Ranryu
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"What's wrong?"
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"Not sure. He was in my head, like Tors... but not. He didn't want me to gag TAAron." She looked at the poor man, gagged and bruising where she had punched him. Sorry.
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Wynn put a hand to her temple. "I...uh... I must have sent that memory to the Shadow Realm when I was fighting off Malum. Weird. Usually I try to use older memories." She looked at her feet. "Do you think he can do that again? Or to other people?"
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Wynn inspected him. Dang it girl, why'd you have to punch him so hard? "I didn't break anything, at least. He might have a concussion or something. I'm not a medical expert." Wynn suddenly looked around at their surroundings in confusion. "Uh... Where are we?"
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"...Oh. Malum... in my head. Ow. Is TAAron okay?"
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Wynn stumbled. "Mmm... What?" She asked, disoriented.
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"I've felt worse. Besides, there's not enough of me left to go insane. I can take anything you throw at me." Wynn gagged TAAron through a haze of pain.
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Wynn didn't answer. Instead, she punched TAAron full-force in the face. Then she looked confused. Dang. Too far.
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"The... Shadow Realm is... beyond time. Like stasis." Wynn gritted her teeth and pushed against the invader. "The pain would be... the same as what he experiences now." GETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUT
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Wynn managed to speak while trying to force him out of her head. "If I send TAAron to the Shadow Realm, his body will be lifeless, unable to be controlled by any force until I choose to bring his soul back. Wanna bet that I'll go through with it?"
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I love this. I love that we needed to know this.
(For context, look at my location)
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"NO ONE is allowed in my head without permission. GET OUT OR I'LL MAKE YOU." Wynn directed the full force of her consciousness- her thoughts, power, and pain- towards Malum. "Leave me alone, or I'll cut your puppet's strings."
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Wynn shook her head roughly. "No. NO! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" Acting on instinct, she mustered a huge blast of Shadow Magic, trying to force Malum out of her head.
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Wynn recoiled. "Stop it! What are you doing?"
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Wynn shook her head. Nonsense, pure nonsense. "The gag is going back on now."
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Wynn growled. The sound of his voice grated on her nerves. "Shut up or I'll gag you again."
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"Better safe than sorry." Wynn sniffed. "I don't trust anything that comes out of your mouth."
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Wynn turned to Nameless. "We still have his metals, right?" She whispered.
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Wynn readied herself for a fight.
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Not that kind of hate. The petty kind. When you disagree with someone's ideas on a fundamental level, but they've never actually done anything to you. I've seen it before, but I don't think I've ever felt it until now. Wynn's hands were shaking, blood still dripping down. I don't like this feeling. Sykel has done nothing to me personally, but I feel like it would be okay if I sent her to the Shadow Realm. Tors, what do I do?
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Wynn stared at her bleeding hand. Hmm. I didn't think of that. She turned and glared at Sykel. Some people... Tors, have you ever hated anyone before?
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I'm writing it down so I don't forget. The way things are going, I doubt my memory will last to the end of the quest.
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I have an internal dialogue most of the time, although I'm not sure if having conversations with fake people in my head counts. Sometimes I'll say stuff out loud without realizing it, and with no context, everyone thinks I'm crazy.
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How often do your younger siblings fight? Mine scream at each other quite often.
