[Victims of a war, civilians and soldiers alike that came under claw and gun of the omnics manufactured from Omniums to kill every person they came across; men, women, child, elderly. None were safe when they were sent marching upon populated cities. The soldiers that gave their lives to save others, and just weren't able to stand-up against machines.
Bullet riddled, crushed, burned- all were horrific deaths. Those that he'd been too late to get to, had tried to get to. Screams and bloody faces that raced through his memories in even the mildest of nightmares. Appeared in random places, still going about their every day lives as if they still existed.
Or here, in the lucid nightmare that had Kazuma and himself in it. That laughter was echoed with screams and nonsense chatter, as if it was all feeding in to one another.]
Hold on tight.
[The tapirs following? Were quickly scooped up with the rest, never letting go of Kazuma, practically kicking down the door once up on the porch. Kazuma dropped in to an arm chair in the wrong place and tapirs on the couch as 76 slammed the door shut.]
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Bullet riddled, crushed, burned- all were horrific deaths. Those that he'd been too late to get to, had tried to get to. Screams and bloody faces that raced through his memories in even the mildest of nightmares. Appeared in random places, still going about their every day lives as if they still existed.
Or here, in the lucid nightmare that had Kazuma and himself in it. That laughter was echoed with screams and nonsense chatter, as if it was all feeding in to one another.]
Hold on tight.
[The tapirs following? Were quickly scooped up with the rest, never letting go of Kazuma, practically kicking down the door once up on the porch. Kazuma dropped in to an arm chair in the wrong place and tapirs on the couch as 76 slammed the door shut.]
Close the curtains is you can!