HOOKERY POST THE FOURTH

[was_no_monster]

by which I mean Court continuations! Curse you, captcha.

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[writhingmassof]

No, not unlike here.

[ though it's said with something of a dry bitterness, not quite like an agreement ]

"Home"?

well, he's not *wrong*...

[was_no_monster]

...It was more of a home to me than the place I originally came from was. It didn't really have a name.

[ not one he'd ever willingly used, anyway. he's pretty sure that calling it "the dressing room" was some sort of joke on that one clown of an android's part, anyway... ]

Anyway, my thought had nearly always been that we'd primarily been brought there for someone's entertainment.

HE'S ONTO US

[writhingmassof]

[ Rosario's laugh is always a little off sounding, short and ingenuine, now being no different ]

A view of every street and every corner, just for them to watch the going-ons of each new day!

[was_no_monster]

Perhaps not quite that broadly, but certainly when they had come up with a new way to make us dance for them.

[writhingmassof]

But not the sort in all that time to ever introduce themselves. How shockingly modest.

[was_no_monster]

Assuming I'm correct, I think it was more likely pragmatism. Why let us waste our efforts on resistance of any sort when it's simpler to provide nothing to be worked against?

[writhingmassof]

Self-importance, naturally. But that does run often counter to reason.

[was_no_monster]

[ ...huffs, not quite a full laugh, and gingerly rearranges himself a bit because he's still naked. court, why. ]

I'm well aware.

[writhingmassof]

[ possibly forgot a little that he was naked. laughs, slightly ]

Are you ashamed, dear? I see no reason, I assure you.

[was_no_monster]

With all due respect, I don't find your particular opinion reassuring.