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11/06 - Δ Hidden Forbidden Dead Wood
FROM DEEP WITHIN THE VOID
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ᴡʜᴏ: ◼̷̠̞͓̟̞͔̀̀̅̈̈️̴̛͚̠͕̰̯͕͉̀̈́̀̇̌̕◼̸͇̣̖̏̉͐̓̅̇͑̕̚️̶̨̱̘̙̺͚͍̼̐́̈́͝͝◼̷͔̓͝️̷͍̻̜̙͙̦̈́͊̾́̉̔̈́͋͂◼̴̣̜͕̹̎̌̔̒͝͠️̵͍͎͓̲́͐͠◼̴̧͙̬͕̙̤̤̮̠͙̦̰͐́̒̓̿͘͘️̷̹̻̰̖̲̭͊̐̊̌́̒̿̏͒̄̊̀◼̷̯͈̤̲̤̣͋️̷̲͕̯̫̰̮͔̰̐͂̋◼̴̼̘͍͚̜̹͎͖͙̯̺́️̴̛̩̻̠̐̕͝◼̴͇̬͙̤̄͊̐̀͂̔️̵͉͇̭̜͉͓͍͉͔̼͙̽̈̓̿͑̏́̿̎̕̚ͅ
ᴡʜᴀᴛ: ◼̴̟̯̦̲͛̾️̴̧̡̗̫̥̝̭͙̞͙̖͋͛̒̈́̄̔̅̏͜◼̵̝̦̞̲͓̜͑️̴̨͚̭̗̳̈́͊̈́ͅ◼̸͚̹̫̥͎̟̫̯̩̇̽̾͑̊̉̀̄̉͋̈️̵̖̺̝͍̲͎̏̈́͗̏̅̈̌̈́̕◼̵̨̭̥̈́́̆́͛̔̕️̶̧̣̰̱̘͊͊́̈́̅͘͜◼̷̳̦̈͂̽̈́͝͝️̵̞̠͎̒͌̑̒͐̃◼̸͔̙͇̍̿́͊̃͐̔️̴̠̯̣͇̪̬͉̮̗̃̓̎͑͠ͅ◼̵̻́͒̿͑̑͗͝️̷͔̯̟̣͕̜͓̰͐◼̸̢͇͔̙̊͜️̶̟̞͖̳̞̳̙͉̐͊͆̀̏͗̋̇̈́͠͝◼̵̢͙̝̰̻̖͈͖̗̪̯̬̔͋̒͆̏̉̓́͂̚️̵̙͚͓̓̃͐̎̎͗̊̀̔͋̋◼̵̹̺̘̺͚̳͑̔͛́̀͌́̈́̈̽̽͠️̶̭͚͎̼͖̣̫̙̅̌͐̇͑̾͜
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: ▟̷̠̿▞̵̲̆▝̴̜͌▜̸̤̋▛̸̨̒▚̶̨̃▙̷̗̄▘̷̮̇▗̷̗͋▖̵͙̐▜̷̒͜▟̷̘͊▚̶͈͐
ᴡʜᴇɴ: Monday, 11/06
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: self-harm, depression, suicide ideation, murder and possible others
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ラッキー・ブルート
ADO UTA://CORBENIK  |
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| 01. | Phase 8: Corbenik Chikayo Fukuda |
02:55 | |
| 02. | Show（唱）
ADO |
03:10 | |
| 03. | 夜のピエロ ADO |
03:20 | |
| 04. | 馬鹿 歌いました ADO |
03:21 | |
| 05. | ラストリゾート 歌いました
ADO |
03:07 | |
| 06. | 過学習 ADO |
03:35 | |
| 07. | よくばり 歌いました ADO |
03:29 | |
| 08. | いばら ADO |
04:20 | |
| 09. | 逆光 ADO |
04:10 | |
| 10. | Tot Musica ADO |
03:22 | |
| 11. | ウタカタララバイ ADO |
03:13 | |
| 12. | マザーランド ADO |
04:21 | |
| 13. | アディショナルメモリー 歌いました ADO |
04:01 | |
| 14. | 永遠のあくる日
ADO |
04:07 | |
| 15. | 会いたくて（Piano & Strings Ver.） ADO |
05:24 | |
| 16. | Himawari ADO |
04:19 | |
| 17. | 風のゆくえ
ADO |
04:47 | |
| 18. | 世界のつづき ADO |
04:55 | |
| 19. | インタビュア 歌いました ADO |
04:28 | |
| 20. | Dead World: Indieglut Lugh Chikayo Fukuda |
15:00 | |
'spotify' design by mistojen
THE PERSON THAT I'M MEANT TO BE
if only she could properly introduce herself to them by her real name and face them as her real self. if only she could stretch out her hand with a bright smile and ask them to be friends—to make all sorts of fun memories together. to learn their real names. if only she could invite them over to an empty home when this was all over and fill it with sounds of laughter and joy that had gone silent after her family was murdered.
there were so many things she wished she could do as unna dalgaard, but, at the same time, she was still able to meet people who loved her and would keep her legacy with them—hopefully even share it with others—and how could she regret these experiences? no, she could never. there is no voice for her to use in order to share her final thoughts with them, but if she could they'd be nothing complicated. the same parting words her father gave her on that horrible day but she carried with her and gave her strength in her darkest days.
with that, the light from her eyes vanish, her body goes completely limp, and unna dalgaard is dead. the area slowly returns to normal with the song from before starting up as the party now finds themselves on the shoreline. then as her avatar fades away in pieces to reveal yet another body, unna would have wished she could do something for what they'll find—to, once again, protect them from this pain and keep it to herself.
the smooth, pristine skin of her avatar is replaced by something considerably wrong. even if unna hadn't looked exactly as she did in the photo that the news article shared, her skin shouldn't feel leathery. her skin wouldn't look red, swollen, and charred. covered in dried blood. it's all very, very wrong. the girl that they had fought so hard to save had already known her fate and accepted it long before anyone else could. gently as she could, she tried to prepare everyone for it.
"all that is left of me is what you see right now."
in the arms of yoo joonghyuk, or otherwise known as punisher, was the body, the corpse, of the girl who was reported dead just a few days over a month ago. reported dead on her birthday—a fact she did not make known to anyone. they have succeeded in what they set out to do; they killed corbenik, however, they failed in what they wanted to do. there was hope to save unna dalgaard for all that was left of her was what they had all seen.
but if their words were true then she would never be forgotten. ]
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Was...this supposed to happen?
Ganymede tries to recall what happened with Mithrun and Misteaks, and he doesn't remember anything like this happening...
...
Ganymede just falls to his knees, saying nothing, and just looking at the ground.
Hah. He really was hopeless and stupid all along? Clinging to hope foolishly in the end. There really was nothing left of her? Nothing...
He holds his head and he just screams. ]
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It's just too bad that there was nothing waiting in real life. Unna Daalgard had long since passed, as written on the news, charred and burned to death. Oriade keeps his gaze even as Unna's corpse becomes something near unrecognizable due to the burns. He won't cry, not here. Especially not when he ordered Punisher to deliver the last blow.
...
He'll wait for everyone to finish their grieving. ]
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[ Punisher's voice is surprisingly soft when he finally gathers some strength to speak up. ]
Let's wait. Maybe it's not over.
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She's dead, Punisher. No one gets burned to this point and lives.
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[ Honestly, a part of him knows that he's not making any sense, but he just keeps going. ]
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Oriade walks up to him. ]
Punisher.
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[ It's going to be harder with each passing day, he knows. Another miracle might never happen. ]
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He raises his hand and slaps Punisher across the face. Hard. Oriade let him deny her death the first time. He won't let it happen again. ]
If you do something stupid in Unna's name, you'll regret it. So let yourself grieve and mourn for her. She's not coming back. I'm not telling you this again.
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Maybe if you hit me a few times, I'll finally understand.
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[ Oriade nearly growls out. ]
You won't. It's a disservice when she sent us off with a smile on her face. Don't you ever... forget that.
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[ Punisher's eyes are fixed on her corpse when he says that. ]
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[ Oriade regrets not delivering the final blow, because Punisher is like this. ]
I'm gonna drag you out of here.
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[ Give him a moment. ]
What can I do...
[ Punisher bites his bottom lip, as if he wanted to prevent the words from spilling from his mouth. ]
What can I do to help?
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[ If yjh is gonna hide the corpse, oriade will kill him ]
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You're...
[ So used to this. He can't bring himself to say it, though. ]
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Yup. Me.
[ He has a feeling of what Punisher is about to say, but he doesn't confirm it explicitly either. For all he knows, he could have said he's freaky or creepy for taking this "well". ]
Let's go.
[ He goes over to Memoir and Ganymede to help them so that they can finally leave. ]
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Her corpse is present. He reached for her charred, bloodied hand. He doesn't let go.
He will hang onto it until he's forced to leave.
Uta. Unna Tott. ... Unna Dalgaard, never forgotten. No memory wipe can erase the fondness, sorrow, and regret he feels in his heart towards his dearly beloved friend.
Unna told him she couldn't see the world.
He'll just have to be her eyes. He'll see it all for her. ]
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If he believed the news.
If he mourned properly with Oriade instead of just watching from afar.
If he sent more messages.
If he knew Unna's favorite song.
If he didn't perform that last attack.
Holding her charred body close, he's at a loss for words. He'd rather repeat that fight over and over again until they found a way. ]