All aboard the feels rollercoaster

[honoiro_shisen]

...I'm not used to talking. But. I'll try, okay? I'm very confused on what my purpose here is. Why did you... 'remake' me? My father is going to worry. And I need to help people back home. I know I'll never make as big a difference like this as I do working for Krei Tech. Dad tells me that all the time, that my inventions are what will make the difference. The things I do with the microbots alone are pretty big, I just... I feel like something's wrong.

I always feel like something's wrong and sometimes people seem so familiar, and that's when the dizziness starts. I need my medicine, and that's not here, so... I really need you to let me go home, now. Please.

Thank you.

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i apologize for his typing

[0thingsonmymind]

theyjustliketo play.

you can findthe pills ifyou look hard enough

It's fine.

[honoiro_shisen]

I've never had to look for the pills before... my father handled those for me.

Re: It's fine.

[0thingsonmymind]

do youknowthe name?
thereare places thathavewhatyouneed if youknowwhat they're called.

*He'd not be above raiding pharmacies if he only knew what the drugs he needed were called.*

[honoiro_shisen]

...I don't want to tell you, if that's alright. It's my problem, not yours.

[After a long pause, he adds,] I'm sure my mun wouldn't really take them away from me... right?

[0thingsonmymind]

thatsfine

no.
theyliketo play withyou

[honoiro_shisen]

But I don't want to play. [The shadows around him rise up and ripple, until their faint metallic sounds give away the pieces of darkness are actually small black microbots. They climb up him and drape there, like a thick blanket, making it hard to tell where the darkness ends and the person begins, save for the mask.]

I just want to go home.

[0thingsonmymind]

*Okay, that is fascinating. Forgive him for completely missing anything you said.*

howdidyou DO that?

[honoiro_shisen]

They're me. I mean, they are now... they used to just be tech, but they're more, now. Or... no, that's not right. Maybe it's better to say I'm the one who's more now? I move them with my mind.

[A few of them flow and become a tendril, then a blocky hand, held out within arm's reach of the hooded figure.] See?

[0thingsonmymind]

*He watches the tendril closely as it nears and then changes shape. Slowly and carefully he reaches out to touch it.*

theyare machines?

[honoiro_shisen]

Yes. They're my machines. My invention, from before I was in an accident. I lost... I lost a lot, but not them, and not my father. That's how I know I'll be okay.

[0thingsonmymind]

manythingscan be LOST
not all ofthemcanbe found again

*But back to the magic fancy tech.*

howdothey work?

[honoiro_shisen]

I know. I haven't found many. My mun says that could change, though.

...well, they respond to a neural transmitter. My... my mind is the power source and control. The transmitter used to be in the mask. And my father thinks it would be best if people thought it still was, but... it's inside me, now. That way, these can always be with me.

I'm never alone.

[0thingsonmymind]

never a l o n e

thatcanbe good and bad

[honoiro_shisen]

[Some of the microbots recede, climbing up inside his trenchcoat and clinging. To unobservant eyes, he wouldn't look like he was any bulkier, but they're there nonetheless, ready to defend him from any harm that comes his way.]

I like having these. I don't want... I don't want to be alone or think about how alone I could have been, if my dad hadn't been able to find me after the accident. [If anything, loneliness is his greatest fear.]

[0thingsonmymind]

i think iunder stand