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Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Lol Kanai and I have been working on a RPG scenario + gameplay.

Came up with a killer final boss (probably going to be a nightmare fighting it...I don't think I want to play that part lol).

And we were working on back story. I was the one coming up with most of the details after konks gave me the framework and kept on feeding random ideas to nudge me along. I'm a story machine on my own. Lol.

And I'm here because she suggested that I post up some of the quotes I accidentally came up with along the way. :P

Enjoy. And try figuring out what we're talking about.


Maybe he could sense something about her, something different, that drew him to her. But 15 year old boys are hormonal, so he could really just be horny for the dominatrix-y fake Hikara.

XD

Argh plot bunnies. Konks just threw another one at me. Maybe she's my muse tonight. Haha. What does sex and murder have to do with each other? Flashbacks. Heh.

And then there's the whole love-hate thing Hikari has. Not being able to love properly, her jealousy often getting in the way, or simply her confusion when it came to love...or lust.

Her relationship with Mitre probably stems from how she's obsessed with the image of her dead sister Hikara. Obsessed to the point of wanting to taint and crush the perfection of the image.

Conflict is at the core of Hikari. I believe she loves her sister, deep down, but it was twisted to hate by childish jealousy. She wants to be like her sister, but can't stand the perfection that she stands for, hence the dressing up as fake-Hikara, but completely twisting the real Hikara's personality to something more sordid.

Alright, too many spoilers present here already. Gosh. I'm on an adrenaline rush. It comes with intense mental activity on psychoanalysing characters. I'm gonna regret this tomorrow morning when the headache strikes. Sigh.

Well, I should go now. Ja!

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