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[inkyubeytor]

_{[When the feed comes on all there is is darkness and the sound of fabric against a microphone. It only lasts a moment however as the darkness suddenly gives way to a view of socks and tights in a sock drawer (one belonging to a certain duck girl), currently being turned into a nest by none other that Kyubey. Amidst the socks he settles himself, reaching out with a paw to knock the NV closer.]}

People come and people go. They live and die and that's it for them. Usually. Well, another version of them will continue to exist in an alternate dimension parallel to the one they originated from, but that's making things overly complicated. The fact is that once someone dies, that specific individual is fated to remain dead.

But that's not the case here.

People die and then return to this place with their memories intact or else they arrive here from having been dead before. I've always found this utterly fascinating, now more so than before.

_{[A little ear twitches as he nestles more into the sock drawer.]}

So tell me! I'm curious. What is it like to die? To truly die. What does it feel like to meet death and remember it? What does it make you feel?

Would you wish to live forever if you could?

Comments

[laurice]

...I'm pretty sure I already truly died. You remember, don't you?

And is that a sock drawer?

[inkyubeytor]

I do remember - but you didn't truly die, Larry.

It is. It's rather comfy. Ahiru has nice socks.

[laurice]

W-wait, what?! But I was...I got...and you...

[He stutters, utterly unsure of what to say exactly. Larry was certain he was good as dead during the last Newcomer Hunt, but...]

[inkyubeytor]

So long as your Soul Gem is safe, you will never truly 'die'.

[laurice]

...it wasn't very safe, y'know. Someone could've pried it from my cold, dead body!

[inkyubeytor]

It was safe. I picked it up.

[laurice]

[Larry opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water.]

And...and no one tried to stop you or anything? Talk about lucky!

[inkyubeytor]

They didn't see me.

[laurice]

[He lets out a long, loooong sigh of relief.]

That's way, way lucky. I mean, you'd stand out in a crowd of cats. Or rabbits.

[inkyubeytor]

No, it isn't luck. I possess selective invisibility, Larry.