>>645134
>his true name
That could be Jose. I have NO IDEA how his corpse is here though.

>>645153
I think this is his true demonic form.

>>645153
>>645100
Actually, Rod has the big hands, the broken neck, the dark hair, the athlete's strength, and is described as having the mentality of a child (Jose is... mentally stunted, according to a visit).

Something like "Jose, your mother would weep if she saw you now." might stun him long enough to grab the umbrella and seal him.

The question is whether Nim has the ability to guess this.

The only voice we haven't heard yet is bus' so call for him, if all else fails. Even if that isn't the unfamiliar voice we are kinda desperate so any help could be useful.

>>645179
True, we've never heard Bus speak - and the voice refers to 'him' and 'us' as though it and Rod are in the same grouping.

hatta 2015/06/03(Wed)22:06 No. 645205 ID: e8e481
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Please.

Don't kill him.

>>645205
...Rodney?

Wasn't Rod the name of the rabbit? Well we don't have many options left so; Rodney I choose you!

Say his name. "Rodney."

Well, better late than never.

Our choice is sudden. Rodney! Help us out, here!

[ 1 / 2 ] hatta 2015/06/04(Thu)00:21 No. 645239 ID: e8e481
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Your vision has gone completely white as you try to lift your legs to kick him, fight back, do anything, but you feel weak. You are limp in his hands as the color drains entirely from your face, and you're loosing total consciousness.

[ 2 / 2 ] hatta 2015/06/04(Thu)00:22 No. 645241 ID: e8e481
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Your name is Nim. It's been snowing for a while now, unfortunately. What three items does Nim bring with her?

Cellphone. Lighter. Swiss army knife.

Riot Shield
Force Field Generator
Explosive-Tip Grappling Hook

Screw the dream formalities, you're dying here!

Mittens. A phone. That Swiss army knife you're not really supposed to have at your age but Cirrus have you.

Gloves, a blue ink pen, and a Swiss army knife.

mittens, candy and the knife
or, if we only get to choose items weve seen already
soccer ball, knife and salt

A winter coat, a pocket knife, crackers.

hatta 2015/06/04(Thu)13:46 No. 645407 ID: e8e481
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It's a snow day! Which means there's no school, which means no homework, which means all the neighborhood kids are going to hang out in the empty lot behind the ranch houses and have snowball fights in the snow. Duh!

You bring with you an extra set of MITTENS, your favorite SNACK, and a little POCKET KNIFE you really shouldn't have! But Cirrus gave it to you, so you can't exactly bring yourself to leave it at home.

You think these are Cirrus' footprints you're following, since you both come from the same direction, and you think he couldn't have gotten there all that faster then you.

The cold is kind of getting to you though- you didn't wear a jacket and a hat because Cirrus doesn't, and it kind of really matters to you to try and impress him. You're not some wimp who can't stand the cold! Except the fact there's snow up to your knees, and your ears feel like they're going to fall off. Ugh.

What should you do? Keep heading for the lot? Go home and get a jacket? Or..
You could just do your own thing, you suppose. You're your own independent lady!

rub your ears and keep following the tracks

You're so gonna catch cold, you know. Unless it's one of those not so cold days. Or you don't stay out for long.

You might want a jacket. If not, then run really fast so that your body generates heat.

Wrap your scarf around your ears.

Make snow angels.

make a snow woman
not a man
what are you
I thought you were a strong independent lady
do it

[ 1 / 3 ] hatta 2015/06/04(Thu)22:15 No. 645566 ID: e8e481
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You wrap your scarf around your head to cover your ears and rub them a lot to get them warm again. It works, but you feel kind of silly afterwards with the long red scarf looped around your noggin like that. You feel self conscious as you make your decision. You could go home, but you think that if you run really fast and make sure you don't stay out too long you won't get sick!
You look at the ground. You could also play in the snow yourself, but...
You look up at the tracks and you break out into a run. You really do think you want to meet up with Cirrus after all!

[ 2 / 3 ] hatta 2015/06/04(Thu)22:16 No. 645568 ID: e8e481
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You call out his name.

[ 3 / 3 ] hatta 2015/06/04(Thu)22:19 No. 645570 ID: e8e481
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As you near the usual hangout spot you see him waving you down with a soccer ball by his feet. No one seems to have joined him today- score! You'll get some serious alone time with him.

It's not like you have a crush or anything on him though! You just think he's really, really, REALLY cool. What should you say to him? Something cool so he thinks you're cool, too. Or perhaps... maybe something cute so he sees you as a girl...?

>>645570
...is that Cirrus? Why did he bring a soccer ball to a snow fight? That's not normally a thing Cirrus does, is it?

ask Cirrus if he wants to build a snowman

Pay close attention too the soccer ball, try and see if Cirrus wrote something on it.

[ 1 / 2 ] hatta 2015/06/05(Fri)14:12 No. 646393 ID: e8e481
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You stop, mid stride, as your heard starts to hurt. That... that absolutely is Cirrus out there, but why would he be alone? And why would he bring a soccer ball? You know everything about Cirrus, and you know for a fact he doesn't even like kick ball!

You shake off your feeling of unease and call out. "Hey, Cirrus, do you want to build a snowman?"
He doesn't respond other then kicking the ball your way.

[ 2 / 2 ] hatta 2015/06/05(Fri)14:13 No. 646394 ID: e8e481
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The soccer ball gets stuck in the snow by your feet.

"Rodney" is scribbled out on the top in a slightly worn-out sharpie.

See if there's a last name.

Then wake up.

Oh no. Not again.

Run forward, bend down, clutch the ball to your chest and whip around to make sure there's not someone behind you to strangle you.

If not turn back to face Cirrus, examine ball for more detail.

...one option is stabbing it with the knife, but I don't know if that's the right move. I wanna get a better look at it, first.

Correct yourself. Say the proper name.

"Who is Rodney?"

[ 1 / 2 ] hatta 2015/06/05(Fri)15:02 No. 646422 ID: e8e481
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You awkwardly bend down and scoop the odd soccer ball into your hands- for some reason it's a little warm to the touch. You look over it from every direction; the only visible writing is the name "Rodney", which you assume is the name of the kid Cirrus borrowed the ball from.

Speaking of, you hold the warm ball to your chest to peer behind you, not being able to shake off a weird feeling of anxiety. Nothing seems to be around you, though, besides Cirrus himself, so you decide to make a beeline to his side.

You're certain that he could protect you from whatever you're panicking over.

[ 2 / 2 ] hatta 2015/06/05(Fri)15:13 No. 646429 ID: e8e481
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"C- Cirrus!" You stumble over his name with the chattering of your teeth and the the breathlessness that came from running. He originally seems eager to see you, but his initial smile breaks into a frown.
"Nim, why aren't you wearing a coat! You look cold- should I walk you back to your house?"
"N-no. It's f-f-fine! If you don't wear a c-c-coat, then neither will I!"
He looks away with an apparent blush on his face.
".. that's stupid, Nim. We both know I don't get sick! Man, I should've brought a coat.." He mutters something about a 'prince charming moment' under his breath.
"S-s-sorry then, Cirrus."
"No, no, don't apologize! I'm just happy you chose me rather than.."
"Cho.. chose you?"
"... nothing. Nothing you won't get till you're older, anyway. Why'd you pick up the ball instead of kicking back over, anyway?"
You hug the ball even closer.
"I-it's warm. I wanted to ask.. kuh, too, who is R-Rod..ney?"
"Who is- oh. I don't know. It's an old ball I found at the dump, so it's probably just the guy who used to own it."

You gently run your fingers over the ball's surface.

"I-it's filled with a lot of good memories, Cirrus. I like it."

Cirrus' expression darkens considerably.

"I thought I told you to ignore those things, Nim."

>>646429
Tell him there's no reason to ignore good things. Gotta enjoy life, right?

Oh, he's cheating even now. One of the demons he's bonded to protects him from the elements. And/or sickness.

>chose him
But... who else is there? You've only got one Cirrus!

>>646432
That's good wording. Why should we ignore good things?

Trace your mitten-ed finger absently over the letters damaged name. (Maybe reinforcing what was scratched out will strengthen it?).

>>646432
"Somebody loved this ball. Rodney loved this ball. Whoever he is, it feels like this is a memory of him at his best."

"Isn't there anything you love like that?"

hatta 2015/06/05(Fri)20:56 No. 646509 ID: e8e481
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The soccer ball's warmth spreads through your body.
"There's no reason for me to ignore stuff like this, Cirrus! I like stuff like this."
"Nim, stop."
"Somebody loved this ball. Rodney loved this ball. Whoever he is, it feels like this is a memory of him at his best."
"Nim!"
"Isn't there anything you love like that?"
"Yes, but- this isn't you talking. Your powers are showing-!"

A vision of a man snapping another man's neck starts etching itself beneath your eyelids.

Oh. So that's binding works. Someone sensitive needs to accept an emotionally charged object?

This must be the day Cirrus got Rod. (Although, if he knew the ball was charged and potentially reactive, why did he kick it to Nim if he was trying to hide this world from her?).

>A vision of a man snapping another man's neck starts etching itself beneath your eyelids.
Gasp and drop it.

>>646509
Well that's not a good memory. Try to step back mentally from the memories in the ball. Control your powers.

>>646509
"What's going on?"

*Private*
That's the kid whose neck got snapped, Jose.
*/Private*

Push that presence away, and keep it away from you. That's not what you're looking for.

>>646521
In fact, take your pocket knife and set it against the ball - don't stab the ball, just press the flat against it. Don't let the memories of evil and darkness into you. Force them into the knife instead.

We can't drop the ball now. Ask Cirrus where he actually got this ball and why does he still have it. Also take a step back and comment on how Cirrus is acting kinda weird.

>>646509
nah, scrooge that. dropkick that shit.