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themainframe2013-05-21 01:45 am
selfabsorblight) wrote in themainframe2013-05-21 01:45 am
2nd Ohm | [Audio]
[Ever since Iori posted the finding of a new Dark Area, Elec Man was antsy. He was better then he was before, locking himself away from everyone, but still it was not something to easily get over. That place was pure evil and he regretted ever stepping foot in there.
The thought made him hurt, as he remembered the pain from the scratches and psuedo-memories he had in there.]
As one of the three people that braved and triumphed in the Dark Area last time, it is our duty to make sure no one else makes the preposterous mistake of foolhardily going into that place; or any like it. It's an vile and unseemly area that no one in their right mind should ever enter.
You may...
[He paused for a good minute, the mic still recording as he tried to calm himself down.]
Inquire to what I encountered in it.
The thought made him hurt, as he remembered the pain from the scratches and psuedo-memories he had in there.]
As one of the three people that braved and triumphed in the Dark Area last time, it is our duty to make sure no one else makes the preposterous mistake of foolhardily going into that place; or any like it. It's an vile and unseemly area that no one in their right mind should ever enter.
You may...
[He paused for a good minute, the mic still recording as he tried to calm himself down.]
Inquire to what I encountered in it.
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And what part of its anomalistic nature, would you like to hear about?
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It is a condemnable place, repugnant in its actions and debased in what is most likely its purpose. I believe it took pleasure in its debased and sadistic reminder of what one of my brothers saw me as. A foul and most ignorant interpration, I might add, of a simple ogreish foreman. I kept hearing his words in cyclic fashion. And it stayed with me for days.
Once that voice had crept in, in a way that I could no longer turn a deaf ear to, it upped the ante, so to say. Scornful memories of what I was forced to become and could of become. And with each memory I was physically assailed by an unknown assailant. It continued like this indefinitely, time meant nothing in that place. And yet it managed to get progressively more horrid. Knowledge of digimon or humans slaughtering each other, for dominance of something, was presented to break me.
It is a vile and grotesque place. A fate I would not wish upon any sentient being, not even Dr. Wily.
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