Voices from Heaven (
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driftfleet2019-01-20 07:25 pm
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dreams in digital
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The twenty men are here because of you. You killed their ring leader's brother and he wants you to fight all twenty of them gathered here today, one on one, in exchange for your sister's life. The problem is that your heart just isn't into fighting anymore. Ever since that old crone put the immortality worms into your body fighting has lost all it's meaning. So instead to quicken the pace up you offer to fight them all on together. You'll even fight them barehanded if that's what they really want so long as they just let your sister Machi go free. They are less than impressed by the offer.]
Enough with this bullshit man! Don't give me this 'barehanded' crap! You're a goddamn samurai! You do that, where does that leave me? I got twenty guys together to fight the one of you!
[You just scoff.] Why don't you all play tag? If you're good boys I'll watch you.
[He snarls and places his hand on his sword as if he's about to draw it. Then suddenly his face softens and he orders his men to release the girl.] The hell with it. I overestimated the guy. I don't waste time on trash like him.
[Someone cuts Machi free and she starts to run towards you. Happily crying out your name as she does. This doesn't sit right with you. Something about it all seems off and it's too late to stop it once you realize why it feels that way.
The ringleader – he gave his name earlier but you didn't bother to remember it – draws his two blades. the very blades Loki had touched to start this memory, and strikes out towards Machi with them.] This ain't my fault, I warned ya I'd have some fun with her! Didn't I, Manji?
[Too far away to do anything about it you can only watch as he slices her in two. Her face more surprised than pain as she falls to the ground in pieces. But it wasn't enough for the bastard. He leaps into the air to strike at her again and you throw yourself over the top of your sister's corpse to protect it from further damage.
With a grunt of pain you can feel his swords sink deep. Ramming through all the way out the other side of your body with nearly all four prongs of the twin bladed weapons.] The sister dies, the brother follows. [He gloats above you, thinking that he has won this.] See ya, pal. In the next life you two can hang out together. You satisfied fool? This pathetic way to go good enough for you? It's all your own damn fault!
[Slowly you rise to your feet while getting your breathing back under control. It always hurts like a bitch when someone strikes your lungs like he just did. There's little satisfaction to be gained from the surprise and horror to his voice as you steadily stand on your feet yet again.] Son of a bitch! What the hell ARE you man!? Some kind of freaken zombie!?
My fault? Yeah. You're right about that. Her husband dead. Her losing her mind. It's all my fault. And the funny thing is, she couldn't even hate me for it. She didn't know how to anymore. [You turn towards your sister's murder with a bitter smile.] Thanks baldy. I guess it really is my only choice. I feel better now.
[He seems confused, but also hopeful at your unsettling calm exterior to what has just happened. Inside? Inside you're full of rage ready to be released.] Cool! So you're gonna fight? One on one?
Naw. [You give your arms a quick flick and the twelve different types of blades fall out of the sleeves of your kimono.] Instead I'll show you whether I can still do a hundred. So keep your eyes on the blades, buddy! See if you can count 'em.
[You don't make this an easy way to die. Moving so quickly and attacking him with such a wide arrange of weapons he doesn't even have any sort of chance to respond to you. In the end his head splits open with his stupid looking face of shock still on it. Before he even falls your body has fully healed from the earlier attack you took.
The memory will fade out as Manji throws himself at the remaining men. It's a long and bloody battle that Manji simply won't be able to lose just because of one fact that the other men were finally understanding: He cannot die.
When he moonlight is gone and the sunny day is back, Manji still sits inspecting his weapon. Apparently please with the work that he has done.] Just needs a polish. Hand me that polisher there. [Only he doesn't point at the polisher does he? But he is pointing at something. What would Loki like to pick up next from the items that remain as the swords are now gone, but all the other items are still there. Or would he like to leave now?]
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Why are you polishing these?
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How droll. And when you're done, what do you do?
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[The samurai stares at Loki for a good long while. Trying to figure out why this picture didn't seem right despite what the dream state was telling him. The dream telling him that this is normal for Loki to be here, but Manji knows better. It shouldn't be a man. It should be a teenager.
Right? Isn't that right?] When I'm done? [He's having such a hard time holding onto that question in his head.] When I'm done then I'll finally be allowed to die.
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And death will grant you peace?
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But will the people you leave behind be done with you?
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If you say so.
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My arms are not scrawny.
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[So is leaving. The exit is if Loki just walks away, but Manji doesn't know that so he won't offer it as an option. He is of course welcomed to stay and continue to cause mischief if Loki desires!]
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Did you not hear me kid? Make yourself useful or you're not going to get any food tonight.
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I'm not who you think I am.
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lmk if this works! I'm happy to edit.
Enjoy cleaning. I'll be taking my leave now.
More than fine! If Manji is going to be an ass people should at least try to make him regret it
[He should know that this isn't normal. That people can't just throw dirt with a flick of their fingers like that, but he's stuck in a dream. Manji doesn't question it much like how any of these items are suppose to help him clean his blade. Instead he just goes along with it.] I don't even know why I'm trying to help you.
Last chance you spoiled brat. Clean up your mess or leave, but know this, if you leave there is no coming back. I'm not going to be there to save your ass anymore when you eventually get yourself killed.
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[ barring that this is a dreamscape, it's still bold to think loki gives 1% of care over his own life. ]
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