[ he mostly does!! it's not like the campus itself has changed... like i can probably remember where things are at on my old high school campus if i ever went back there. anyway!! hope kind of hovers by futaba's side as they approach fall dorm, keeping a subtle eye on her. ]
[ thinking about my own hs, this is more true than i'd like to think about. hm.
anyways! futaba pokes around, absolutely fascinated by the actual college esque dorm and grounds her alter got to reside in. this already looks way more fun and entertaining than subd's village situation. ]
I've definitely dreamt about an isekai like this before. Weird doesn't even begin to cover it.
[ but since this also them meem week it only immediately gets worse. yaaay! the stardust pachoos at the both of them when they reach a corner and straight into othertaba's no good, horrible, terrible cyoa (bad end). ]
[ he meant to ask her wtf an isekai is, but. well. This Is Happening. there's so much to think about as hope stands here, unable to affect anything he watches play before him. he recognizes most of the people on this trip, both real and imitated, and that's one thing... but it must be something else entirely for futaba, whose memories are not congruent with these ones at all, despite the subject very much being her. ]
[ oh. oh....! it's her but it's not her but it's still her thoughts and memories(?) and all the feelings she would have had in the first place. to say it fucks her up is putting it lightly. she doesn't know this place. she doesn't know these people. and yet the emotions resonate within her strongly enough to be hers. to know this luckier version of her went through something so miserable it truly does put things in a new perspective, doesn't it?
when it's over, she stumbles, putting a hand to her head. talk about a total wipeout...! she doesn't want to go on a side quest anymore. ]
But why am I seeing her-.....? [ she shakes her head repeatedly to clear the last of the brain whammy, squinting vaguely at the campus. IS THIS YOUR DOING?? ]
Perhaps... because you're the same person, and the other Futaba was a Wiwaldi student, the nature of this week's effect let you access her memories...?
[ he frowns, then shakes his head in defeat. ]
I'm not sure. Did you have excursions like this in the game you were originally at?
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This must be a weird experience for you, huh?
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anyways! futaba pokes around, absolutely fascinated by the actual college esque dorm and grounds her alter got to reside in. this already looks way more fun and entertaining than subd's village situation. ]
I've definitely dreamt about an isekai like this before. Weird doesn't even begin to cover it.
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themmeem week it only immediately gets worse. yaaay! the stardust pachoos at the both of them when they reach a corner and straight into othertaba's no good, horrible, terrible cyoa (bad end). ]no subject
[ he meant to ask her wtf an isekai is, but. well. This Is Happening. there's so much to think about as hope stands here, unable to affect anything he watches play before him. he recognizes most of the people on this trip, both real and imitated, and that's one thing... but it must be something else entirely for futaba, whose memories are not congruent with these ones at all, despite the subject very much being her. ]
Ngh...Fu—...no, Navi... are you okay?
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when it's over, she stumbles, putting a hand to her head. talk about a total wipeout...! she doesn't want to go on a side quest anymore. ]
What the fuck.
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Yamato, Taichi, Lalli... we were all in the same dorm. That must be why you—why the other Futaba saw them.
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Man, that's one way to learn what not to do.
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[ he frowns, then shakes his head in defeat. ]
I'm not sure. Did you have excursions like this in the game you were originally at?
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[ something something leaving a presence blah blah. but she shakes her head regardlessly!! ]
The others did but I died faaaaar too early to go myself.
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