I'm not sorry.
[Wherever the hell you are-
A fifteen foot clown made of multicoloured junk has just come up through the floor like a ghost, shoved its huge face as close as possible, almost nose to big red shiny round nose.]
ΉӨПK. ΉӨПK.
A fifteen foot clown made of multicoloured junk has just come up through the floor like a ghost, shoved its huge face as close as possible, almost nose to big red shiny round nose.]
ΉӨПK. ΉӨПK.
I...
[Averts her gaze and looks slightly to the side.]
...m-maybe...
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[With a whirring noise, its head rotates in a circle, so the curve of the hat becomes a wide smile, then flipping back up.]
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W-well, it's true that I don't want to die...b-but, I do want to feel pain. I want to experience the sadness and sorrow that others feel. I...I want to feel normal!
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[The Clown takes a step forward.]
IF YӨЦ ЩΛПƬ ƬӨ BΣ ПӨЯMΛᄂ, YӨЦ ПΣΣD ƬӨ ΣXPΣЯIΣПᄃΣ ƬΉΣ ƬΉIПG Λᄂᄂ ΉЦMΛПƧ ΉΛVΣ. MΛDПΣƧƧ.
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Madness...
[Fujino's already experienced some degree of it, what with the killing off of the bastards that raped her and all. She bites her lip and thinks for a moment.]
...how...do I do that?
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I...
...all right.
[S-sob, Fujino. Whyyyyy]
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