Post by sanityscontroller on Aug 16, 2016 7:59:36 GMT
((Presented as a standalone log. Warnings for suicidal thoughts being presented, guns, and shiny manipulation))
Sarah has begun talking to Cade.
Sarah: Oh good, you're already on the quest bed..
Cade: I've been warned about the shit you're going to try to pull.
Cade: I'd tell you off for planning to tier someone without their consent, but I suppose I was planning the same before you agreed to it.
Sarah: Yeah I'm just keeping up appearances, I legitimately have none of the energy to actually do the fucking game.
Sarah: I needed an excuse to find you and ask you to do something for me though.
Cade: Oh?
Sarah: Erase everything I know about my ecto-sister from my soul.
Cade: What?
Sarah: I want her completely gone from my memory.
Cade: That seems a bit drastic. Why?
Sarah: She's dead.
Sarah: And if it's the one minor possible case where she isn't, I'll probably do something that will get a lot of people killed
Cade: I'm going to need a better explanation than that.
Sarah: So take out my shiny, and get her out of my mind before I cause way too much collateral damage.
Sarah: I don't need to explain I just need you to do this.
Cade: Well I don't see why I should do it without hearing the full story.
Sarah: You have no right to my privacy.
Cade: You have no right to my powers.
Sarah: Just be the goddamn doctor heart players are meant to be and surgically remove this tumor.
Cade: You do realize that I'm the last person who you can just demand to do something for you with no proper explanation, right?
Sarah: I just. Need. This. Done.
Sarah: I don't want to talk about it, I don't want it discussed, I don't want people spreading and sharing it
Sarah: I just want it gone.
Cade: As the Heart player here, I'm supposed to have the wisest judgment on what shiny edits are and aren't necessary. And I can't judge without the full story.
Cade: Not to mention, you haven't even actually asked me to do it.
Cade: Entitled, much?
Sarah: Can you please remove this cancerous section of my soul, oh great and powerful Cade Belrose?
Cade: Sarcasm's not very polite, Sarah.
Cade: And you still haven't explained why you want me to do this.
Sarah: I don't want to. I'm not interested in recounting my life story to someone who most people can barely stand as is.
Cade: Then you must not want the memories gone that badly.
Sarah pulls out her gun slowly, looking at it carefully, not aiming it at Cade, yet.
Sarah: If you do this for me, we can both walk away happy.
Cade: Are you threatening me?
Sarah: That's a good question.
Sarah looks down into the barrel of her gun.
Sarah: It's amazing how easy it is for regular people to die if they want to.
Sarah: But in sburb, if we want anything significant to happen, we pretty much always have to rely on someone else.
Sarah: we can't even die by our own accord.
Sarah: My sister is effectively dead, and on the off chance that she's on that list because she was abducted by an other I'm guaranteed to go skipper on whatever Other captured her.
Sarah: My sister has been a drain on every fibre of my being, session after session after session
Sarah: she haunts my dreams and my mind and my soul, like a scar I can't get rid of.
Cade: You do realize that almost every god damn person in this game has lost their family and doesn't go on gun-pointing, rambling soliloquies about it, right?
Sarah: Not everyone has a psychomanipulative monster for a sister.
Sarah: or rather, for a mother, who they escaped, and when they escaped they finally had a chance to create and be free
Cade: If she was so awful, why're you so torn up about what happened to her?
Sarah: I never had the chance to confront her
Sarah: It's not the same, confronting a corpse. They've already lost.
Sarah: I can never be free, it's the perfect bardic irony.
Sarah: Unless
Sarah: Someone gets rid of the memory.
Sarah: Of everything I knew about her.
Cade: Wow, you really are a pathetic wreck about this. Can't just get over it on your own, huh?
Sarah: Who are you to judge me. You rolled heart. I'm only here because you're my only option.
Cade: Alright, I'll repress your memories for you. Hurray for unhealthy ways of dealing with things. But it'll take quite a bit of finesse, so it'd probably be a good idea to godtier before I attempt it.
Sarah: Yeah alright.
Sarah: Head or head?
Cade: What?
Sarah: Head or head?
Cade: ...You're very crude.
Cade: Neither of those is very dramatic, especially not the more euphemistic one. Through the heart would be much more appropriate.
Sarah: I just really want to shoot you in the dick right now.
Cade: If you do, I won't help you.
Sarah: Yeah that's why you don't have a bullet in your dick right now.
Sarah: God, honestly you'd probably be best off just giving me a full personality reset
Sarah: Just erasing everything you can and seeing what sticks
Cade: I can think of a few people in the chat who might be upset with me if I did that, including one I'm trying to court.
Sarah: Why? I'm awful.
Cade: They seem to like you, for some reason.
Sarah: They like an idea of me. An old one.
Sarah: Maybe a factory reset could get me back there.
Cade: I don't know if I have the skill required to pull that off. I'm a Guard, not a Prince.
Sarah: Open your mouth. I'm gonna make sure we do this on the first try.
Cade: This is probably the most unpleasant context in which anyone's ever told me to open my mouth, you know.
Sarah: Heart death takes a second to be felt. Brain death is instant.
Sarah: You'll feel the pain for the minimum amount of time.
Sarah: plus I think shooting you in the mouth is perfectly poetic.
Cade: But it's hardly dramatic at all, having blood pool at the back of my head as opposed to staining my lapel crimson.
Sarah: okay fuck it we'll do it the easy way
Sarah unloads her clip while aiming at Cade's head.
Sarah: pain in the ass.
Eventually, Cade makes it back to the quest bed, now clad in a deep fuchsia Guard outfit with a pink heart on the chest. He goes to retrieve his inventory and looks over his corpse, curling his lip in disgust.
Cade: Really? It wasn't enough for you to steal away my big dramatic moment, you had to go and blast my beautiful face to bits instead of at least killing me the way I wanted?
Sarah: You really expected me to shoot you in the heart so you could have some fairytale bullshit?
Cade: It's not "fairytale bullshit", it's good storytelling.
Cade: Come on, this game is all ABOUT storytelling, and I'm the fucking Guard of Heart.
Sarah: No it's not
Sarah: first of all, a guard of heart getting shot in the heart is probably gonna drop the arc slightly
Cade: It's ironic.
Sarah: because your job is to guard it not to draw bullets to it
Sarah: second of all
Sarah: Sburb isn't about storytelling
Sarah: it's about suffering
Sarah: welcome to the club
Cade: Storytelling requires suffering.
Cade: When's the last time you read a book where everyone was happy and nothing went wrong?
Sarah: Suffering doesn't require a story to bastardize it
Sarah: pretending that awful things aren't horrific
Sarah: pretending that you can just blow off something because it was beautiful when in reality it was still horrific.
Sarah: think about it, me shooting you in the heart and in the head is functionally the same
Sarah: the only difference is that when I shoot you in the heart you get to give it some false sense of meaning
Cade: But the heart would have looked better. Looks are important.
Sarah: looks are irrelevant.
Sarah: and even if they did I quite like this look for you better.
Cade: You know, I think I might be beginning to change my mind about graciously deciding to help you.
Sarah: my offer to shoot you in the dick still stands
Cade: If you do that, you can go ahead and enjoy those memories for the rest of your sad little life.
Sarah: alright. just do it already.
Cade: I think maybe you should apologize for going against my wishes and being so rude first.
Sarah: I am sorry, oh great, and wise, and powerful, a virile, and modest Cade.
Sarah: ((*and))
Cade: Modest? Please.
Cade: Now, maybe try to act a bit more grateful about all this. I'm probably going to have to burn almost all the bonus pluck I got from godtiering.
Sarah: Oh boo hoo just get on with it
Cade: What did I just say?
Sarah: You're milking this for all it's worth, stop.
Cade: I'm doing something very nice for you and you're being an asshole.
Cade: All I want is a sincere please and thank you, and maybe for you not to act like I'm pissing in your cereal instead of doing something at your behest.
Sarah: You're also being an asshole. You've been milking this the whole time.
Sarah: Alright.
Sarah: But you better get this right.
Sarah: Please, Cade. I need this.
Cade: I swear to do my utmost.
Cade: Now, you should probably sit down.
Sarah sits down
Cade kneels down in front of her and carefully reaches into her chest, then withdraws his hand, gingerly holding a pulsing ball of pink light. He gets to work, tentatively turning it about and squinting at it, then beginning to manipulate it with his fingers.
A rumbling can suddenly be heard in the distance. Sheep. A stampede of goddamn sheep. DS is riding the one at the lead.
The sheep have rocket shoes.
Sarah: What the fu-
Cade: Oh shit
Sheep horde: BAAAAAAAAAAA
The shaking of the ground and the insanity of the distraction cause Cade to fumble in the delicate work that he's doing. He quickly pulls his fingers out of the shiny and lets go of it, but the damage has been done.
Sarah: What the fuck! What's going on! Where am I?! Sheep?!
Cade: Oh no
Semotu activates [Ice Coffin] on SC.
Semotu: i haaaave aaaarrived to stop her from killing you!
Cade: ...DS, you fucking idiot
Semotu: whaaaat? whaaaat could be the problem?
Semotu: she's in staaaasis, she's fine
Cade: I want you to take a look at what's on my quest bed. And take a look at what I'm wearing. And take a look at what I'm holding. And guess what you might have just interrupted.
Semotu: ding dong the witch is deaaaad
Semotu: but seriously nice going getting distraaaacted numbnuts
Semotu: i'm off to go find our feaaaarless leaaaader. now thaaaat's someone who caaaan aaaappreciaaaate sheep.
Semotu: i aaaassume
Semotu: haaaaven't aaaactuaaaally taaaalked to them much
Semotu: whaaaatever
DS stampedes off, and as he does so, deactivates [Ice Coffin].
Sarah: What the fuck just happened and why don't I remember who you are.
Sarah: Actually, I can feel... a few holes in my memory...
Sarah: What did you just do?
Sarah grabs her head
Cade: Okay, just try to stay calm...
Cade: Can you remember who you are?
Sarah: I'm Sally Angrybird - No, no that's wrong
Sarah: That's a nickname from.... someone
Sarah: I'm Sarah.
Sarah: Sarah Falkenrath.
Cade: Okay, good.
Cade: Now, try not to freak out...
Sarah: My friends who are still around include Jenny, Henry, and Jenny's ectosister Melanie.
Sarah: That asshole who just rode away. I know him. He's got a sheep thing going on.
Cade: I'm a sessionmate of yours right now, the Guard of Heart. We're on my planet, you just helped me godtier, and then you asked me to help you by removing all memories of a certain person.
Cade: And that sheep ASSHOLE charged in at the worst possible moment, making me botch the shiny edit.
Cade: You, uh... You can have this back, by the way.
Sarah: That would distract somebo- oh
Sarah: uh, thanks
He lets go of SC's shiny, letting it float back into her chest.
Sarah: hoo, okay
Sarah: let me go through people I know, see if I can feel the holes.
Sarah: yes, yes, yes, i know I should but no, yes, yes, no, no.
Cade: I'm sorry this happened, it wasn't my intention.
Sarah: Oh wow this person and I talked a lot but I have no idea who they are, I just know I interacted with them a lot...
Cade: My name is Cade Belrose, by the way.
Sarah: Who's the guy who's living with Fred?
Sarah: Nice to uh, re-meet you Cade
Sarah: I'm sure we must've been pretty good friends
Sarah: Sorry I uh, don't remember you
Cade: Ah... Not sure if I'd put it that way, but it's alright.
Cade: The one living with Fred is Mica. Have you forgotten him completely?
Sarah: oh, just a business relationship, I get it.
Sarah: yeah no that name does not ring a bell
Sarah: I feel kinda bad about it though, for some reason?
Sarah: like, I really hurt him? oh no.
Cade: Yes, I believe you did.
Cade: It's pretty easy to do, though.
Sarah: That doesn't make it okay. :/
Sarah: oh, I think I remember who I wanted erased
Sarah: but why? she's my sister? she's gre- oh no.
Sarah: oh i lied to everyone
Sarah: why would I do that?
Cade: What?
Cade: What did you lie about?
Sarah: my sister was always good to me
Sarah: my mother was a mess but my sister was much better
Sarah: and now... she's...
Sarah: and I wanted to forget her
Sarah: what the fuck happened to me
Sarah: that isn't who I am. Why was I acting like that?
Cade: Beats me.
Cade: Anyways, I'm getting the feeling that maybe you should take some time alone to sort this out...
Sarah: I need to trace my steps, figure out what's missing
Sarah: yeah, that's probably right
Sarah: maybe I'll try talking to mocha at some point
Sarah: I mean, mica
Sarah: mica's the name, right?
Cade: Yes.
Sarah: okay.
Cade: His handle is wizardlyLuminary.
Sarah: okay, thank you Cade.
Sarah: sorry for all the trouble I caused you.
Cade: Don't worry about it. Just let me know if there's anything you think I could do to repair the damage.
Cade: I'd offer to try right now, but that exhausted my pluck...
Sarah: I'm.. not sure the damage should be repaired
Cade: Well, your choice.
Sarah: Clearly I forgot whatever it was that made me want to erase my memories of my sister
Sarah: you know, aside from her... being on a deceased list
Sarah: plus those are usually 50/50 anyway
Cade: Do you remember the way back to your planet?
Sarah: the voices can guide me ba-
Sarah: whoa these guys are upset
Sarah: I was mistreating the hell out of them
Sarah: okay, yeeah, I'm gonna go
Sarah: I can find my way.
Sarah has begun to depart
Cade: Take care.
Sarah has begun talking to Cade.
Sarah: Oh good, you're already on the quest bed..
Cade: I've been warned about the shit you're going to try to pull.
Cade: I'd tell you off for planning to tier someone without their consent, but I suppose I was planning the same before you agreed to it.
Sarah: Yeah I'm just keeping up appearances, I legitimately have none of the energy to actually do the fucking game.
Sarah: I needed an excuse to find you and ask you to do something for me though.
Cade: Oh?
Sarah: Erase everything I know about my ecto-sister from my soul.
Cade: What?
Sarah: I want her completely gone from my memory.
Cade: That seems a bit drastic. Why?
Sarah: She's dead.
Sarah: And if it's the one minor possible case where she isn't, I'll probably do something that will get a lot of people killed
Cade: I'm going to need a better explanation than that.
Sarah: So take out my shiny, and get her out of my mind before I cause way too much collateral damage.
Sarah: I don't need to explain I just need you to do this.
Cade: Well I don't see why I should do it without hearing the full story.
Sarah: You have no right to my privacy.
Cade: You have no right to my powers.
Sarah: Just be the goddamn doctor heart players are meant to be and surgically remove this tumor.
Cade: You do realize that I'm the last person who you can just demand to do something for you with no proper explanation, right?
Sarah: I just. Need. This. Done.
Sarah: I don't want to talk about it, I don't want it discussed, I don't want people spreading and sharing it
Sarah: I just want it gone.
Cade: As the Heart player here, I'm supposed to have the wisest judgment on what shiny edits are and aren't necessary. And I can't judge without the full story.
Cade: Not to mention, you haven't even actually asked me to do it.
Cade: Entitled, much?
Sarah: Can you please remove this cancerous section of my soul, oh great and powerful Cade Belrose?
Cade: Sarcasm's not very polite, Sarah.
Cade: And you still haven't explained why you want me to do this.
Sarah: I don't want to. I'm not interested in recounting my life story to someone who most people can barely stand as is.
Cade: Then you must not want the memories gone that badly.
Sarah pulls out her gun slowly, looking at it carefully, not aiming it at Cade, yet.
Sarah: If you do this for me, we can both walk away happy.
Cade: Are you threatening me?
Sarah: That's a good question.
Sarah looks down into the barrel of her gun.
Sarah: It's amazing how easy it is for regular people to die if they want to.
Sarah: But in sburb, if we want anything significant to happen, we pretty much always have to rely on someone else.
Sarah: we can't even die by our own accord.
Sarah: My sister is effectively dead, and on the off chance that she's on that list because she was abducted by an other I'm guaranteed to go skipper on whatever Other captured her.
Sarah: My sister has been a drain on every fibre of my being, session after session after session
Sarah: she haunts my dreams and my mind and my soul, like a scar I can't get rid of.
Cade: You do realize that almost every god damn person in this game has lost their family and doesn't go on gun-pointing, rambling soliloquies about it, right?
Sarah: Not everyone has a psychomanipulative monster for a sister.
Sarah: or rather, for a mother, who they escaped, and when they escaped they finally had a chance to create and be free
Cade: If she was so awful, why're you so torn up about what happened to her?
Sarah: I never had the chance to confront her
Sarah: It's not the same, confronting a corpse. They've already lost.
Sarah: I can never be free, it's the perfect bardic irony.
Sarah: Unless
Sarah: Someone gets rid of the memory.
Sarah: Of everything I knew about her.
Cade: Wow, you really are a pathetic wreck about this. Can't just get over it on your own, huh?
Sarah: Who are you to judge me. You rolled heart. I'm only here because you're my only option.
Cade: Alright, I'll repress your memories for you. Hurray for unhealthy ways of dealing with things. But it'll take quite a bit of finesse, so it'd probably be a good idea to godtier before I attempt it.
Sarah: Yeah alright.
Sarah: Head or head?
Cade: What?
Sarah: Head or head?
Cade: ...You're very crude.
Cade: Neither of those is very dramatic, especially not the more euphemistic one. Through the heart would be much more appropriate.
Sarah: I just really want to shoot you in the dick right now.
Cade: If you do, I won't help you.
Sarah: Yeah that's why you don't have a bullet in your dick right now.
Sarah: God, honestly you'd probably be best off just giving me a full personality reset
Sarah: Just erasing everything you can and seeing what sticks
Cade: I can think of a few people in the chat who might be upset with me if I did that, including one I'm trying to court.
Sarah: Why? I'm awful.
Cade: They seem to like you, for some reason.
Sarah: They like an idea of me. An old one.
Sarah: Maybe a factory reset could get me back there.
Cade: I don't know if I have the skill required to pull that off. I'm a Guard, not a Prince.
Sarah: Open your mouth. I'm gonna make sure we do this on the first try.
Cade: This is probably the most unpleasant context in which anyone's ever told me to open my mouth, you know.
Sarah: Heart death takes a second to be felt. Brain death is instant.
Sarah: You'll feel the pain for the minimum amount of time.
Sarah: plus I think shooting you in the mouth is perfectly poetic.
Cade: But it's hardly dramatic at all, having blood pool at the back of my head as opposed to staining my lapel crimson.
Sarah: okay fuck it we'll do it the easy way
Sarah unloads her clip while aiming at Cade's head.
Sarah: pain in the ass.
Eventually, Cade makes it back to the quest bed, now clad in a deep fuchsia Guard outfit with a pink heart on the chest. He goes to retrieve his inventory and looks over his corpse, curling his lip in disgust.
Cade: Really? It wasn't enough for you to steal away my big dramatic moment, you had to go and blast my beautiful face to bits instead of at least killing me the way I wanted?
Sarah: You really expected me to shoot you in the heart so you could have some fairytale bullshit?
Cade: It's not "fairytale bullshit", it's good storytelling.
Cade: Come on, this game is all ABOUT storytelling, and I'm the fucking Guard of Heart.
Sarah: No it's not
Sarah: first of all, a guard of heart getting shot in the heart is probably gonna drop the arc slightly
Cade: It's ironic.
Sarah: because your job is to guard it not to draw bullets to it
Sarah: second of all
Sarah: Sburb isn't about storytelling
Sarah: it's about suffering
Sarah: welcome to the club
Cade: Storytelling requires suffering.
Cade: When's the last time you read a book where everyone was happy and nothing went wrong?
Sarah: Suffering doesn't require a story to bastardize it
Sarah: pretending that awful things aren't horrific
Sarah: pretending that you can just blow off something because it was beautiful when in reality it was still horrific.
Sarah: think about it, me shooting you in the heart and in the head is functionally the same
Sarah: the only difference is that when I shoot you in the heart you get to give it some false sense of meaning
Cade: But the heart would have looked better. Looks are important.
Sarah: looks are irrelevant.
Sarah: and even if they did I quite like this look for you better.
Cade: You know, I think I might be beginning to change my mind about graciously deciding to help you.
Sarah: my offer to shoot you in the dick still stands
Cade: If you do that, you can go ahead and enjoy those memories for the rest of your sad little life.
Sarah: alright. just do it already.
Cade: I think maybe you should apologize for going against my wishes and being so rude first.
Sarah: I am sorry, oh great, and wise, and powerful, a virile, and modest Cade.
Sarah: ((*and))
Cade: Modest? Please.
Cade: Now, maybe try to act a bit more grateful about all this. I'm probably going to have to burn almost all the bonus pluck I got from godtiering.
Sarah: Oh boo hoo just get on with it
Cade: What did I just say?
Sarah: You're milking this for all it's worth, stop.
Cade: I'm doing something very nice for you and you're being an asshole.
Cade: All I want is a sincere please and thank you, and maybe for you not to act like I'm pissing in your cereal instead of doing something at your behest.
Sarah: You're also being an asshole. You've been milking this the whole time.
Sarah: Alright.
Sarah: But you better get this right.
Sarah: Please, Cade. I need this.
Cade: I swear to do my utmost.
Cade: Now, you should probably sit down.
Sarah sits down
Cade kneels down in front of her and carefully reaches into her chest, then withdraws his hand, gingerly holding a pulsing ball of pink light. He gets to work, tentatively turning it about and squinting at it, then beginning to manipulate it with his fingers.
A rumbling can suddenly be heard in the distance. Sheep. A stampede of goddamn sheep. DS is riding the one at the lead.
The sheep have rocket shoes.
Sarah: What the fu-
Cade: Oh shit
Sheep horde: BAAAAAAAAAAA
The shaking of the ground and the insanity of the distraction cause Cade to fumble in the delicate work that he's doing. He quickly pulls his fingers out of the shiny and lets go of it, but the damage has been done.
Sarah: What the fuck! What's going on! Where am I?! Sheep?!
Cade: Oh no
Semotu activates [Ice Coffin] on SC.
Semotu: i haaaave aaaarrived to stop her from killing you!
Cade: ...DS, you fucking idiot
Semotu: whaaaat? whaaaat could be the problem?
Semotu: she's in staaaasis, she's fine
Cade: I want you to take a look at what's on my quest bed. And take a look at what I'm wearing. And take a look at what I'm holding. And guess what you might have just interrupted.
Semotu: ding dong the witch is deaaaad
Semotu: but seriously nice going getting distraaaacted numbnuts
Semotu: i'm off to go find our feaaaarless leaaaader. now thaaaat's someone who caaaan aaaappreciaaaate sheep.
Semotu: i aaaassume
Semotu: haaaaven't aaaactuaaaally taaaalked to them much
Semotu: whaaaatever
DS stampedes off, and as he does so, deactivates [Ice Coffin].
Sarah: What the fuck just happened and why don't I remember who you are.
Sarah: Actually, I can feel... a few holes in my memory...
Sarah: What did you just do?
Sarah grabs her head
Cade: Okay, just try to stay calm...
Cade: Can you remember who you are?
Sarah: I'm Sally Angrybird - No, no that's wrong
Sarah: That's a nickname from.... someone
Sarah: I'm Sarah.
Sarah: Sarah Falkenrath.
Cade: Okay, good.
Cade: Now, try not to freak out...
Sarah: My friends who are still around include Jenny, Henry, and Jenny's ectosister Melanie.
Sarah: That asshole who just rode away. I know him. He's got a sheep thing going on.
Cade: I'm a sessionmate of yours right now, the Guard of Heart. We're on my planet, you just helped me godtier, and then you asked me to help you by removing all memories of a certain person.
Cade: And that sheep ASSHOLE charged in at the worst possible moment, making me botch the shiny edit.
Cade: You, uh... You can have this back, by the way.
Sarah: That would distract somebo- oh
Sarah: uh, thanks
He lets go of SC's shiny, letting it float back into her chest.
Sarah: hoo, okay
Sarah: let me go through people I know, see if I can feel the holes.
Sarah: yes, yes, yes, i know I should but no, yes, yes, no, no.
Cade: I'm sorry this happened, it wasn't my intention.
Sarah: Oh wow this person and I talked a lot but I have no idea who they are, I just know I interacted with them a lot...
Cade: My name is Cade Belrose, by the way.
Sarah: Who's the guy who's living with Fred?
Sarah: Nice to uh, re-meet you Cade
Sarah: I'm sure we must've been pretty good friends
Sarah: Sorry I uh, don't remember you
Cade: Ah... Not sure if I'd put it that way, but it's alright.
Cade: The one living with Fred is Mica. Have you forgotten him completely?
Sarah: oh, just a business relationship, I get it.
Sarah: yeah no that name does not ring a bell
Sarah: I feel kinda bad about it though, for some reason?
Sarah: like, I really hurt him? oh no.
Cade: Yes, I believe you did.
Cade: It's pretty easy to do, though.
Sarah: That doesn't make it okay. :/
Sarah: oh, I think I remember who I wanted erased
Sarah: but why? she's my sister? she's gre- oh no.
Sarah: oh i lied to everyone
Sarah: why would I do that?
Cade: What?
Cade: What did you lie about?
Sarah: my sister was always good to me
Sarah: my mother was a mess but my sister was much better
Sarah: and now... she's...
Sarah: and I wanted to forget her
Sarah: what the fuck happened to me
Sarah: that isn't who I am. Why was I acting like that?
Cade: Beats me.
Cade: Anyways, I'm getting the feeling that maybe you should take some time alone to sort this out...
Sarah: I need to trace my steps, figure out what's missing
Sarah: yeah, that's probably right
Sarah: maybe I'll try talking to mocha at some point
Sarah: I mean, mica
Sarah: mica's the name, right?
Cade: Yes.
Sarah: okay.
Cade: His handle is wizardlyLuminary.
Sarah: okay, thank you Cade.
Sarah: sorry for all the trouble I caused you.
Cade: Don't worry about it. Just let me know if there's anything you think I could do to repair the damage.
Cade: I'd offer to try right now, but that exhausted my pluck...
Sarah: I'm.. not sure the damage should be repaired
Cade: Well, your choice.
Sarah: Clearly I forgot whatever it was that made me want to erase my memories of my sister
Sarah: you know, aside from her... being on a deceased list
Sarah: plus those are usually 50/50 anyway
Cade: Do you remember the way back to your planet?
Sarah: the voices can guide me ba-
Sarah: whoa these guys are upset
Sarah: I was mistreating the hell out of them
Sarah: okay, yeeah, I'm gonna go
Sarah: I can find my way.
Sarah has begun to depart
Cade: Take care.