亞夜子 (Ayako) (
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[Those familiar with the Fatal Frame games who play them in Prospero should recognize this face.
It is the face of a young girl huddled in the corner of a dark building with the phone clutched in her hand.
Around her, there are some broken doll arms, as well as a few said, dolls scattered around her body with blood smeared on some.
She doesn't know where she is, much less realizes that she's no longer on the island. If anything, a faint sniffle can be heard from the girl.
She's in a bit of a shock.]
It is the face of a young girl huddled in the corner of a dark building with the phone clutched in her hand.
Around her, there are some broken doll arms, as well as a few said, dolls scattered around her body with blood smeared on some.
She doesn't know where she is, much less realizes that she's no longer on the island. If anything, a faint sniffle can be heard from the girl.
She's in a bit of a shock.]
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Is it fun to have a sister?
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[She's grinning a huge happy grin saying all this, but then it drops into a smaller, almost shy smile when she says the next part.]
...Alice was the one who helped Alice not be lonely anymore.
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[The little girl's expression... Something about being happy was somewhat foreign to her. Er. well. Breaking things made her happy, but it wasn't true happiness like what seem to appear on Alice's face.]
Is that... what happiness is? Were you happy?
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But it still got lonely sometimes. Having lotsa people around is nicer than just having two people, 'cause some games can't be played with just me and Alice.
Alice is happy here. Are you happy, Ayako...?
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[Er. well. she was kind of a danger to everyone, so... fun... times.
At the question, she makes a face. Some sort of surprise that someone even asked that.]
... I don't know. I'm only happy when I break things and turn them beautiful.
[She's quiet. Looking to the floor like she did something wrong. Because. Quite frankly, she was feeling differently now that she was here.] I don't know what being really happy is.
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...Breaking stuff makes you happy? [A pause.] Then break stuff! Alice doesn't think that's bad as long as it can be fixed later on. Maybe when it's fixed it'll make you really happy?
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[Or something like that. She lacks empathy, yadda yadda. Whatever the doctor said to her resonated with her. She never really thought about it until now.]
Things look pretty when they're broken. ... But the doctor said I break things to cope with my illness.
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...What kinda illness did you have? Is it gone, now?
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[She blinks. Thinking back on the name.] ... Getsuyuu Syndrome. It made me incomplete.
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[A reassuring smile.]
Incomplete...? What was missing?
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I'm not whole. Most of my memories are blank. [A good majority, now that she thought about it.]
... I'm not a very nice person because of it.
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...Alice doesn't remember a lot of stuff, either. Does that make Alice not whole, too?
[A pause. She thinks. Poor girl's died twice so lots of her memories are muddled and mixed with fantasy. Her smile soon returns.]
Even if we don't remember all the things we should, we can always make new, better memories to fill up the empty space!
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Nice...? She's never heard that. It's always been dangerous.]
No... You seem like a whole person to me. [This girl... It surprised her that she was more like her every minute.]
No one will hurt us here, right? We can make new memories with new people?
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[Her smile turns sad, but only briefly.]
...I hope not. Nobody I've met so far seems like they would. So we can make lotsa new, happy memories with them!
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Okay... I trust you. [Rarely putting her trust in people, this was definitely new. She felt a rush of anxiety fill her body, but she shook it off since Alice really did remind her of herself.]
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