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[Heart Game] From the ashes we can build
WHO: Macaque, Red Son, Wukong, Korone, Donnie, Cole, Wash
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked
WHAT: Soul fixin'
WHEN: March 9
WHERE: Red Son's house, Blossomcrown
WARNINGS: will be marked
Re: Lobby
The coin was added to the bag. Then was the mushroom plushie.
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You are Macaque, and you feel like hell. You're scared, nervous, guilty, and every inch of it shows on your face.
You and Wukong have been willingly bitten by the truth mushrooms. He's holding you, which helps fight the hollowness you feel, have felt since your fight under the mountain and only growing worse since you saw Wukong turn into a lich.
When he went cold and dead, when you thought you might be losing him for good, all your carefully constructed walls came crashing down. The only thing you wanted was to let him know that you cared, so maybe he wouldn't be gone. All you ever wanted was for him to stay with you, just stay.
Back then, and now, you're touching him like it can not only bridge the distance between you, but the years as well.
Even if he's telling you that he doesn't love you, which is what you're gathering, that's... that's fine. You'll take anything he can give. It's always been that way. And if he needs time, you'll wait.
You need him, it's that simple. Even when you were enemies, there was a strong connection. Shadows can't exist without light.
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That was all there was to say on that one. Onto the shard of ice, though he had a suspicion that he knew what this one would show him.
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You are Macaque, and you are alive again. Barely.
You come back to life screaming, bleeding, disoriented. You can't see the Lady Bone Demon, your "savior", but you can hear her, feel her. She laughs at your pain as the hole in your head is healed over, slowly enough to give you plenty of time to think about it. To remember who put it there, and who is healing it.
"I'll make you a deal," she whispers from everywhere. It's this or the underworld, so you grit your teeth and listen.
"You will serve me. Serve destiny. And in exchange, you get your life."
Don't sound like your life will be very much yours. But, once again, you're not holding any of the cards here, except one.
You nod, fighting the urge to scream as she takes her sweet time healing your fatal wound.
"Good." She finishes the healing up quickly, as if she's showing you mercy just to prove that she could retract it at any time. You lay on the ground, gasping, thinking only of one person.
The wind curls ice-cold around you as the Lady Bone Demon whispers, "go now, my champion."
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That couldn't be how that happened. Not really. That was what Wukong could tell himself easily. Macaque never got immortality, so there was no way that he could have caused an injury that serious and walked away sure that he'd be fine. But calling that into question also meant calling everything else he'd just seen into question too. So he just dropped the ice into the bag wordlessly and reached for the candies.
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They smell like curling up in the nest with Macaque and drowsing off to sleep, warm and happy. These are clearly meant to be soothing after the trauma of experiencing memories in the first person.
The stuffed monkey, likewise, holds no memories. It's just cute, because Macaque knows that cute things make you happy.
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Others have determined that the way to fill these is to input a memory. One of your items needs to go in there, and then the elevator will open.
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