[ this is a lot. (also beautiful and intriguing, ty, ty.) from the shape of papa's head to the now reverberating sense of humiliation taking over his body. there are worse parents, surely, but when you're a child, yours are always the only set that matter.
can't exactly give up now.
dad seems to not be a great comedian and while nodd knows about illegal arms dealing (on a minor scale), he suspects that wouldn't work for shoma.
but when you go to mark the page, you find your hand moving to turn the book to the section for option c.) illegal arms dealer. ]
So your dad's in over his head, huh? Not like he'd ever tell you. He'd rather keep digging himself in this little hole he's made until he becomes a criminal. The comedy career hasn't worked out, has it? Your dad borrowed some money. And borrowed more. And borrowed more until those people came to collect.
[ a diagram on the page shows what looks to be a very deep hole with two hands trying to pull themselves out. ]
But the yakuza...your dad shouldn't get involved with them, should he? They're dangerous, and illegal, and dealing firearms just for money isn't worth it. Hey, wait, what do you mean he owes them money now, too?
[ outside...you hear the sound of a car, a brief blip of a siren, and soon there's a loud knock on the front door.
you stand up, and as you flip through the pages you find that so, so many of them are blank. everything is empty for a while...until you get toward the end. ]
[ HEY WHAT? this book is fucking haunted. slamming it shut and putting it anywhere. on the floor. out of his hands. he approaches the door. dare he ask for a peephole? ]
the book's thrown aside and when you look through the small sliver of a window you can see a police car outside. there are two officers at the door, seemingly waiting for you to open it. they don't seem like they're angry or about to arrest you, but the air around them is stern. ]
[ hello nodd. there are no officers, but instead, suddenly, you are bodily turned around as you begin to go through and experience something else until 20:19.
(for reference the conversation with ryuki and tama cannot be heard, and the messages on the phone cannot be seen.)
and soon that fades. the entire house fades? everything disappears, and it's just shoma in a void standing in front of nodd looking extremely tired of that particular memory. hello. ]
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can't exactly give up now.
dad seems to not be a great comedian and while nodd knows about illegal arms dealing (on a minor scale), he suspects that wouldn't work for shoma.
b.) businessman ]
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but when you go to mark the page, you find your hand moving to turn the book to the section for option c.) illegal arms dealer. ]
So your dad's in over his head, huh? Not like he'd ever tell you. He'd rather keep digging himself in this little hole he's made until he becomes a criminal. The comedy career hasn't worked out, has it? Your dad borrowed some money. And borrowed more. And borrowed more until those people came to collect.
[ a diagram on the page shows what looks to be a very deep hole with two hands trying to pull themselves out. ]
But the yakuza...your dad shouldn't get involved with them, should he? They're dangerous, and illegal, and dealing firearms just for money isn't worth it. Hey, wait, what do you mean he owes them money now, too?
[ outside...you hear the sound of a car, a brief blip of a siren, and soon there's a loud knock on the front door.
do you answer? ]
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and here come the violent loan sharks.
and there, a siren... acab...
but nodd doesn't think shoma's home will have many knives that aren't kitchen cutlery.
he stands up, flipping through the books as he heads to the front door. is there anything helpful in its pages? ]
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you stand up, and as you flip through the pages you find that so, so many of them are blank. everything is empty for a while...until you get toward the end. ]
you'reonyourownyou'reonyourownyou'reonyourownyou'reonyourownyou'reonyourown
[ over and over in giant paragraphs. the knocking persists, and you've reached the end of the book.
now what? ]
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the book's thrown aside and when you look through the small sliver of a window you can see a police car outside. there are two officers at the door, seemingly waiting for you to open it. they don't seem like they're angry or about to arrest you, but the air around them is stern. ]
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but he doesn't know, perhaps the police of shoma's world aren't so bad.
they won't know magic, anyway. probaby. okay. opening the door. hello officers. ]
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(for reference the conversation with ryuki and tama cannot be heard, and the messages on the phone cannot be seen.)
and soon that fades. the entire house fades? everything disappears, and it's just shoma in a void standing in front of nodd looking extremely tired of that particular memory. hello. ]