Array 106 [Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[The boy in the bed comes awake with a start, crying out and thrashing as if something's grabbing at him, pulling him down, ripping him apart. His eyes shoot open, and his hands are still clutching at things in the dark, thrashing to brush his skin off, shuddering as if spiders are scrambling over his flesh, under his clothes

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[Afternoon // Voice]

[sauceytomato]

[Afternoon // Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

... s-someone else who knows my name?

[Afternoon // Voice]

[sauceytomato]

[Afternoon // Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

I-I'm sorry, I...

... what's your name?

[Video]

[blau_rakete]

Al? Alphonse, are you alright?

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al stumbles over to the PCD, picking it up, staring at the boy's face. He hasn't seen his own enough to recognize the resemblance. He just... touches the machine.]

... I'm not hurt. H-How do you... know my name?

[Video]

[blau_rakete]

[Oh, this is not good...]

Alphonse, I... I live vith you here. I-I am Alfons.

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[bloodseal_soul]

[Al leans in, brushing his hair back from his face, wincing as he scratches himself with his nails.]

Live... here? With... you?

A-Alfons.

[willdateforyen]

Oh, Al.

Are you alright? You sound like you are still in a bad nightmare.

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

A... nightmare?

You mean I'm not dreaming? Wha... [He puts a hand to his forehead, staring at the screen.]

No, I died... this is the dream, isn't it?

[Video]

[willdateforyen]

[Enjoy your half-naked kogal wearing nothing but a short tied dyed t-shirt and pink panties.]

Uhhh. N-no. You aren't dreaming. This is real. Y'know? Like, hellooooooo~ I'm Ai-Ai!

...

Where did you find the recreational drugs and can I have some?

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al lets out a sound that would have cracked his voice if he'd been a year younger, and flails, clapping both hands over his face, ears turning bright red.]

N-N-N-No, I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look, p-please put some clothes on, Miss, I-I'm so, so sorry...

[Video]

[growing_roots]

[Fletcher looks very worried!]

Al, are you okay?

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

Fletcher! I sure wasn't expecting to see you...

[He bites his lower lip.]

Where... are we?

[Video]

[growing_roots]

[Fletcher looks surprised. Al seems... different somehow.]

This is Adstringendum... You were already here when I arrived...

[Fletcher is also confused as to why Alphonse looks like a younger Alfons Heiderich.... but he doesn't say anything about it. He'll ask Alfons later.]

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

... I keep hearing that name. I thought at first that this was just me, but... it seems that a lot of people just. Show up here.

[Al's staring at his hand, opening and closing his fist, mesmerized. He guesses Fletcher has been here a while, if he actually recognizes him.]

Lose their memories.

... is Russell here, too?

[Video]

[anothergayclown]

Of course you're real, dear boy, just as sure as I am looking at you ♣

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[Creeper senses don't go off quite as keenly yet. This Al hasn't developed them, haha~]

Hah... you're right!

[Video]

[anothergayclown]

Truly ♠

And so far as that one helpful young fellow informed me, this is not hell, so you'd do best not to worry on that account either.
Worry, after all, will only lead to premature wrinkles, and we wouldn't want that, would we?

[Video]

[bloodseal_soul]

[Al half-opens his mouth, but then grins like a child with a new kitten. He has to worry about wrinkles now!]

I... yeah!