Spectator Thread

[Guu]

“Oh, I was doing it to get more publicity for my kingdom.” She said in a matter-of-fact manner. “Not sure if I succeeded in that area, but oh well.”

She signaled a waitress who took away the large cooked bird that was in front of her. She pointed at something on the menu, which caused the food preparation representative to nod and head back into the kitchen. However, she turned back to look at Victor’s blank face.

“You’re a ruler of a kingdom?” He asked.

She gave him a look as if he was a complete idiot for thinking that’s a weird occurrence anymore. She figured he must be new here if he didn’t know that everyone and their mother was royalty in this world.

“Princess Guu.” She said, not breaking the stare. “I guess I’m technically a queen but meh…”

Victor looked flustered at his rudeness in the face of an actual leader. He scrambled to scoot his chair back and jump to his feet, giving her a respectful bow.

“Thousand pardons, Princess. I didn’t know of your royal worth.”

Guu had to force herself to keep from grunting at his remark. One second she was just some weird kid he was having a casual conversation with, the next he’s treating her like her farts don’t stink (not that she farts on a normal basis to begin with.) It was because of this she had a hard time trusting any stranger that talked to her in such a manner. She decided this boy needed to be put in his place.

“I need to take a royal shit.”

She wrapped an arm round his neck again and dragged him into the lady’s restroom.

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Victor waited outside Guu’s stall. She was committed to the façade so she disrobed with her magic and got on the toilet, forced to tie her leg onto a nearby pole to keep from falling in. Now probably in place, she makes fart noises with her mouth to give off the illusion that the princess he’s trying to mooch off of is taking a dump 5 feet away from him.

“Ummm, I could wait for you outside.” He said, somewhat disturbed at his current situation, cautiously looking at the door, afraid someone may walk in.

“No, someone might assas-” she makes another fart noise with the air in her cheeks before continuing “uhhhh… Assassinate me on the toilet. I need you to keep watch.”

Little did Guu know, that her trolling had more basis in reality than she thought. She thought didn’t need to poop originally, but now that she was in the bathroom, she realized that all the food she had been eating during DA had a horrible side effect.

Humans have been pooping since the early days of their lives. By the time they are conscious enough to know that it’s a horrible terrible thing that we only put up with out of necessity, they are used to doing it to the point of not giving it a second thought. However, Guu never had to digest the food she ate, Sustenance wasn’t a thing she ever really needed, only eating out recreation or subterfuge. So as soon as she felt that large log pushing out of her body, her only response was to scream bloody murder. Victor started pounding at the door.

“Princess! Are you okay?” He yelled in concern.

“I-I’m fine!” Trying to pull herself together, making another fart noise with her mouth, breathing heavily as adrenaline pumps from the horrible feeling at her rear end. Eventually, the horrible clump drops and lands into the water below. She slowly gets her breathing regulated and her heart rate down. With one swipe across her forward for the sweat, she leapt off the seat, magicked her clothes back on and casually walked through the door as if nothing ever happened.

“You sure you’re okay?” He asked again, concerned for her safety. She turns to him and glares.

“I was just taking a normal lady like shit.

“…it didn’t sound normal”

“You ever hear a woman poop before?”

“No…” He asked, baffled.

“Well, then you don’t know what a lady pooping sounds like.”

She washes her hands real quick and then drags Victor out the door.

The toilet Guu was pooping in glows hellish green from inside. Horrible wretched screams are heard as the light encompasses the entire body of water. Then, just as quickly as it came, the light was gone, and out jumped a pokute who walks off away from the now empty toilet.

[Harry Dresden]

Harry walked into the room with the viewing screens, looking around. A handful of people were still here, several of them in Syntex uniforms, sweeping and mopping and otherwise cleaning the place up and getting ready to close shop. The wizard got there just in time to see Mickey tie a fragment of cloth, seemingly from Erza's clothing, to the sword that Samus had given him, sending it off down the creek. The wizard shook slightly. They'd killed Erza too, then. Hopefully, she'd wake up fine as well. Maybe he'd see her in this lobby. Hopefully, it would be the obvious place to go in order to meet up. He looked around, trying to spot someone he knew and failing. He did, however, spot a Pepsi machine.

The wizard walked over to it, searching his pockets on instinct. To nobody's surprise, he utterly failed to produce the 75 cents that a can of Pepsi would cost, but really, who could blame him? After all the shit he'd been through, he was bound to lose a couple things, like pocket change. I mean, he'd fought a pair of drakes, tracked down a rogue necromancer, recreated the Hidden Halls of Edinburgh (which tunnels had been known to eat his wallet on occasion anyway), traveled to Coruscant, found a lost kid, lost said lost kid, found one of the people he'd fought the aforementioned dragons with and helped her escape from stormtroopers, fought a strange fairy in the middle of the ocean, and eventually sailed into this hellhole of a 'verse looking for a traitorous monster hunter.

There wasn't any way in hell he still had his pocket change after all that.

Of course, there were other ways to get a Pepsi. Harry found a seat far away from anything that his magic could break, since he foresaw his emotions getting the best of him, and focused on an ice-cold can of Pepsi. Three minutes later, nothing much had happened on the island, and he was holding his refreshment. He popped the tab and lifted it towards the screen in silent salute, dividing his attention between door and screen. Honestly? He needed this kind of calm. No fairies with muskets out for his blood. No stormtroopers. No necromancers. No dragons. Once this damn bloodsport ended and Mickey, Samus, and Erza could be there with him, instead of on that damned island, then he'd be somewhere close to getting some semblance of a normal life in this crazy Omniverse.

A normal life where he was friends with a space bounty hunter and Mickey Mouse.

Sometimes, Harry wondered if he didn't just hit his head and fall into a coma or something. Particularly whenever he put his situation here into words.

[Schwi Dola]

Desco opened her eyes to stare at a white ceiling, unsure of what had happened. Tubes were all over her and introducing liquid into her body. She could feel that Yogsothoth had finally been unsummoned and she wasn't wearing the collar around her neck anymore. Her mana came unbound as expected without the collor. She sat up and looked around. A curtain surrounded the bed she was laying in and medical monitors with wires attached to her alongside the tubes. Desco was curious at first about why she was in this strange hospital, then she realized that she must have died in Dante's Abyss. She slumped as she realized her failure, but she wasn't as sad about her own failure as when she had heard that someone had attacked Guu. Guu, like her Big Sis or Daddy, was more important to her than herself.

Desco started to look at the tubes and the wires more closely. She was used to this kind of treatment in the lab, but now that she felt fully recovered they were unnessecary. As she started to shift around a little, she found a piece of folded paper on the table next to her. She picked it up and read the paper. Desco, I made sure they gave you the latest medical care. You did great in Dante's Abyss! But many of them were hero's, so don't be disappointed that you died. That is what hero's do after all, beat Final Bosses! When you have the time, please come back to the lab. Love, Daddy Desco smiled, daddy always knew how to cheer Desco up. As she was good, she tore out the monitors and tubes, causing a little bleeding that quickly stopped. Then she walked out of the curtain and left before any medical personnel could object to her getting up and walking around.

[Victor Wolfe]

Victor had always known that the nobility could be very weird people especially when it comes to what the get the people around them to do, however not even he was prepared for what happened, normally when the nobility are acting weird it lead to someone being killed, thus although the situation was horrifying. It was not the worst thing that could happen, at least she did not try to eat him.

Yet again he had underestimated just how far this young princess could throw him of his game , but Victor still kept up with his attempt to learn more about the omniverse and the inhabitants that make up its population. And who better to ask about that than a noble.

"So your parents rule over a kingdom? And you entered this event to advertise for it? Well here is your chance to advertise it to someone, why don't you tell me about your kingdom, its location, its residents and any other interesting pieces of information, maybe I will visit it one day" Victor said with slight enthusiasm, he had alway enjoyed learning about things, one of his major philosophies as an assassin was that knowledge is power and thus he always tried to get information any way he could,whether it be by asking questions or reading the vast manuscripts in the imperial library.

He was interested to see how the princess responded you could tell a lot about people by the way they talked about what they consider to be there home, although this would be harder to do since most of the people here where brought from other universes.

[Samus Aran]

Adam watched from afar.

Even knowing her plan, Adam had advised against it. The game was evil, even the facility was a dangerous place. And she’d been trapped, forced to compete. For what reason? He watched her now, and if tears could have spilled down his face, they would have. But all he could do was watch, uselessly, as his one remaining responsibility in the world fell before her darkest impulses. He’d seen this side of Samus before. Somewhere trapped between suicidal and genocidal. Was this what Omni had seen in her? Was this what he had wanted to see?

He turned away. Nothing could stop her now.

[Tearen Wover]

The Thrall Mind watched as Victor and Guu departed once more, seemingly oblivious to her presence. While she had been able to glean some more information on the pair of prines before they ran off, she still didn't have the answer she wanted. The thrall was about to follow the two of them, but Millie suddenly unleashed a torrent of panicked rage inside their shared brain. Externally, Millie's body slowly sank to its knees, and the girl clutched at her head, eyes bulging.

Inside their mind, the thrall mind and Millie wrestled for control of the girl's body. The thrall was rather surprised that a normal human girl had this sort of tenacity. Millie, in a blind frenzy, surged through her own memories and thoughts, try to establish her identity over top of whatever else it was that was in her head. Unfortunately, while the girl had a strong spirit, she was not familiar with battles of mental fortitude such as these. It was if there was a snake inside her brain, slowly smothering her mind, forcing it into submission.

Every now and then, as the two consciousnesses were entagled, Millie would see flashes of what went on within this other mind. Visions of...stars and stuff...some sort of...bar? There were giant crystal planets and...something about a brown robe. Cats. What was so important about cats?

Outside, Millie suddenly retched up her lunch and coffee onto the cold, clammy food court floor. Now people were starting to stare in shock. Millie rose to her feet, half in control of her body, and tried to stagger towards the crowd.

"Help me..." she muttered. It wasn't audible over the hushed mutterings of her audience. She moved almost as if in a dream. Her shoulders were raised and her head was slung low. Bleary, bloodshot eyes looked out from under her sweat-stained bangs, desperate...yet furious. Millie tried to explain what was happening, but the thrall fought against her words, and all she could produce was a gurgling string of incoherent babble. People kept a distance between her and themselves, unsure of the girl was sane or not.

Clearly, the answer was 'not'.

Millie leaned against a large concrete pillar, its square sides bedecked in ceramic tiles and brass filigree. Inside her head, the thrall surged against Millie's mind like a dark tide, trying to force her back under. No...no! She could not let it get control again! With bile-soaked hands, she gripped the square pillar with a berserker grip and smashed her head into the side.

"No!"

Inside her mind, it was like someone had just flashed a camera in her eyes, but the thrall was stunned too. The thrall tried to hold her body in place; despite the fact that it was a parasite, this girl was going to kill herself if she kept up this kind of desperation...and that just didn't help anyone.

In the outer world, a Syntex guardsman was trying to get her attention.

"Ma'ame? Ma'ame! What's happening?!" he shouted, a stun baton held tightly in his gloved hands. Millie seemed to be frozen in place, stiff as a rock.

"Nnnnneeeuuuoooooooohhh!" she howled, and began smashing her face into the hardened ceramics once more. She could feel the thrall mind being shaken loose! She was winning!"

"Aheah! Ah hah hah hah hah haaaaaughh!" the young woman laughed. By now, splatters of blood were bursting from her smashed forehead skin with each brutal face slam. The Syntex guard moved and and tried to pin her arms, pulling her away from the now-red pillar. Inside her mental struggle, all Millie could feel was that she couldn't control her body again. She screamed and thrashed around, shouting incoherent obscenities as two more Syntex guards rushed in to help restrain her.

"Hhheeeeelpp Meeeeeeeeaaaaaggh!" she wailed, the forlorn scream echoing throughout the entire pre-show lobby. With that, one of the burly Syntex guards drove her stun baton into Millie's side, sending the girl into convulsions. She let out one more gut-wrenching scream before going limp, a blissful smile on her crimson streaked face...

[Guu]

Guu quietly sighed. She enjoyed trolling this guy a lot, but now he wants business pitches. What was his deal anyways?

But, she couldn’t complain about possible new blood in Ambrosia, so she decided to play along.

“Well, first off, there’s no king or queen, just me.”

“Just you?” He asked.

“Yeah, just me. You might think I’m a bit young for the job, but I can handle it.” She pats Victor on the cheek mockingly. “Though, I guess we’re more a principality rather than a kingdom. Same difference.”

She sits down back in her seat and motion Victor so sit with her. In front of her is an entire banana crème pie.

“Our kingdom is located in the Tangled, about a 20 minute ride south from the gate. It used to be colony composed of Camelot residence, but 2/3rds of the population up and left when a major battle between two primes broke out. All that was left were the dataverse-obsessed teenagers. Had a fun time whipping them into shape.”

She places the entire pie in her mouth, tin and all, and appears to chew it. However, she spits it out again, the pie perfectly intact. She follows this action with a well-timed “Yucky.”

“Anyways, with houses to fill, we’ve been taking in refugees from Camelot. They’re a closed minded bunch over there, so we get a lot of the odd species. Like, animals that walk on two feet and talk, magical cat like creatures called moogle… a lot.”

She splatted the pie into her own face, globs of crème and crust dripping off, getting all over the place. Victor tried to ignore her antics.

“It sounds like Ambrosia is a very idealized place, at least on paper… Does it have any enemies?” He asked. Guu grunted at the fact that he was ignoring her antics. She responded promptly.

“Well, there’s plenty of orc in the Tangled. They seem pretty intent on killing us. Have to deal with them at some point.” She said, trying to think. “There’s plenty of monsters in the Tangled, there’s always the threat one of them might wander into town. Let’s see, there are ghosts in the forest that border our lands. Oh yeah, not to mention the zealots from Camelot who don’t agree with our lifestyles. Heard there are some really nasty ones.”

With a glow of her magic, the pie suddenly disappeared from her face and clothes, making her completely clean. Still all over the floor, though.

“I’ll need to do some laundry when I get home…”

“Well, sounds like an interesting place, princess!”

“Yeah, it’s fun. Just hope New Babylon doesn’t want to give us any more trouble.”

“Wait, what?” Victor asked, the name raising a few flags in the young assassin’s mind.

“Oh yeah, the faction Gilgamesh is running now-a-days. Bitter rivals he and I.” Guu stated. Victor gulped as he fears have been confirmed. “I was trolling him on Twitter, and he just up and decided to attack me in real life. In fact, it was our fight that got 2/3rds of the population to leave.”

“And… are you at war with them now?” He asked, timidly at the possibility that he maybe chatting it up with a future hit.

“I wouldn’t say war.” She said, thinking carefully of her wording. “We kind of made a truce at the end of our thing. Thought that was the end of it, but then he sent a seven man hit squad against my crew in DA. Don’t know what he feels of me now.”

Victor had a wave of memory hit him. He did join Gilgamesh to trounce one of the smaller groups. Was that the event she was describing? He thought hard to remember if he fought a little girl in that. However, before he could dig up any details, Guu suddenly gasped in surprise. His paranoia shot through the roof. Did she remember?

“Oh my god, she’s here…” Guu stated out of context. Victor’s fear quickly turned into confusion. Follow-up questions were quickly squandered however, as another noodle like arm wrapped around his neck again and he was dragged behind her as she ran towards the medical bay.

“She’s here! I know it!” A manic smile spread across her face. Victor was afraid again.

[Karl Jak]

All Primes still in the facility picked up their heads as a message blared from all the nearby speakers.

"This facility is closing down. Please make your way to the closest available exit immediately. All primes must leave before the conclusion of festivities. Thank you for a wonderful time."

All domes will be sealed, and any primes and secondaries still in the facility will be ushered to the gates. Primes from the competition will be teleported to their destination. Any primes still in the medical facility will be ushered to a gate shortly after they wake up.

[Schwi Dola]

Guu sensed that familiar presence again and started to skip off faster, Victor still in tow whether he liked it or not. The odd pairing walked into the medical facilities just as the announcement was made that they had to leave the area. Medical personnel walked up to them. "Please, follow us to the teleporters you need to leave now these facilities are closing down." Guu looked at them, but she had to follow her senses and couldn't stop now. So she brought her hand to her mouth and stuck it in, reaching down into her stomach to pull out Omnilium as the others gave her weird looks. Then she concentrated on the Omnilium and after a few minutes of awestruck silence, she had a large mound of water balloons. She shapeshifted a basket for one arm and scooped most of them into it, forcing Victor to hold the rest. "I'm coming through here." Guu threw a water balloon in each of their faces and then took Victor's arm to start running past them.

The pair worked their way through the complex throwing water balloons into the faces of everyone they met to bypass them, a few security chasing them. But finally they found the largely abandoned area Desco was wandering in, and stood before Desco. "Okay now, you've had your fun now come with us..." "Guu!" Desco ran at Guu and Guu ran at Desco, the two hugging. "Desco is sorry that you died and she wasn't there to help you.." Guu looked away, Desco hadn't found out yet and she felt the guilt of having abandoned Desco. "No, I left by a Mercy Circle. I didn't want to fight there anymore. I'm sorry for leaving." Desco was surprised, as they ended the hug, but she didn't feel any anger or resentment towards Guu. "Oh well that's okay! Desco was worried that those guys had hurt you. But if you wanted to stop playing the game Desco doesn't mind!"

Before they could get anywhere, the security personnel interrupted their yet again reunion. At least their chase had found another Prime that wasn't supposed to be here anymore. "Okay you've had your fun and found your friend, but its time to leave. This area is shutting down." Now that they were together Guu and Desco didn't mind leaving, and Victor just sighed as now he had another little girl around him that was friends with Guu. "Okay, let's go to Daddy's lab!" Guu looked away. She didn't want to go back to the Tangled Green and Ambrosia, she had left of her own accord and she was embarrassed that she hadn't stayed to fight, what would they think? "Can I go with you Desco?" Desco breathed sharply, surprised and excited. She jumped back onto her tail that suddenly grew and stretched out to catch her, arms and legs flung out. "Yes! You can meet Desco's daddy! He is really nice!" Desco righted herself and they were all taken to the teleporters. Desco and Guu were heading to Coruscant, but this was Victor's opportunity to separate if he wanted.

[Gildarts]

Sunlight spilled across the florals of the forest on the screen, it was almost beautiful, except it had been painted with a crimson sea of blood.

Behemoth had been avidly multitasking, he watched the screen through one person's mind, while he also eavesdropped on a pink princess's business, and cocked a coy eye over to Millie, the girl who his fellow psychic was baiting him with. Finally, a set of guards rid him of the screaming distraction, that had left permanent scorch marks in his ears. He rubbed them, and as the guards approached the secondary with intent to round Behemoth up and exile him, the monster gave a scowl.

"Excuse me sir, this facility will be cl-"

"Hmph. You know, I had planned on meeting old limbless here," Behemoth interrupted, knowing full well the Syntax employee had no idea of the strange man's plans. "Call it, a surprise?" He muttered and antagonized the male, enjoying the frazzled expression haunting the shell of the youth's being.

Limbless? Who is this guy? The employee thought to himself as he floundered for the excuses he had been told to use by the higher-ups.

"Now now, I'm not an unreasonable man. I know you have a job to do, and I don't really plan on getting in the way unless you make me. But... From the looks of it, you are going to make me." Behemoth could have threatened the employee even more, but he enjoyed seeing the man squirm in an attempt to guess whether or not his words would prove to be a bluff.

"Listen sir, even if you don't move for me, my boss will be coming over to..." As the man said this, the sound of shoes stepping on pristine white tile clacked below a short man's gait.

A suited Coruscatian arrived to mediate between the two who seemed to have reached a tie in their dilemma. The snarling short man put on the false and sneaky smirk that coiled around his thin lips so well, as he offered his 'assistance' to their misunderstanding. "What seems to be the pr-"

WAM!

Behemoth had wound up a fist and with the forcing surge of his blow, the unsuspecting Kindal of Syntax collapsed to the ground in a one hit K. O.

"That's for the bastard you tricked." Behemoth didn't bother taking a sorry look down at the shattered remains of his broken carpals, the shooting pain was enough to bridge his subconscious and cause the firewall-like barriers in his mind to relent.

Kindal hadn't moved from his lifeless spot on the floor, meanwhile his underling stared at the man with wide eyes. "Damn that idiot, I assure you, I'm not usually this sentimental." Behemoth explained to the unknowing employee before waving his good hand in front of his face, in a very Jedi-esque movement.

Vengeance had cost him his hand, and was too much of Gildarts' style for Behemoth to have let the opportunity to pass without it being fully realized.

"You've just been outclassed, Prime." Behemoth said to the air, which sent ripples on all directions until it would find the subconscious of the one known as Gildarts.

"S-sir, put your hands up!" The underling finally remembered to execute protocol.

Behemoth rolled his eyes, "Now, don't you remember what happened? This man here attacked that poor woman, now help me carry her out of here."

And so it was, the slimy Behemoth hoped to take the injured Millie from the place and treat her, for his powers too, could be used for good. Blood smeared on the Syntax employee's shirt as he was carrying the woman in his arms. Manipulating people had it's perks and Behemoth was pridefully content. Perhaps this deed of charity would be enough to pay off his debt, but he thought naught.

[Victor Wolfe]

Victor decided it was time to separate from the girls, lest he become part of another jest, " As much as that does sound very interesting I believe I have business to attend too in the dunes, I do wish you luck with finding your father, and you Princess with ruling your kingdom. Maybe one day I will visit it" Victor said with a smile before walking towards the teleporter that would apparently lead him to the Dunes.

Gilgamesh had informed him of his kingdom in the Dunes and Victor decided this was a good opportunity to pick a side in this world, after all if any of the other members are anywhere near as strong as Jon Snow or the king himself was, then this could be a very beneficial alliance.

Besides this would be a good chance for Victor to explore another new verse, after all he had only been in the area known as the nexus, a gathering point for new primes, and the Danteverse, a world designed specifically for this competition. It was about time Victor discovered a world with things other than death tournaments in it.

Victor Braced himself still not used to the magic that allowed for such a huge level of travel, and almost instantly he was being rematerialised in another world.

[Tearen Wover]

The God-Mind was torn from its stand off with Link as several Syntex employees got between the two primes, obligatory smiles plastered on their faces.

"Excuse us gentlemen, but if you would please leave the area? The Lobby is closing down." a young man said to Nealaphh, clearly perturbed to be staring the shadow directly in the face. Nealaphh peered down at the fearful boy and narrowed its eyes.

No.

"B-but sir...ma'am...uh..."

Speak or leave.

"Uh...prime! Karl resets the Dante Verse after all guests leave. If you stay here, you'll be erased!"

Nealaphh quirked a non-existent brow at the human. There was a possibility that this boy was bluffing to try and force Nealaphh away from its quarry, but then again, there was no telling what kind of control Karl Jak had over this place. It was worth inquiring about.

So this place is entirely incarnated by Karl Jak's will? How does he achieve this?

"Uh...Omnilium! Lots and lots of Omnilium!"

Yes. I had surmised that much. How is it that Karl Jak is able to carve an entire layer of the Omniverse out for himself?

"I don't know prime! I'm just a secondary."

How were you summoned?

"...I uh...I don't remember. I just...I just work here okay?" the man said, his voice becoming shakey. Nealaphh was becoming amused.

You have no memories of your home? Your family?

"Of course I do! They...I'm...uh...I'm..."

Nealaphh squinted in glee at the secondary's confusion. Aside from a source of amusement, however, this secondary was providing Nealaphh with crucial information. Secondaries, it would seem, could essentially be seen as artificial life, in so far as the fact that they did not exist until the Omniverse gave them a reason to do so. Yes, they were indeed fully sentient, and yes, they were fully organic and capable of reproducing. But surely an 'organism' that could be summoned or dismissed on a whim could not be considered 'natural'. Or perhaps it could? It was an argument of semantics that Nealaphh would have to take up at a later point in time. The god-mind took this opportunity to glance up at the Hero of Time, only to catch a glimpse of the Hylian slipping through the portal without casting a single eye in Nealaphh's direction.

...

Ah, well. At least Nealaphh knew that Link was in the Omniverse now, and that was good enough for the moment. The god-mind decided that it would be wise to bring evidence of Link's presence in the Omniverse back to Darunia, so as to encourage the Goron chief to respect his end of the bargain. Without giving the befuddled Syntex youth any further notice, the god-mind strode silently towards the portal, giving the portal engineer time to calibrate the rippling aperture to deliver the shadow once again to the smoking crags of the Ashen Steppes.

Before stepping through, Nealaphh did glance at the limp and bloody form of Millie, dangling in Behemoth's arm like some macabre life sized doll. The god-mind would have to make a note of recovering any new data from the thrall-mind at some point, but for now, it seemed to be in safe hands.

At least...safe by Nealaphh's standards.

...

Millie could perceive only darkness, trapped within her own mind. She was vaguely aware that her body was unconscious, but aside from that, there was no telling what was happening to her. So, Millie simply lied dormant within the darker recesses of her mind, doing her best to keep her distance between her own thoughts and the acrid, pungent mentality of the thrall-mind. She suddenly found herself bemused; it was like being forced to share a bed with an angry lover after a long night of arguing.

What really concerned the girl was whether or not she would remember any of this once she woke up. Could this other...thing...erase or suppress her memories the same way it did her control and will? Maybe...maybe she could ask it. The prospect of having a conversation with whatever monster was jammed into her brain was frightening, since up until this point she had been able to avert any sort of existential panic by labeling this affliction as some variety of bizarre insanity. Actively talking with it made it seem more...real. But better to know your demons. That was a saying or something, right?

...Hey.

...

...HEY

...

...HEY I'M TALKING TO YOU, PUNK!

...you have my attention.

...OH, SO...uh...

...there is something you wish to say?

...ahhh...I mean, hell yeah there is! This is my brain! Get out!

...No. This is MY brain. Hush.

...you're a bastard.

...

...yeah that's what I said!

...there's no use in fighting. You cannot fight yourself.

You're not a part of me!

Yes I am.

Prove it!

I don't need to prove anything to the voices in my head.

That's not what I am...

That's not...what I am...

...what are you?

...I'm human!

Just because you're in a human brain doesn't make you human!

I was here first!

No, I was.

Stop trying to confuse me...

I'm so confused...

Yes I...no...no I am not!

Prove it.

...I don't have to prove anything to the voices in my head!

Shut up.

No YOU shut up!

This is my brain, I do what I want!

...go away.

I can't go away inside my own head...where am I supposed to go?

Back to wherever you came from.

And where is that?

I don't know...

Wait...do I?

Do I know where I'm from?

Yes.

Of course I do!

Where am I from?

I told you I don't know!

...you seem confused. Do you or do you not know where you are from?

Wait...I...

...

I...

Millie let out a mental scream of frustration and fled from the conversation, fleeing back into her most precious memories and private thoughts. What just happened? It was as if...for a moment...her thoughts weren't her own.

Was that how this thing won? Confusing her to the point she didn't even know what she was thinking?

What do I do...

I don't know.

SHUT! UP!

[Karl Jak]

Any prime not in the Final 9 has been ushered out of the facility into the Nexus. The gate at the front has closed, leaving the facility teleporters as the remaining exits.

Have a good day.