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badgernet_ooc2020-09-29 05:42 pm
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Test Drive 1
Test Drive 1
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Azra hesitates again. It's hard to stay angry at this.
And... what if Cami can think of a way to use this?
Azra sticks her axe in the ground. Pulls out a book - leather cover with a mirror on the outside. She starts writing in it, addressing the message to the princess. ]
They surrendered. What do I do?
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Ilai is holding fire.
Azra, you have fought them, and so I will defer to you. If I were to leave to meet them, would you be able to fight while protecting me if this one were to reveal ill intentions?
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I think so. They're good at dodging. But they've taken some hits already. I could finish them if they tried anything.
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[There's a short pause, as though Cami hesitates to write what she does next.]
I shall bring the necessities. I will be blindfolded, and I shall bring my spear as well.
And in case of the worst, a dagger.
[The dagger... is for her own eyes if the worst happens.]
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[ Slamming her book shut, she talks to Frisk again. Finally. ]
The Princess is coming. Don't get any funny ideas.
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Oh man, I really thought you were going to kill me there!
...I mean, you still probably are, but, uh. After negotiations.
[They sigh, stuffing their hands in their pockets.]
I'm... sorry, by the way. I really need to get out of the habit of opening battles with flirting. [They chuckle awkwardly.] I doubt it's nearly as cute when a fifteen year-old who's hit their growth spurt does it as opposed to a tiny twelve year-old.
Hold on, I got an idea.
[They dig a few pellets out of their pocket and present them to Azra.]
These are smoke pellets. With just a little bit of magic I can make them last a long time and shape them. I was thinking I could use one so that I'm covered in smoke and the princess won't have to look at me?
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And don't flirt with her either. You're right, it's not cute.
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[They put the pellets back and just. Stand there. Occasionally fidgeting, looking into the horizon for any sign of the princess.]
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She wears a long, flowing dress, lightly covered with leather armor. In one hand, she carries a spear, the head glowing with holy light. In the other, she carries a dagger, unmagical, yet sharp- Cruelly practical. Her eyes are covered by a black cloth, and she is guided by an elderly Japanese man, who murmurs something to Camiel as they stop.]
Know, Invader, that your surrender has not yet been accepted. I seek understanding, but I will not allow that desire to risk my people. Should you move with ill intent, Azra's axe will take your head. Should you speak with ill intent, my spear will take your heart. Do you understand and accept this, Invader?
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Fortunately, they know that their instincts at this point are wrong, so they instead bow in deference (even if she can't see it) and say in the most neutral tone they can muster,] Understood, Your Majesty.
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[The spear's glow seems to shift, subtly- As though it just acknowledged Frisk's agreement.]
Why did you come here?
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Three years ago, me and several people from a wide variety of worlds were brought to a planet called Vaikuntha in waves. We were tasked with defending it from an ancient conspiracy to re-summon a dragon god and begin the cycle of a world-eating Calamity anew. Our primary benefactor, Empress Ramaa, entrusted us all with the task of finding and awakening four legendary Eidolons to help defeat the dragon god when the time came.
Long story short, Ramaa played us all like a fiddle. She was the source of the scheme, and the worst part is that she won. Several times. The only reason why I'm standing before you today is because a fault in reality allowed us to repeat the same three days over and over again until we got everything perfect enough to take her on.
The reason I bring all of this up is that part of her scheme was, indeed, "defending" and "reconstructing" her old "nation." She was so desperate to get it back, to protect it from everything else, that she was willing to do anything in the name of that cause.
I admit I judged too quickly and let my past experiences [i.e. traumas] dictate my response, but the way you kept avoiding all of my questions as to what, exactly, you would do if the BadgerNet because a sufficient threat and what impact that would have on all the worlds connected to it reminded me far, far too much of Empress Ramaa.
I panicked, made assumptions, and floored it to get here, where I was intercepted by your soldier.
So I am here to ask you: if BadgerNet were judged to be a sufficient threat, would you cause harm to the other worlds connected to it if it meant uprooting the threat from Iden?
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[Her answer is immediate.]
I would not enjoy it. But my responsibility is not to other worlds. I am the Princess, heir to the throne, and one day I will be Queen. It is my duty and honor to focus all my being to protecting my people. If that is what it would take to protect those I care about from ever becoming you Invader's victims again, then I will gladly do so.
I need not the approval of sanctimonious, short-sighted children who arrogantly invade my world for their assumptions, who do not know the reality of what Sengeis faces every day.
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[Frisk smiles lopsidedly.
Oh, this is going to suck.]
I can see there's no way I can convince you that it's always worth it to try and find another solution. You're a leader, through and through. I can respect that, at least.
But I know a man who made a similar decision, in the name of vengeance and protecting his nation both, and it destroyed him. [Asgore and Cami obviously aren't the same, but... there are echoes.] And because it destroyed him, his country fell apart.
I can't say I know everything about the troubles plaguing this place. I mean, if I had to guess I'd say it's something along the lines of jerks coming from other worlds, proclaiming themself heroes, and for some reason the world bends over backwards to accommodate that delusion no matter the consequences for anyone else, but eh, I don't know that for sure.
But I need you to guarantee me that if it does come to that, you won't do the same. That you have the conviction to follow through and keep leading this world, no matter the consequences it has everywhere else.
I'm not a fighter. Never was, never will be. I can give and take a few hits, but it's not like I enjoy it. I've always been a talker. That's how I save people. And that obviously isn't going to work here. The best argument I can make in my favor is my own death. So take this axe and behead me, right here, right now.
Don't use your spear and hide behind holy conviction. I won't ask you to look me in the eyes for... obvious reasons, but I want you to at least look at my bloody corpse once I'm dead.
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How dare you.
I have no need for your approval. Nor do I have any desire to listen to your drivel. You are, in every way that matters, exactly the same as every other Invader. You did not seek to learn. You did not seek to understand. You heard us, you heard those of Iden, on that Badger Net, saying do not come here. And in your arrogance, you believed you knew better. That you were more correct, more just, more moral than we of this world. That you could simply enter and fix everything. That you could 'save people'. That you would be a hero.
You simply ignored everything that did not suit the story you told yourself. You told yourself our wishes didn't matter- No, you didn't consider our wishes whatsoever, even when explicitly told to you.
You are naught more than a base hypocrite, a child with delusions of being the only one who matters, just like every other we have slain. You seek to become a martyr? Then do it yourself. Throw yourself upon my spear or her axe. Else take your ship and leave Iden, and never return.
I had hoped in your surrender you may have understood, but I see now I was wrong. Perhaps I was the fool for daring to hope that another Invader might know reason.
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Full offense, Your Majesty, but you're not acting like a fool.
You're acting like a toddler.
Normally I'd go into a whole big speech here about how I can tell you've been through a lot, but even considering all of the bullshit this world has obviously put you through, that fact that you're acting like this proves you're a fundamentally immature brat who thinks that you're always in the right because the world has done you wrong.
I didn't came here to be a hero or whatever. I admit that I can be an arrogant little shit who ended up getting handed omnipotence on a silver platter way too early in life to handle that responsibility and that gave me several complexes that I'm still working through!
But that's the thing. At least I admit it.
I came here to see if my hunch was right—and I was really hoping it WASN'T, by the way!—that you were some sanctimonious wackjob who'd do anything to protect the vague ideal of "her people" even if it means getting blood on her hands, and surprise surprise, I was correct! Sanctimonious wackjobs have a place, though. Some people need to be selfish enough to protect the greater good, as long as you can recognize that you're not some divine being of pure justice. They can reflect and maybe even take a few steps back if they've gone too far. Not you, though.
I wasn't trying to fix everything. I just wanted to see if you had the balls to take a long look at yourself after doing something directly that you've only ordered your subordinates to do for you, if the circumstances of this IDF thing are any indication. And it looks like you don't. If you could've at least acknowledged that maybe you wouldn't have been happy with all that blood on your hands, I would've left here a happy "Invader," knowing that maybe you could be reasoned with to work together with others to solve your problem rather than act like a kid younger than you already are.
But no.
You simply ignored everything I said that did not suit the story you told yourself. You told yourself my wish to protect my own people didn't matter- no, you didn't consider my wish whatsoever, even when I explicitly told it to you.
You're nothing but a base hypocrite, a child with delusions of being the only one whose desires matter, just like Ramaa.
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[That's all you're getting, Frisk. Camiel is out, Taro leading her back the way they came.]
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Peace, jackass.
[They flash an angry peace sign at Cami before activating Time Compression. And in a blink of an eye they're in their cockpit again, taking off while rolling their eyes.]