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[a post in which things and stuff and umineko spoilers happen]

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Day 71, afternoon.

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[in the woods, leaning against a tree, lost in thought]

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What are you doing here...? I didn't call you.

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[someone can't make icons on this laptop so this is pretty low-tech make-believe.]

...This world is getting more powerful every day, isn't it? You're getting more powerful too. I'm surprised you didn't notice.

Good afternoon, Beatrice-sama.

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...Though if it were my choice, I'd take all that power for me, and I wouldn't give any to such presumptuous furniture.

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I'm not so sure about that.

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You're pretty daring for someone with such a fragile existence... So? What do you want?

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...Well, it is... pretty lonely like this.

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As if that's my problem. If you're so lonely, go ahead and talk to your dear little brother.

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[sitting next to]

...No. I think you must be lonely too, Beatrice-sama.

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...?? What's this. Our positions are completely reversed here, are they not? Now I am the one with flesh and blood who gets to talk to everybody, and you are the formless spirit who's trapped here without recourse! You must be pretty jealous.

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...And you don't know how to deal with it, do you? Talking to people, and living with them.

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...Oi.

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[slightly teasing]

It's not like I haven't been watching you...

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Oi!!

Day 89, afternoon.

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[THIS REQUIRES GOING SOMEWHERE VERY ISOLATED.]

"You"... Did you really think I'd just let you do what you want--?

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[...

materializes :)!!]

Why shouldn't I? After all, I am you. And you are me. What kind of complaint could you have...?

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That's not true. We're not the same. You're... hateful and disgusting. That's become exceedingly clear. I remember enough to see you for the pathetic being you truly are. ...I can "perceive" you.

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[...oh my god, laughing insanely]

Ahyahyahyahahaha, you really think we're that different!! It's like you don't even remember how earnestly you strove to become like me, hmmm? Did you think that was going to turn out well? In exchange for power, you gave up everything else. So there's no problem playing to our strengths. If I'm pathetic, you're all the more pathetic than me for being the same but trying to deny it.

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That's not me!! I am...!

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[reaching in to grab her by the hair]

Care to finish that sentence? Here, allow me to introduce myself once again. I am the Golden Witch, Beatrice, who has lived for a thousand years. You can go ahead and say you're someone else if you want. But in that case, who does that make you? What's your name, little girl?

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[o-ow ow]

...!

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Without me, you really are nothing. You already gave up everything else long ago. You don't exist anymore.

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...But in exchange, I've gotten something... here. You're not qualified to... be a part of Peridot!!

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Were you even paying attention to all those memories you won? It was guaranteed that we wouldn't get anything else in exchange for becoming a witch. That was the agreement!! You threw yourself away to obtain nothing but me. There's nothing else that you can receive!

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...Hahahaha... Now, I've understood. You're jealous. ...Because you're trapped in that endless fate, and you'll never receive a miracle like this. A miracle finally arrived, and it's not yours. So you're burning with jealousy!!

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[--yanking her hair up harder]

Who's jealous, hey, since we're so close to those firefields still, there's plenty of opportunities for some real burning. How'd you like it if that pretty new dress of yours went up in flames?