PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
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- The Server Farm
Uh... She just ate a puppy, I don't think it's helping.
Shaping Up
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BarbatosLupus008
Certified Not Killer Giant Robot
- Location
- Behind You
It's not the same thing I dare say!
If you eat puppies its just-food.
If you kick the puppies it's animal cruelty.
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The Scholar
- Location
- At the Library
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- He
I second the motion!
Sophia not torturing puppies in her spare time? SOD broken!
>_<
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Don't make me go back and write a sidestory snip of her skinning and cooking that dog alive. I don't want to, but so help me, I will turn this character development around, right now!
Functionality
The Scholar
- Location
- At the Library
- Pronouns
- He
Please dont.Don't make me go back and write a sidestory snip of her skinning and cooking that dog alive. I don't want to, but so help me, I will turn this character development around, right now!
Reading it would be disturbing.
Im serious here.
She already ate one, ya got to wait a bit.
Yes please don't do that. I was pretty traumatized by a Mario Vargas Llosa animal cruelty scene. Yes messed up that I tolerate fictional human cruelty better but people ain't rational.
LostArchivist
Sane, unfortunately.
- Location
- The State of Confusion
of milk
Yay! She might be waking up. Now we just have to figure out who it is...
It's probably the actual Amy, just because I can see that as a final accidental Far Queue for the pile of suck that was her life.
Since I imagine her ability to actually use her powers isn't working as of the moment, she'd wake up in a horribly mutated form. Or am I being too pessimistic? Hopefully...
- Location
- Standing behind you...
Got an extra word here.
This story is not normally my thing but it's quite well written. Good job.
I would tend to concur. Whoever this is seems to have difficulty operating the body.
- Location
- atlantaa
Im somewhat hoping its a merger of Amy and shaper After they came to an exhoasting conversation. Sure amy may be in the pilot seat but she still have feeling for Sophia as she slowly undos Shaper monstrous changes.
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Don't make me go back and write a sidestory snip of her skinning and cooking that dog alive. I don't want to, but so help me, I will turn this character development around, right now!
Um... Why?
That's not cruel, it's pointless. You're skinning a struggling and noisy animal, taking extensive care to not nick any major arteries as you flay it alive, and then holding onto a still struggling and noisy, but now also slippery and bloody animal as you hold it over a fire to cook it alive while having to put significant effort into preventing it from wriggling itself into said fire or the dirt.
Or Sophia could phase a stick into the brain of a stray for no blood, crime investigation, or hassle.
There's evil, and then there's stupid, and skinning and cooking something alive for no reason is really stupid.
That's not cruel, it's pointless. You're skinning a struggling and noisy animal, taking extensive care to not nick any major arteries as you flay it alive, and then holding onto a still struggling and noisy, but now also slippery and bloody animal as you hold it over a fire to cook it alive while having to put significant effort into preventing it from wriggling itself into said fire or the dirt.
Or Sophia could phase a stick into the brain of a stray for no blood, crime investigation, or hassle.
There's evil, and then there's stupid, and skinning and cooking something alive for no reason is really stupid.
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PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
While mostly true, I'd argue that it is still cruel in spite of being pointless and stupid. Regardless, your suggestion doesn't let me make the same joke.
(In case it wasn't obvious that I was joking, I'm not actually writing a scene of Sophia torturing a dog to death... even if I think I could make a marvelously fucked up chapter out of it.)
(In case it wasn't obvious that I was joking, I'm not actually writing a scene of Sophia torturing a dog to death... even if I think I could make a marvelously fucked up chapter out of it.)
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Roth963
If I become inactive with this massage, I died
She can fold back into a human form.
Hecatonchires
Just an H-class cyborg with an octopus brain stem
- Location
- The Gong, NSW, Australia
I felt sorry for poor overburdened feeder tentacle. For a moment, and then I remembered it was an abomination.
- Location
- USA
I just started this story, and it's awesome! The second half of chapter 4 in particular was freakin' gold!
Oh wow, my fear about Amy eating was resolved pretty quickly. I'm betting that tentacle crawling was an automatic feeding system?
Sophia... I won't say she's becoming my favorite character, but she is becoming my most interesting one after Shaper Amy (Shamy?). Shadow Stalker thinking Victoria was influencing her into liking her instead of realizing she's starting to like Victoria was nice too. I hope we learn from Shaper. She's my favorite character in the story and it's not quite the same without her.
Sophia... I won't say she's becoming my favorite character, but she is becoming my most interesting one after Shaper Amy (Shamy?). Shadow Stalker thinking Victoria was influencing her into liking her instead of realizing she's starting to like Victoria was nice too. I hope we learn from Shaper. She's my favorite character in the story and it's not quite the same without her.
- Location
- USA
"Critical." Heh!
This! This is what's so great about this story. The train-wreck is at least half derp, and that makes it hilarious.
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Keyboard is fried. Might be another day or two before I get a replacement.
When I get back, the schedule I'm currently planning is 1 more update to Shaper in Not!Viking country, then swapping back over to this one for a few chapters, so on and so forth.
Putting this on all three of my threads instead of a single status update so people who read, but don't check my profile know what's up.
When I get back, the schedule I'm currently planning is 1 more update to Shaper in Not!Viking country, then swapping back over to this one for a few chapters, so on and so forth.
Putting this on all three of my threads instead of a single status update so people who read, but don't check my profile know what's up.
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The Scholar
- Location
- At the Library
- Pronouns
- He
Well, good luck with the keyboard. See you later.
chapter 44: Ameliarate
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Light and sound.
Her body shivered as she stirred, cold metal against unfamiliar skin. Everything was wrong; the wrong shape in her limbs, smells far too strong, colors all subtly different, thoughts jumbled and nonsensical.
The taste of iron, protein, and congealed fat coated the inside of her mouth, scraps of slowly dissolving meat clinging to what felt like far too many teeth.
Two comforting scents hung in the air. One long familiar, reminding her of both safety and acceptance and yet despair. The other a newer one that made her skin warm in odd places and made her pulse run faster.
"Amy?" The first called out, causing several of her eyes to roll around in their recessed sockets to lock onto the source.
wrong! That was not how her body worked.
Flashes of tile floored rooms with other children, a snippet of some gathering with a bunch of blonde people at a park, a blur of sickening images where her hands touched ruined flesh. In each of those hazy, broken memories her senses had been different and she only had two eyes!
Her breathing picked up, blood rushing in her ears.
What was going on? What happened? Why was she like this?!
As she writhed in revulsion at the wrongnes, panic mounting as she struggled to piece even teh tiniest details together, the voice spoke again. "It's okay. Everything is going to be alright, big sis is here for you."
The words were there, close to understanding, but their meaning slipped away before she could grasp it all. She got the soothing tone and it helped somewhat when combined with the pleasant scents of the two, but other than 'big sis' which she guessed was a shortening of sister and refering to the hauntingly familiar blonde, the rest was basically nonsense. In spite of everything, her immediate thought was to respond by arguing that she was the older one... but it came out a garbled mess of spittle and blood as she bit her tongue, her mouth not shaped or moving how she remembered.
"She's a monster, not a baby." The second girl said and not one of her eyes could look away from the way those dark lips moved. "You good to go, fag?"
She felt her face heating up at the girl's words and attention... whatever it was, it was a nice feeling despite the minor discomfort.
"Amy?" The dark skinned girl... asked?
It sounded like a question, but also not. The word had been used twice toward her, but only once like that. She was also somewhat sure that she was Amy and Amy meant her. So how did her name being asked like a question work?
The blonde who she kind of thought was her sister, whatever that actually meant, echoed the other girl. "Ames?"
Well, whatever it all meant, it gave her a nice feeling to hear them say her name, to give her so much attention. When the blonde one reached out to her with a delicate looking hand, she licked. The familiar taste made her want more, but her limbs didn't move like they should, which hampered any attempt to pull her 'sis' closer.
A flock of incomprehensible size fluttered and twisted through space, crystalline flesh and energetic signals looping in and out of he world around her.
<They are not for eating.> Someone said with her own voice, the tone echoing and wrong in some way.
Amy didn't like that voice. It made her feel small. Useless. A pressure building up as she failed to do something she was supposed to do, an expectation she hated and would never meet. It was all that voice's fault, so why should she listen to it?
Why should she be stuck feeling like that?
With an effort of something like half-forgotten muscles, the voice's presence faded-
Multitudinous beings of light and matter not normally associated with life descended toward a blue-green ball of rock and water. The lifeforms below chosen for their combined traits of intelligence, problem solving ability, and complex social interactions.
The species would be useful-
<That was unnecessary. I just->
Frowning, or trying to anyway, Amy severed the connection again.
A spinning cloud of worms burrowed through reality, the planet below dwarfed by the sheer scale of the twin beings descending upon it. So numerous were the individual parts that the colony was forced to spread itself across hundreds of overlapping dimensions.
<Stop it!> The voice came back, giving Amy the impression of a landslide glaring back at her in annoyance.
Well it could go fuck itself!
Grabbing hold of that not-muscle again, she shoved it further than before, diving past where the Thing touched her mind. Crystal ran like water, spreading and falling apart as she pushed at it, not even sure what she was looking at or if she was actually damaging it.
<Why must you always be like this? It isn't helpful, you know.> It asked, sounding hurt... but not physically like she'd been hoping for.
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"Okay, what the fuck is this? She's just flopping around." Sophia sounded put out, sitting against a crate with a sigh.
Not that Vicky blamed her, she was pretty disappointed too. She'd thought her sister had recovered, but this... didn't seem like it. Maybe Amy was doing something like sleep walking and they'd misunderstood? It wasn't like either of them had experience reading nonhuman body language.
Not that Amy wasn't human anymore, Vicky wouldn't ever say that... she just... didn't look it, which made things difficult.
<Are you justifying yourself to yourself?> Radiant asked, incredulous.
'Shut up.' She replied maturely. 'Hey, can't you try talking to her through her power?'
The blonde could feel the small smirk in Radiant's voice as her power-twin-thing agreed, <I can try, but she hasn't been responding since we busted her h- Amy out.>
There was that little stutter again.
She'd caught it several times now, but asking never seemed to help. It had to do with the way she apparently just couldn't remember being told things in certain ways, but there had to be more to it than that. Why would her mind blank out like that from words? It was like how Amy thought she'd hurt her brain by saying something about a painting or whatever instead of the more likely case that she'd just had a slow developing brain problem they hadn't caught before.
Shaking her head, she tried to ignore it as Radiant called out, <Hey, !^^^! $(-)@℘ЭЯ? Amy... Are you okay? Will you talk to me yet? We're worried.>
<[ANNOYANCE][APOLOGY] I might as well since #0$7 is awake and being uncooperative.>Queen Shaper
Vicky felt a sudden spike of happiness from her other half and she could guess why if Amy's words meant what she thought they meant. <So she's back to normal? She... uh... she doesn't look like it.>
<No, she... My body is awake, but my brain is still working to recover... It's making some problematic connections and making things difficult. She... my :CONNECTION: keeps needing to reform, is this causing any problems for Vicky or Sophia?> Amy thought at her, making her scrunch her brows together in confusion.
Why would that... Wait... Her power was disconnecting? Repeatedly?
<Just the first two times when Sophia almost bashed her head in after blacking out. We've been redirecting the whole stupid mindtrip-amnesia effect since then.>
"Hold up!" Vicky shouted, raising her hands between herself and her flailing sister. "Are you saying you've been Triggering over and over this whole time?!"
"What the hell are you-" Sophia started to ask, completely left out of the loop.
Not caring for the distraction, Vicky quickly told her, "I can talk to people's powers, I'll explain later. Spill it, Amy!"
"How in the fuck? You're serious? And you're just now bringing it up?!"
Shushing the black girl, she did her best to make Amy feel how serious this was. She probably just looked constipated, but damn it, that didn't matter when her already hurting sister had apparently been suffering even more without her even noticing! 'That can't be what's been happening, right? I'm misunderstanding something. Tell me I'm wrong, Radiant. Please.'
<Not exact->Radiant
<That's an apt description, I suppose.>Queen Shaper
'Holy shit.'
<Shaper, come on!>Radiant
<What? She isn't wrong, I have been reforging the :CONNECTION: at an almost continuous rate for the last ten minutes. Was I supposed to lie?>
"Shit shit shit shit shit shit!" Vicky wasn't listening to them anymore, she wasn't paying attention to anything beyond rushing over to her twitching sister.
Pulling Amy's head into her lap, she felt her eyes start to water. Everything was so fucked up. Why did these things keep happening to Amy? Out of everyone, why did the girl who selflessly gave up so much of her life helping people get fucked over like this? So what if her sister was a moody bitch sometimes, she still didn't deserve this!
"I'm so sorry, Ames." She murmured, brushing the hair off of where her original face had been. Several eyes locked onto her and a low, confused whine was her answer.
God, what was she supposed to do? She'd never even heard about something like this happening... not that she was surprised about that. Her classes never mentioned anyone even theorizing that powers might be self-aware. At this point she might be the world's biggest expert on Parahuman powers.
Fat lot of good that did for her sister's suffering.
With a stronger spike of pain that was clearly intentional, Amy... or Amy's power or whatever was going on since now she wasn't clear how her sister's situation differed from her own... Whichever it was, they told her, <Keep doing what you are doing to distract her, it seems to be working. Actually, have Sophia join in as well. I will work to circumvent her... my ability to remove the :CONNECTION:>
Not needing to be told twice, Vicky didn't even think before demanding, "Come here."
"Fuck you, I'm not into that touchy feel-y shit."
"Get your ass over here and hug my sister or so help me God, I will ramp my Aura so high you won't be able to think straight."
Scoffing, the bitch replied, "You can't do that."
"Sophia!"
"Not happen-" Vicky didn't let her finish, pushing as hard as she could on her power... on Radiant until the ex-vigilante collapsed into a sweating, drooling mess like an epileptic in a rave.
'At least, I hope it's all sweat.' She thought, rubbing at the sudden intense ache between her eyes.
As she quickly went to grab the Ward, warily eyeing the spreading wet patch on the girl's pants, Radiant laughed nervously and voiced what she already knew. <Nope, sorry, pretty sure it's not.>
"Fuck."
<I'm just glad you're not panicking anymore>Radiant
"I wasn't panicking." She lied uselessly, getting a noncommittal hum in response. "So... um... Does this mean you're not getting better, Amy?"
<I... It's a work in progress. I think I am at the point where I can allow more autonomy, but my brain is still attempting to form alternate neural paths and what have already formed seem to loathe my existence. It will take time to correct this... If I even can without directly making changes.>
"Oh." That... She knew her sister wasn't in a good place mentally, even before Vicky all but killed her, but this?
Had she really driven Amy so low?
No, this couldn't be all on her. She wasn't narcissistic enough to think only her actions mattered. There was more going on that she didn't know about, like how none of them ever realized how Amy thought their mom felt about her. Her sister was already a deeply troubled girl, she didn't need Vicky's help with that.
But she did need help and Vicky wanted to be there for her. Not just to make up for what she was responsible for, but because her sister needed her. "Is there anything I can do?"
There had to be something, anything at all. She had to believe that things could still get better.
Her body shivered as she stirred, cold metal against unfamiliar skin. Everything was wrong; the wrong shape in her limbs, smells far too strong, colors all subtly different, thoughts jumbled and nonsensical.
The taste of iron, protein, and congealed fat coated the inside of her mouth, scraps of slowly dissolving meat clinging to what felt like far too many teeth.
Two comforting scents hung in the air. One long familiar, reminding her of both safety and acceptance and yet despair. The other a newer one that made her skin warm in odd places and made her pulse run faster.
"Amy?" The first called out, causing several of her eyes to roll around in their recessed sockets to lock onto the source.
wrong! That was not how her body worked.
Flashes of tile floored rooms with other children, a snippet of some gathering with a bunch of blonde people at a park, a blur of sickening images where her hands touched ruined flesh. In each of those hazy, broken memories her senses had been different and she only had two eyes!
Her breathing picked up, blood rushing in her ears.
What was going on? What happened? Why was she like this?!
As she writhed in revulsion at the wrongnes, panic mounting as she struggled to piece even teh tiniest details together, the voice spoke again. "It's okay. Everything is going to be alright, big sis is here for you."
The words were there, close to understanding, but their meaning slipped away before she could grasp it all. She got the soothing tone and it helped somewhat when combined with the pleasant scents of the two, but other than 'big sis' which she guessed was a shortening of sister and refering to the hauntingly familiar blonde, the rest was basically nonsense. In spite of everything, her immediate thought was to respond by arguing that she was the older one... but it came out a garbled mess of spittle and blood as she bit her tongue, her mouth not shaped or moving how she remembered.
"She's a monster, not a baby." The second girl said and not one of her eyes could look away from the way those dark lips moved. "You good to go, fag?"
She felt her face heating up at the girl's words and attention... whatever it was, it was a nice feeling despite the minor discomfort.
"Amy?" The dark skinned girl... asked?
It sounded like a question, but also not. The word had been used twice toward her, but only once like that. She was also somewhat sure that she was Amy and Amy meant her. So how did her name being asked like a question work?
The blonde who she kind of thought was her sister, whatever that actually meant, echoed the other girl. "Ames?"
Well, whatever it all meant, it gave her a nice feeling to hear them say her name, to give her so much attention. When the blonde one reached out to her with a delicate looking hand, she licked. The familiar taste made her want more, but her limbs didn't move like they should, which hampered any attempt to pull her 'sis' closer.
A flock of incomprehensible size fluttered and twisted through space, crystalline flesh and energetic signals looping in and out of he world around her.
<They are not for eating.> Someone said with her own voice, the tone echoing and wrong in some way.
Amy didn't like that voice. It made her feel small. Useless. A pressure building up as she failed to do something she was supposed to do, an expectation she hated and would never meet. It was all that voice's fault, so why should she listen to it?
Why should she be stuck feeling like that?
With an effort of something like half-forgotten muscles, the voice's presence faded-
Multitudinous beings of light and matter not normally associated with life descended toward a blue-green ball of rock and water. The lifeforms below chosen for their combined traits of intelligence, problem solving ability, and complex social interactions.
The species would be useful-
<That was unnecessary. I just->
Frowning, or trying to anyway, Amy severed the connection again.
A spinning cloud of worms burrowed through reality, the planet below dwarfed by the sheer scale of the twin beings descending upon it. So numerous were the individual parts that the colony was forced to spread itself across hundreds of overlapping dimensions.
<Stop it!> The voice came back, giving Amy the impression of a landslide glaring back at her in annoyance.
Well it could go fuck itself!
Grabbing hold of that not-muscle again, she shoved it further than before, diving past where the Thing touched her mind. Crystal ran like water, spreading and falling apart as she pushed at it, not even sure what she was looking at or if she was actually damaging it.
<Why must you always be like this? It isn't helpful, you know.> It asked, sounding hurt... but not physically like she'd been hoping for.
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"Okay, what the fuck is this? She's just flopping around." Sophia sounded put out, sitting against a crate with a sigh.
Not that Vicky blamed her, she was pretty disappointed too. She'd thought her sister had recovered, but this... didn't seem like it. Maybe Amy was doing something like sleep walking and they'd misunderstood? It wasn't like either of them had experience reading nonhuman body language.
Not that Amy wasn't human anymore, Vicky wouldn't ever say that... she just... didn't look it, which made things difficult.
<Are you justifying yourself to yourself?> Radiant asked, incredulous.
'Shut up.' She replied maturely. 'Hey, can't you try talking to her through her power?'
The blonde could feel the small smirk in Radiant's voice as her power-twin-thing agreed, <I can try, but she hasn't been responding since we busted her h- Amy out.>
There was that little stutter again.
She'd caught it several times now, but asking never seemed to help. It had to do with the way she apparently just couldn't remember being told things in certain ways, but there had to be more to it than that. Why would her mind blank out like that from words? It was like how Amy thought she'd hurt her brain by saying something about a painting or whatever instead of the more likely case that she'd just had a slow developing brain problem they hadn't caught before.
Shaking her head, she tried to ignore it as Radiant called out, <Hey, !^^^! $(-)@℘ЭЯ? Amy... Are you okay? Will you talk to me yet? We're worried.>
<[ANNOYANCE][APOLOGY] I might as well since #0$7 is awake and being uncooperative.>Queen Shaper
Vicky felt a sudden spike of happiness from her other half and she could guess why if Amy's words meant what she thought they meant. <So she's back to normal? She... uh... she doesn't look like it.>
<No, she... My body is awake, but my brain is still working to recover... It's making some problematic connections and making things difficult. She... my :CONNECTION: keeps needing to reform, is this causing any problems for Vicky or Sophia?> Amy thought at her, making her scrunch her brows together in confusion.
Why would that... Wait... Her power was disconnecting? Repeatedly?
<Just the first two times when Sophia almost bashed her head in after blacking out. We've been redirecting the whole stupid mindtrip-amnesia effect since then.>
"Hold up!" Vicky shouted, raising her hands between herself and her flailing sister. "Are you saying you've been Triggering over and over this whole time?!"
"What the hell are you-" Sophia started to ask, completely left out of the loop.
Not caring for the distraction, Vicky quickly told her, "I can talk to people's powers, I'll explain later. Spill it, Amy!"
"How in the fuck? You're serious? And you're just now bringing it up?!"
Shushing the black girl, she did her best to make Amy feel how serious this was. She probably just looked constipated, but damn it, that didn't matter when her already hurting sister had apparently been suffering even more without her even noticing! 'That can't be what's been happening, right? I'm misunderstanding something. Tell me I'm wrong, Radiant. Please.'
<Not exact->Radiant
<That's an apt description, I suppose.>Queen Shaper
'Holy shit.'
<Shaper, come on!>Radiant
<What? She isn't wrong, I have been reforging the :CONNECTION: at an almost continuous rate for the last ten minutes. Was I supposed to lie?>
"Shit shit shit shit shit shit!" Vicky wasn't listening to them anymore, she wasn't paying attention to anything beyond rushing over to her twitching sister.
Pulling Amy's head into her lap, she felt her eyes start to water. Everything was so fucked up. Why did these things keep happening to Amy? Out of everyone, why did the girl who selflessly gave up so much of her life helping people get fucked over like this? So what if her sister was a moody bitch sometimes, she still didn't deserve this!
"I'm so sorry, Ames." She murmured, brushing the hair off of where her original face had been. Several eyes locked onto her and a low, confused whine was her answer.
God, what was she supposed to do? She'd never even heard about something like this happening... not that she was surprised about that. Her classes never mentioned anyone even theorizing that powers might be self-aware. At this point she might be the world's biggest expert on Parahuman powers.
Fat lot of good that did for her sister's suffering.
With a stronger spike of pain that was clearly intentional, Amy... or Amy's power or whatever was going on since now she wasn't clear how her sister's situation differed from her own... Whichever it was, they told her, <Keep doing what you are doing to distract her, it seems to be working. Actually, have Sophia join in as well. I will work to circumvent her... my ability to remove the :CONNECTION:>
Not needing to be told twice, Vicky didn't even think before demanding, "Come here."
"Fuck you, I'm not into that touchy feel-y shit."
"Get your ass over here and hug my sister or so help me God, I will ramp my Aura so high you won't be able to think straight."
Scoffing, the bitch replied, "You can't do that."
"Sophia!"
"Not happen-" Vicky didn't let her finish, pushing as hard as she could on her power... on Radiant until the ex-vigilante collapsed into a sweating, drooling mess like an epileptic in a rave.
'At least, I hope it's all sweat.' She thought, rubbing at the sudden intense ache between her eyes.
As she quickly went to grab the Ward, warily eyeing the spreading wet patch on the girl's pants, Radiant laughed nervously and voiced what she already knew. <Nope, sorry, pretty sure it's not.>
"Fuck."
<I'm just glad you're not panicking anymore>Radiant
"I wasn't panicking." She lied uselessly, getting a noncommittal hum in response. "So... um... Does this mean you're not getting better, Amy?"
<I... It's a work in progress. I think I am at the point where I can allow more autonomy, but my brain is still attempting to form alternate neural paths and what have already formed seem to loathe my existence. It will take time to correct this... If I even can without directly making changes.>
"Oh." That... She knew her sister wasn't in a good place mentally, even before Vicky all but killed her, but this?
Had she really driven Amy so low?
No, this couldn't be all on her. She wasn't narcissistic enough to think only her actions mattered. There was more going on that she didn't know about, like how none of them ever realized how Amy thought their mom felt about her. Her sister was already a deeply troubled girl, she didn't need Vicky's help with that.
But she did need help and Vicky wanted to be there for her. Not just to make up for what she was responsible for, but because her sister needed her. "Is there anything I can do?"
There had to be something, anything at all. She had to believe that things could still get better.
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- Location
- California
The green text at the end is over non dialogue, so I kind of lost who's speaking. Also Shaper is talking like a normal human? Are we having Amy's mind mixing with the Shard?
PieceThruWar
Not an eldritch abomination
- Location
- The Server Farm
Yeah, I caught that as soon as I posted. Refresh and the green will be fixed.
Archeo Lumiere
The Prince's Archivist
- Location
- Lumiose City, Kalos
- Pronouns
- He/Him/They/Them
Shaper has been talking like a normal human since the beginning of the story, Amy is still in the backseat, not for lack of trying though.
I may need a refresher, but is Victoria aware that Amy's power isn't Amy, or has she just not yet realized that her power is referring to her brain as not hers?