their body too... But I'm still kinda shocked that it seems to be as rare as it is.

[nilhilistic]

Probably because humans tend to die when they lose their heads.

[followyourstar]

That's... true. Guess my world just figured out the trick to it?

[nilhilistic]

[ or something more insiduous but far be it for rafal to discount this possibility. ]

Perhaps. Science in some worlds is advanced enough.

[followyourstar]

[oh it's probably something insidious]

Right, exactly. It's just a matter of technology and science.

[Or... something like that.]

[nilhilistic]

So what happened?

[followyourstar]

That's a little harder to explain. I'm not sure?

[No, they should probably just be honest, given this place will pull it out of them in one way or another anyway.]

I don't remember. And for the first things I actually do remember, my head was already the way it is now.

[nilhilistic]

. . . That feels cause for concern.

[followyourstar]

Probably. Not much I can do about it here and now though. And I've been doing fine for the past... A little over a year and a half? So it's probably fine.

[Not like the people who actually know who they were will tell them.]

[nilhilistic]

The time means nothing. All it means is that it could be waiting for the right opportunity.

[ rafal waited a thousand years for revenge. and more. he knows how patient these things can be. ]

[followyourstar]

That sounds more like it. Seems like these kinds of things tend to happen whenever it's the most convenient. Or inconvenient.

[The most emotionally devastating.]

[nilhilistic]

Do you really not remember anything?

[followyourstar]

Nope. Nothing. It'd be a lot easier if I did.

[If they could have at least kept the basics about the world they lived in... Well, it may not have made everything simple, but it'd at least be a little easier]

[nilhilistic]

Is there no one here with the power to find the truth?

[followyourstar]

There might be, but at the same time I'm not so sure I like the idea of someone rooting through my memories like that. This place does that enough.

[nilhilistic]

Is there no one you can trust?

At the very least, you should know your own truth.

[followyourstar]

I'll get there eventually. Gotta be my turn sometime. And even when I do get my memory back, it'll probably still take some time to figure out just what my truth even is.

Probably for the best if it doesn't happen here, though. Last thing I want is for "past me" to give this place even more crimes I need to be rehabilitated for, right?

[nilhilistic]

I suppose.

I do not think I could stand not knowing the truth.

[followyourstar]

I get that. A lot of people would probably feel the same.

[nilhilistic]

But you do not.

Odd.