Beginning to get more free time, and mun is eyeing an old game...

[godandhermother]

[Once again, there's a woman with no pupil or iris, and she's glowing hard enough so that it hurts to look at her. It's hard to make out distinct features because of the light, but her mouth doesn't move as she speaks.]

Don't.

Too much time has passed in Silent Hill, and I grew tired of feeling. I have a job to do, and it can't be done from the facility. Let them forget Alessa in peace.

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oh hey again Smurf 8D

[savethebullshit]

[oh wow, she's glowing. That's certainly not something you see every day. But that takes a backseat to what she's saying]

Silent Hill?

[and then Alessa will get narrowed eyes and a long, suspicious look for even mentioning the place]

You really shouldn't be running around in that damn place.

Hey there! 8D

[godandhermother]

[She turns to look at Anne, her expression largely blank.]

Neither should you.

[She shakes herself, most of the glow falling away and her form changing in the light.

She takes the form she's most comfortable talking to people with. She's a little girl again. A little girl who glowed slightly, but a little girl.]

But that didn't stop you from running in after him, did it?

sorry for the lateness ^^;

[savethebullshit]

[and at that, Anne takes a step back]

How... how did you...

[how did she know? It sets her off balance and she just stares, stares at the glowing little girl who knows things about her she shouldn't. Oh god, this is all just getting too weird. So she does what she does best; she puts on her game face and handles it all in stride]

I was doing my job. I couldn't let a convict escape if there was anything I could do about it.

[that might not be the case now, after everything that's happened. But that was who Anne used to be]

/squeaks forever

[kingroadie]

Your mun sure likes diggin' through old wounds, huh, flutterbug?

Sora! /all the glomps ever

[godandhermother]

Don't call me that.

[She makes an effort to keep her tone monotone, but there's a sharp edge to it. As much as she'd like to pretend, she does still have feelings.]

And yes. That seems to be her specialty.

Smurfs ;3; /huuugs

[kingroadie]

I can call you that if I wanna, s'your nickname.

[His brow quirks at the edge of her words.]

I gathered, I've seen her in action before, so- this isn't a new romp for any of us.

How've you been?!

[godandhermother]

That's a nickname for a child. Not a god.

[She tilts her head skyward. She doesn't have as visceral a reaction to Eddie as to Sasha, but she's angry. It's hard to tell without being psychic, but the general darkening aura might be a tip off.]

I suggest you leave. And I suggest taking your husband with you. He doesn't have much of a self-preservation instinct.

I'm goood- I haven't slain a unicorn since last we met- how are you?

[kingroadie]

Last I checked you're my child. So, I find it pretty fittin'.

[Eddie doesn't particularly budge. Just watching Alessa. Roadie doesn't really budge on much, ominous aura or no.]

Neither of us really do, but, eh, what can you do? Just kind of a thing that happens.

No slain unicorns? Say it ain't so! Also, I'm doing okay. I got free time now :3

[godandhermother]

No, I'm not.

[If possible, this version of Alessa is more violent than the last. After setting her own mother on fire, she's much more inclined to just destroy the people who hurt her. Unfortunately, she puts Eddie and Sasha in that category.]

If you want your psyches torn apart, be my guest. There are sins to claim and be punished for. I can begin my new role in the world with you.

I was waiting for my unicorn buddy to come back before I struck at the unicorns- eee free tiiime

[kingroadie]

Are too. Don't make me argue with you young lady.

[Neither know this just yet. Even when they do, it isn't about to stop Eddie from meddling.]

Why did you grow out of your 'old' role? What even happened to you?

Well, now I'm back, so time to give those unicorns what's coming at them

[godandhermother]

You don't come from my universe. Chances are, you didn't father me, Mr. Riggs.

[It looks like Sasha's figuring it out. Alessa will be angry about rotting away in her hospital room for a long time.]

I gave birth. [She spreads her arms, glowing harder.] I was sacrificed.

awww yeaaah B)

[kingroadie]

I did adopt you, which counts for somethin'. Even if you don't want it to anymore. Even if you've let yourself get swallowed up by that shit.

[He words earn a frown in turn.] I owe Dahlia a kick in the teeth. A good sized one.

[godandhermother]

Dahlia is dead. It might be hard to get any kind of reaction from her corpse.

ALWAYS LATE

[truepsychictale]

I could never forget Alessa, no matter the form.

NEVER LATE /huggles

[godandhermother]

[Her body language remains mostly the same, but her psychic feedback--mostly static of multiple voices, images, and emotion--becomes decidedly more violent. Someone is pissed.]

That's unfortunate, isn't it?

Re: NEVER LATE /huggles

[truepsychictale]

[Sasha bites back a little. What else could have happened to her when she went back home?]

No, because I would never want to forget you.

[godandhermother]

[A lot. A lot happened to her. She was a scared little girl smacked back into her worst nightmare, and it was all the more painful because someone convinced her that she could be loved and safe. And that someone never showed up to make the pain go away. Her anger is childish, but despite her posturing, she's still a child at heart.]

I can't say that the feeling is mutual, but if you want to dwell, that's your choice.

[Yep. She's definitely pissed.]

[truepsychictale]

You can talk to me about it, or you can hold on to your anger. Or you can do both.

I don't care if you forgot me, because my feeling would always stay the same. [He could never forget her- ever since she left...he hurt. He wouldn't care if she hated him as long as he knew she was away from that place. And the feelings are easily readable.]

[godandhermother]

[To be honest, after a year of lying in Silent Hill again, she's forgotten what it feels like to sense any kind of positive emotion off of adults. The bittersweet love radiating off of him is just confusing, and it enrages her further.]

Gods don't use therapists, Mr. Nein.

Leave. The nature of this place protects you, but in the facility, I might not be so passive.

[truepsychictale]

I am not being a therapist right now.

And if you want to strike out, do it. [He walked through Silent Hill for you once before, and he would do it a thousand times over happily for you.]

Strike out here and now, judge me, I don't care. Because nothing will change on my side.

[godandhermother]

Then you're being what? A father? I never knew my father. He was a demon or a member of the Order; he wasn't you or Riggs.

[Oh, she remembers that. That way you would just stubbornly tell her over and over that you would do anything for her until she believed it. You're trying to trap her again, you bastard.

She starts getting bigger, the glow more intense, and... oh boy, those are pointy teeth.] I set my own mother on fire. What makes you think I won't do the same to you?

[truepsychictale]

[Sasha knows that is looks frightening, but his expression stays even.]

I am being myself, and if you want to do it- if it would make you feel any better. I got a lighter and some matches, take your pick. Or use both. Or neither.

As I said, nothing on my side will change.

[godandhermother]

Shut up!

[It's not setting him on fire, but a sledge hammer's worth of psychic energy swings at Sasha. She's angry. So angry. She just wants him to stop talking and go away.]

[truepsychictale]

{it hurts. Painfully, deeply, hellishly. But, he has to think- what hurt more?

This, or those months without her? This momentary pain, or those days when he just didn't want to leave bed because too much reminded him of her?]

You'll have to do more than that. Only way I'll go is if I am dead. And if death works here they way it does at the Facility, then that won't even work.

[godandhermother]

I have broken stronger men than you!

[Realistically, she could just make his heart explode or force-choke him or something, but she's too angry to make it clean. She points at him, lightning shooting from her fingertips, trying to hurt him. She has no intention of killing him--yet.]

Silent Hill won't kill you. Silent Hill will destroy you. How much guilt to you have, Nein? What should you be punished for?

[truepsychictale]

[And he lets it hit, he isn't even trying to deflect it.]

Let it destroy me, I have a lot of guilt.

Guilt that I grew complacent in the facility, guilt over giving up at times, guilt that I couldn't catch the signs of clone sickness in you sooner.

[godandhermother]

What about guilt about convincing me to believe in an impossible dream? What about guilt for leaving me to rot in that hospital room?!

[The walls of the room start pulsing, getting red and meaty, and the floor starts curling back, transforming into hot metal grate.]

You have more guilt than that. More than even you know. You know what I think?

[She growls, her form becoming more and more monstrous.]

I think you want me to kill you. Not just to prove to me that you'll let me--you want to be punished for all the things you did wrong, and all the people you failed.

[truepsychictale]

[For a small moment, Sasha freezes, then suddenly a bit of static over comes anything telepathic one might pick up from him. Asura and the black blood. He is at a point where he needs it.]

Guilt? Guilt? You want to play God, let me tell you something. I feel no guilt with you. Why?

One, you claim so much more time than what passed at the facility. I have no control over your world. [A razorblade smile.] Thats all you. [His voice drops a little, the smile still on his face.] Want to know a secret?

Secondly, in the facility you're naught more than a clone with memories implanted. All you are is just that- a clone of the real Alessa with her memories and anger put in. Too bad I will always love you and there is nothing you can do about it.

Thirdly, you claim godhood, yet you gave no signs of your life after we thought you were dead. Yet you expect me, a mere mortal to contact you? [That static, its getting louder. His Id, the blackblood. It is boiling up.]

I think if anyone has guilt, it is you. You- you came into my life and then destroyed it. You died and showed no signs of your Godhood to the man who will die for you. In the Christian Mythos, they said the church would be rebuilt in three days. You sure took a lot longer than that.

You want to kill me? You'll have a hell of a time doing it. [He lifts his head up a little, the smile even wider.] I'm so happy you're back.

[godandhermother]

You're a liar. [She will not accept that she's just a clone. She will not accept that you love her--yet. She is hurt and she is angry and she's a child in a god's body.] You've lied to me from the start. Love, safety, family, warmth--they're lies and I'm sick of it!

I can't influence other universes the way I am. I could barely influence my own while I was trying to avoid the complete destruction of my world from my hospital bed. Look at me!

[She throws up her hands. There's no glow left. Where once was a god now floats a young girl--fourteen, but so malnourished that there are barely any signs of having hit puberty. Her hair is pulled in a bun and her cheeks are hollow--this is what Alessa would have looks like if the fire had never happened.] If I were at full power, my world would have been destroyed. I chose to rip my soul in two again. I chose to divide myself so that the world would be preserved. I am not Almighty. I'm merely the closest thing there is to a God in my dimension.

[She touches down on the ground, transforming into the form she is most familiar with. A seven year old girl with shadows in her face and dark circles under her eyes.] Now leave me alone. [She suddenly feels drained. Recounting the things that have happened in his absence, acknowledging her rage at her 'abandonment': it's exhausting after just fragmenting her soul. The hole left behind by the majority, by Heather, feels like it'll swallow her whole. Half-formed gods need rest too.] Whatever my mun decides is up to her. I'm done.

these two. i want to hug them.

[truepsychictale]

[Too bad Sasha isn't done. His black blood makes him nothing if determined.] I'm not. And they were never lies, you're looking for something to toss your anger at, so you chose someone you know is powerless in their circumstance. God knows if it were lies, the moment you were gone I would have burned your possessions. Gave them away. {it is obvious he wants to laugh. Its not him laughing at her, its the black blood finding everything in the world much too fun right now. Sasha is trying to work with it.]

Instead I still clean that room waiting. You want them to be lies. [He smiles. That twisted black blood smile.] Because I am the easiest thing to blame, the thing you think you could control- and you still do. Your memory haunts me every single day.

If you want to be angry, do it at the right things. But no matter what you choose, I'm happy to see you again.

They need a good squeeze to make the monsters go away ;.;

[godandhermother]

[She sneers aggressively, but at the moment, she's too tired to even try going down the brute force route right now. Just you wait, Nein. She'll kill you if you stick around no she won't.] If I can control you, then stop haunting me. Just leave.

[Her eyes narrow at him. In her heart, she knows he was powerless. Yet she's still angry. Angry at him for making her hope for more, for making her think she might actually be worth something beyond her destiny. For allowing her to see what it was that she was missing.

All while knowing it could all be taken away again.] Just leave. You've done enough damage.

They do. Sasha always misses Alessa, you know?

[truepsychictale]

I'll stop haunting you when you stop haunting me. [A weak laugh.] But you will always haunt me you know. Because even if you hate me the most, I will still love you.

And here she is, being all bitter. Nice way to greet your Papa, kid. :/

[godandhermother]

[For a moment, her expression becomes downright wrathful. Then she bares her teeth and grabs a rock from the ground, throwing it at Sasha with all the strength she can muster in her little arm.] STOP THAT!

Don't you see? You just do more and more damage that way. There are some people in this world who are just meant to suffer. I was one of those people. You ruined me. You made me get used to not having so much pain, to not being scared all the time, and you just made me more sensitive for when I was dragged right back home. That's what's meant to be. I won't let you make me feel like that ever again.

Sasha still loves you girlie girl.

[truepsychictale]

[It sounds like a bell when it hits. The Monster in his blood that makes him tense and happy.]

And I blame the consortium for dragging you back. Do you think anyone would have let you gone back if they knew what was happening.

Alessa is >8C at all this.

[godandhermother]

What happened to you? [She sounds more angry than worried. Gdit, you should be in pain after she throws things.]

Who cares what people would have let happen?! The point is, you ruined me for my world. You knew I might have to go back one day and you ruined me.

I'm not going to let that happen again!

Sasha would be more like *HUG* if he wasn't mildy nutters ATM

[truepsychictale]

I thought you were going to stay with us, if I can be there forever and a day, why couldn't you? [Sasha looks at his hands and voice drops .] Want to know a secret?

Black Blood. Its quite fun when I let it work. [Like right now.]