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>WHO ARE YOU?
>WHAT ARE YOU?
The smiling thing lets out a strange noise, halfway between a pleased coo and a purring engine.
"I am one of the many Nursemaids of my family's Warrens. It is my responsibility to monitor our nurseries for abnormalities as well as remove unregistered organisms in the surrounding areas."
You hear the slight clicking of a hard surface tapping against another. There is an impression of something long, sharp, and mechanical gliding across resin surface of the table before it suddenly retracts.
"I've been watching you for a long, long time. Even though we haven't met until now, I feel a certain warmth towards you. And I was so worried..."
"These depths are not meant for human beings."
"But you're strong, strong and brave enough to survive, and for such a long time down here. You're the sort of man who will fight to the last drop of <span class="mu-r">blood</span> in your veins."
And ever so slightly, the smile of the thing widens.
"I'm just so happy that you were able to make it here alive."
[+1 LIBIDO]
"You must be hungry. Please drink this <span class="mu-r">blood</span> before it gets too cold."
"It took a long time for me to make this delicious soup."
It took you some time to recognize it, having been away for so long, but an idle part of your brain makes the sudden connection: there's something distinctly feminine to its voice.
And a trace of something else...
>SAY NOTHING.
>TASTE.
>FAMILY?
>COULDN'T YOU HAVE HELPED ME EARLIER?
>YOU FUCKING BITCH, YOU SHOULD HAVE HELPED US.
>
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Your backstory is yet to be determined.
Or in more fun terms:
Different viewpoints have certain thoughts.
Certain thoughts lead to different choices.
Different choices lead to different results.
Or not.
