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[ovoretherainbow]

[There is a Cielo with blank grey eyes wandering aimlessly through camp. Insofar as he could be said to have an expression, he looks lost. Come help him!]

((How do cannibal demon AIs deage? Well, they return to their previous state of AIness with very few emotions of course! It's not like they age physically after all. Well, probably. He is

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[bulletwthmyname]

All right, there?

[ovoretherainbow]

This place is strange. Where is the rain?

[bulletwthmyname]

[yeah, okay, that's really weird]

It doesn't always rain here. Only sometimes.

[ovoretherainbow]

But it rains everywhere in the Junkyard. I do not understand.

[bulletwthmyname]

This isn't the Junkyard. You kno--

...when did you get here?

[ovoretherainbow]

Approximately half an hour ago.

[bulletwthmyname]

Right.

So I'm Ash, and you're not in the Junkyard anymore. This is camp.

[ovoretherainbow]

What is... "camp"?

[bulletwthmyname]

It's...a place to live. There are a lot of people, but most of them don't mean you any harm.

[ovoretherainbow]

They do not seem to. That is strange. Why is there no war here?

[bulletwthmyname]

Mostly because there doesn't need to be, I think. We all have a common enemy of a sort.

[ovoretherainbow]

Who?

[bulletwthmyname]

She's called the Director. But if she's here, we don't really see her, so there's not exactly anyone to fight.

[ovoretherainbow]

How can she be an enemy if she is not here?

[bulletwthmyname]

Because most of us aren't here by choice, and she's the one who trapped us.

[ovoretherainbow]

Why does she not kill us?