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Pretty dern harsh all around. Both by Al and to Al. I like it.

Every good RPG has an equally good minigame. Ours is Try to Understand Mary.

Nein! She must learn through pain! No pain, no gain! :mad:

Ammy just needs to get her Ethereal mission. That'll spruce things up for ya. :P

"Off with her helmet!" *hiss* "OH JESUS ON WITH HER HELMET ON WITH HER HELMET"

And just because she was nice to Emily this time doesn't mean she always will be.

Aliens have hearts too. Wrinkled, atrophied hearts that stick out of their ribcages.

Thanks for checking in though, good to know we have some readers as well as writers. :) Also, I thought Frost would be swinging from the chandeliers right now, after that exchange. :P

You should know by now that Emily doesn't ignore problems when they're in the base. She slams her head directly into them. (usually it's just to annoy the nurses though, not for any kind of ideological purpose)

“Respect?” Emily was incensed by the word, and raised her voice. “You’ve ripped apart humans, turned them into monsters and imbeciles, just for your amusement! You don’t respect me, or anyone!” The New Ones were an inferior race, and for some subjects, they still seem to be. However, you…...

Emily slipped inside and closed the door carefully, spinning on her heels and grinning. A glint shined in her eyes as Luxuria connected with her mind again, and she stepped forward slowly, swinging her hips with each motion. Luxuria hovered closer with every step, until they were both at the...

I'm glad you Japanese speaking lads include your own subtitles, because I'd be boned if not. Also, if you missed it, Emily's mind retreats to the past, and sees a positive side to her upbringing that has so far been ignored. Probably want to see the end bit too.

And you're the DM, which means you make everyone happy. Until the falling rocks/three-headed politically aware dragon named after you/Twilight fanfiction tie-in come.

No one will ever beat Zombie, unless he leaves for like a year and a new lord of the realm has risen.

It's...empowering. Yeah, empowering.

// MEMORY: WARMTH // Amelia Fischer, 6 Home of Robert and Susan Fischer Concord, New Hampshire, USA August 3rd, 1997 - 7:21 AM The sunlight glitters between the plastic slats of the window, inviting me to play, but I ignore it today. The smell of dew-covered grass and steaming pancakes waft...

Very tense, like the reverse chronological thing you did. :) And now it's time for me to whip the mood...

irony

Is just babby nap. I see no reason to panic. Not like I have other well-characterized people that I can control, or Luxuria inflicted her with a massive amount of mental trauma, or the medical staff has no idea how to fix her...I'm sure it'll all just work out. :3