02. a growing sense of utter unreality...
A nice young lady informed me that we have been brought here against our will as some sort of massive experiment - yet I see very little outrage. Not even cowardly despair. I realize that after a certain amount of time in captivity, even the most fearsome beast loses its will to fight - is that the kind of place I have stumbled into? Or are these Malnosso truly so powerful that all uprisings, all efforts contrary to their wishes, are mercilessly quashed...?
Damnable cowards! I was dead and I had finally come to terms with it! Now they drag me back with no explanation, without my permission, and for what? More experiments?
AND TO HELL WITH THIS SNOW. Would someone please be so kind as to bring me something to wear? I'll accept anything at this point, really, whether it be frumpy or shapeless. Just something, anything to get warm.
These Malnosso can't possibly be human - stupid, shapeless, poorly insulated pants...
((Strikethrough text is just furious scribbling. XD Kuja refuses to leave his little fortress of solitude until he gets some clothes - so barring the intervention of some kind hearted soul he's gonna become a shut-in. XD orz. ))
Damnable cowards! I was dead and I had finally come to terms with it! Now they drag me back with no explanation, without my permission, and for what? More experiments?
AND TO HELL WITH THIS SNOW. Would someone please be so kind as to bring me something to wear? I'll accept anything at this point, really, whether it be frumpy or shapeless. Just something, anything to get warm.
These Malnosso can't possibly be human - stupid, shapeless, poorly insulated pants...
((Strikethrough text is just furious scribbling. XD Kuja refuses to leave his little fortress of solitude until he gets some clothes - so barring the intervention of some kind hearted soul he's gonna become a shut-in. XD orz. ))