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photonicfighter) wrote2011-11-17 07:00 pm
photonicfighter) wrote2011-11-17 07:00 pm
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Chapter 7 - Pray, for "DAKKI" the distorted
[Action A - 458 Stone Street]
[Encouraged by her successes in producing reasonably tasty pancakes and perfectly acceptable sandwiches, Dakki decided to move on to something new. Something different. Something that, according to the instructions in the recipe book, didn't look all that difficult. She was going to make spaghetti with meat sauce.
So onions were chopped (poorly), garlic was minced (sortakinda), ground beef was browned, cans of tomatoes and tomato paste were emptied into a heavy-bottomed pot, and... wait. Wait, the recipe called for mushrooms. Where had that can of mushrooms gone? But how convenient that the front garden had such lovely, tempting-looking mushrooms growing in it...
And of course, she had to taste the sauce, after it had been simmering for a while. And then taste a little more, because it was quite good.
And then she set the spoon down, and stared at her hands with bewildered fascination.]
...These aren't mine.
No, no, they are, but...
Gat? Chen? Look, look! I have my first body back! Isn't that strange?
[Nothing of the sort has actually happened. She's still human. But she's quite convinced that she's a HUCaseal again.]
[Action B - Around Town, late afternoon]
♪ BGM: The nearest place to heaven part 1 (Repeat)
[Having wandered off with the intention of showing all of her new friends her old body, Dakki was soon distracted from this task. Mayfield's streets were no longer Mayfield's streets. To her, she was wandering the halls and shops of Pioneer 2, or the woods and fields around the Central Dome, or the warm caverns beneath Ragol's surface.]
...it's you? Oh! It's you! It's been so long!
[And everyone she comes across (and a few inanimate objects, for good measure) are being recognized as old friends and acquaintances and rivals.]
Don't you remember me? You... you do, don't you?
[But none of them have anything good to say, it seems. And she's rapidly growing more and more upset.]
[Action C - Around Town, evening]
♪ BGM: Pray, for "IDOLA" the distorted (Repeat)
[Dakki's magical mushroom hallucinatory voyage has moved into much choppier waters. She's back in the ruins beneath Ragol, reliving every traumatic moment she once experienced there. Which is manifesting outwardly as, for example, her rushing in to "save" someone from a nearby encroaching mailbox, slicing it into chunks with her photon saber. Or her tackling them out of the way of absolutely nothing. She hasn't attacked anyone, but some serious property damage is being racked up.]
Get away! Go! GO! RUN!
[Action D - Park, late evening]
♪ BGM: After the story 2 (Repeat)
[Physically exhausted from the late hour of the evening and the out-of-her gourd stressed-out exertion of the day, Dakki has collapsed. She has nothing more to give, but hallucinations still grip her. She can be found curled up in a ball, cowering behind a park bench, weeping horribly.]
Please... I can't do this, not anymore, I... I'm sorry... It's my fault...
[Encouraged by her successes in producing reasonably tasty pancakes and perfectly acceptable sandwiches, Dakki decided to move on to something new. Something different. Something that, according to the instructions in the recipe book, didn't look all that difficult. She was going to make spaghetti with meat sauce.
So onions were chopped (poorly), garlic was minced (sortakinda), ground beef was browned, cans of tomatoes and tomato paste were emptied into a heavy-bottomed pot, and... wait. Wait, the recipe called for mushrooms. Where had that can of mushrooms gone? But how convenient that the front garden had such lovely, tempting-looking mushrooms growing in it...
And of course, she had to taste the sauce, after it had been simmering for a while. And then taste a little more, because it was quite good.
And then she set the spoon down, and stared at her hands with bewildered fascination.]
...These aren't mine.
No, no, they are, but...
Gat? Chen? Look, look! I have my first body back! Isn't that strange?
[Nothing of the sort has actually happened. She's still human. But she's quite convinced that she's a HUCaseal again.]
[Action B - Around Town, late afternoon]
♪ BGM: The nearest place to heaven part 1 (Repeat)
[Having wandered off with the intention of showing all of her new friends her old body, Dakki was soon distracted from this task. Mayfield's streets were no longer Mayfield's streets. To her, she was wandering the halls and shops of Pioneer 2, or the woods and fields around the Central Dome, or the warm caverns beneath Ragol's surface.]
...it's you? Oh! It's you! It's been so long!
[And everyone she comes across (and a few inanimate objects, for good measure) are being recognized as old friends and acquaintances and rivals.]
Don't you remember me? You... you do, don't you?
[But none of them have anything good to say, it seems. And she's rapidly growing more and more upset.]
[Action C - Around Town, evening]
♪ BGM: Pray, for "IDOLA" the distorted (Repeat)
[Dakki's magical mushroom hallucinatory voyage has moved into much choppier waters. She's back in the ruins beneath Ragol, reliving every traumatic moment she once experienced there. Which is manifesting outwardly as, for example, her rushing in to "save" someone from a nearby encroaching mailbox, slicing it into chunks with her photon saber. Or her tackling them out of the way of absolutely nothing. She hasn't attacked anyone, but some serious property damage is being racked up.]
Get away! Go! GO! RUN!
[Action D - Park, late evening]
♪ BGM: After the story 2 (Repeat)
[Physically exhausted from the late hour of the evening and the out-of-her gourd stressed-out exertion of the day, Dakki has collapsed. She has nothing more to give, but hallucinations still grip her. She can be found curled up in a ball, cowering behind a park bench, weeping horribly.]
Please... I can't do this, not anymore, I... I'm sorry... It's my fault...