interlude dream; あああああああああああああああ. ✖

[desomnia]

( WARNING: might possibly get a little disturbing in the comments, although in the scary sense more than the gore sense. If you're uneasy around uboa related things, proceed at own risk. )

[ If you happen to enter this dream, you might suddenly get a pretty pleasant feeling at first. The soft pastel colors on the walls, the nice carpet on the floor, the neat furniture-- it almost seems like a perfect room for a girl in her early teens to belong. And so there is a girl of about that age walking around. A perfect girl in a perfect room. Her blonde hair is done up in a ponytail and she's doing perfectly normal things; walking around in the room, studying at her desk, reading a book while sitting on her bed. She won't notice you even if you would try to shove her or poke out her eye, really, she just seems that absorbed in her own world.

The only thing that's not normal about the room is the fact that the lights keep going on and off for some reason. It's so bad that your eyes might need a moment to get used to the constantly changing light.

If you look for the source of the constant light switching, you'll find another girl standing near the light switch. She seems much less perfect compared to the blonde hair, her hair a bit more dishevelled in her braids and her face looking a bit drained. Yet she does notice you, unlike the blonde girl, and your gazes might even cross for a moment. If you've paid enough attention to the network lately you might recognize her as one of the newer arrivals.

But even if you notice each other, that doesn't mean she will stop pushing the light switch over and over again to make the lights switch on and off. Maybe you'll have to ask if you really want her to stop.

Or maybe you should just stick around and see what happens. ]

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[floriography]

I-I pluck weeds, but... [ wasn't this different? it was a living thing...right?

...weeds were living things too. it wasn't different, was it? he can't think of an argument at all. he'll glance over at the blonde girl too. ]

Who...who is that girl?

[desomnia]

[ She's about to answer his question, but just that moment when she switches the light off something else happens. The blonde girl, who happened to be standing on the carpet on the other side of the room, disappears instantly only to be replaced by some sort of monstrosity standing on the exact same spot. Madotsuki's eyes widen a little at the sight, but it seems more as if she's becoming more focused than that she's really scared or surprised.

Somewhere in the background a loud obnoxious noise starts playing. ]

[floriography]

[ Viktor jumps and his body grows cold, and he stumbles back so his back is pressed against the wall. his heart hammers in his chest in fear - he's so badly startled all he can do is stare. the creature just...stood (sat?) there, unmoving and terrifying (to Viktor) because of it.

he looks at Madotsuki beside him, helplessly. ]

T-That's...t-that's not her- i-is it?

[desomnia]

No, it's not her..

[ There's something slightly different in her voice now (it doesn't sound quite as emotionless or detached anymore, there's a vague sense of determination or even disgust in it), and she finally leaves the light switch alone now, leaving the lights turned off. ]

Two-faced. [ She just speaks that word, not turning her eyes off Uboa even though she knows it won't move. ] This is the monster.

[floriography]

I-It has...two...faces?

[desomnia]

You saw the girl, right..? Now it's the monster. [ She just says that, as if it's enough of an explanation.

She eyes Uboa warily. ] It won't move, though.

[floriography]

[ so it wasn't the girl, but...

his head hurts ]

I-I don't- u-understand, but...

Why...did you want to see it?

[desomnia]

[ Sorry, Viktor, Madotsuki isn't really good at explaining things, she's better at just confusing people, just like this world.. So she doesn't seem to pay any attention to his confusion. ]

I wanted to.. get rid of it. [ She seems to admit it earnestly. ] .. I just don't know how yet..

[floriography]

G-Get rid... c-can't we um- h-hide it?

[desomnia]

Where would you want to hide something like that..?

[ She motions with her empty hand in the direction of Uboa, before out of nowhere a knife materializes in the hand - perhaps to make her feel a little more secure. ]

[floriography]

W-Well you said it doesn't move... m-maybe under the bed...

[desomnia]

[ That's enough to make her gaze turn back to him. ]

... Are you.. going to touch it? [ When you take the question by face value it just sounds like genuine curiosity, but there's some more in it too, a hint of a warning of sorts maybe. ]

[floriography]

I-I could try- b-but... I'm a little scared... a-and it looks heavy...

[desomnia]

Touching it.. won't help anything.

[ She seems rather convinced of that fact. ]

I could get it over here though if you want..

[floriography]

O-Over here? [ panic... ]

I-It's a little scary- i-it wont...do anything, right?

[desomnia]

[ Sorry, Viktor, but she's not even giving an answer to that or even a reaction to the panic. Instead the knife disappears, and in a flash it's replaced by Madotsuki suddenly wearing cat ears and a cat tail out of nowhere.

... Yeah, that's pretty surprising and weird, but it's weirder when she starts beackoning and meowing like a cat.. And the monster actually seems to move closer to them very slowly, even though it isn't actually walking. ]

[floriography]

!! [ Viktor's back is back up against the wall in shock and fear. ]

[desomnia]

[ Madotsuki isn't really used to.. well, thinking about other people's feelings or paying attention to them, so she doesn't notice it, really. Instead she just continues what she's doing, Uboa slowly shifting closer and closer to them. ]

[floriography]

[ can she at least notice the tears in his eyes? even for someone so much older than her, Viktor is petrified of this thing the closer it gets. ]

[desomnia]

[ It takes a few moments, but then she does seem to notice it-- and she stops, the cat features quickly disappearing again. Although Uboa remains where it's standing now, much closer to them than before. She doesn't seem too particularly fazed by that fact, but her expression turns a little curious as she looks at Viktor. ]

... What's wrong..? [ She doesn't quite seem to realise it just yet. ]

[floriography]

I-It's- I-I don't know it's- it's s-scary...

[ Viktor wipes away his tears, embarrassed beyond belief now. his chest heaves as he looks at Uboa so close by and it's so hard to calm down. ]

[desomnia]

[ Madotsuki doesn't look like she's very much fazed by his tears, but at the same time it might have hit her somewhat as she shoots another quick glance at Uboa before grabbing the boy's wrist instead and leading him out of the room without a word, away from the monster which doesn't follow them.

Outside the scenery seems much more peaceful, at the very least. ]

[floriography]

[ being led away from a monster that wouldn't even hurt them, by a girl so much younger and confident than himself... Viktor felt silly. he tries his best to rub away all this tears, he probably seemed so pathetic... ]

S-Sorry...

[desomnia]

[ Something slightly shifts in her expression - as blank as it was before - when he apologizes like that. She perhaps even looks a bit concerned now, as she shakes her head lightly. ]

... It's okay. [ A slight pause. ] It's gone now.. So don't cry. [ It sounds more encouraging than reprimanding. ]

[floriography]

[ he manages a nod, sniffling and wiping away any stray tears. ]

T-This place... [ as he looks around his interest is captured immediately. ]

It's so pink...