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Pandora's Fox II
PANDORA'S FOX II
If you were here last June, do you remember that app that appeared on the relics then, Pandora's Fox? It's all about finding your Familiar bond. It's been available for people to use since every Star Child was forced to fill it out or have it filled out for them with its grand reveal. However, it's sat quietly in the background unobtrusive to those who didn't click to see what it was about.
Until now.
That's right, Pandora's Fox is back! (and with a makeover). The app has been rejiggered with old questions and new, including some specific to each Role! The app will buzz and open itself with a blank profile waiting to be filled out. Star Children can fill it out for themselvesβas long as they don't lie. This app will not allow Star Children to lie. Honesty is important in a Familiar bond. Star Children who lie may find that answer filled in a little too honestly and unable to be deleted. Anyone who waits too long to fill it in will find it answered for them!
Familiar bonds come in all different shapes and sizes, so find the right person for you!
This is game canon!
Forms for your characters!
Myths:
Legends:
Familiars:
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Immediately, she's shaking her head, mouth parting as the words catch in her throat, trying to find the right shape. This, too, is complicated. They were just children, they couldn't be blamed the way the adults fully deserved to be, butβ.... When she thinks of how Alessa was ostracised and bullied, she can understand why that little girl punished everyone who tormented her. It doesn't make it right, but "right" and "wrong" seems... out of place, as though Alessa and everything involving her transcends such concepts.
And then there's Sharon, carrying the strange weights of so many lives. )
....It's okay that you still blame them. I understand why you would. ( She starts there, mouth tight, words serious. ) Alessa was... tormented by them. And she was just a child; to her little mind... they deserved to be punished just as much as anyone. ...Is that how it is? ( She asks gently, to clarify, wanting to hear what Sharon has to say about it, since she knows Alessa's heart. )
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It was more than that [ she continues, voice quieter now, but laced with a bitter edge. ] I wanted to hurt their parents. [ The children, they were just part of it. They deserved to suffer, sure, but the true cruelty hadnβt been aimed at them. Beneath the satisfaction, thereβs guilt. A deep, endless ocean of it. ]
I— [ She falters, her voice trembling. ] A part of me will always hate Dahlia, but those screams... [ Her breath hitches, the memory vivid and raw. ] Over the shouts and fire, all I could hear was her. Screaming.
[ She pauses, haunted. Lost to the memory. ] I wanted them to feel that. To hear the moment their hearts broke. [ Itβs a confession that cuts deep, the realization twisting painfully inside her as guilt crashes in like a tidal wave, relentless and unforgiving, but never enough to make her regret it. ]
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She remembers them, too. Dahlia's screams, the wails, as she'd seen what remained of her little girl. What unspeakable cruelty and suffering was done to her baby. It'sβ too painful to put into proper words. It's a mother's worst nightmare.
Hearing Sharon speak of it in first person is a gutting reminder that her own daughter carries those memories now, too. That she knows everything Alessa experienced. Rose closes her eyes for a long moment, trying to gather herself. Everything within her wants to drop the Relic and find Sharon, hug her tight, but she keeps resolute, continues after a shaky draw of breath. )
I wish.... when she'd showed me those memories, I could have taken them. From her. From you. I wish you didn't have to remember them.
( She would give anything to take them from Sharon. Whatever pain she can. )
You're not a dealbreaker. ( Rose says, softly. ) Never you. I understand why all of those things happened, why you... and Alessa, did them. No matter what, I love you.
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Alessa did that for me after Silent Hill. She kept all the... [ The accident, the monsters, Dahlia, and everything that happened in that church—all of it, sealed away. She was left with the feelings, the confusion, and only a hazy understanding that her mother had done the impossible. ] I didnβt remember until she and I.... merged, or whatever.
[ And then, the memories began creeping back in, scattered moments resurfacing like puzzle pieces from the past. Some days, a name or a face would appear, suddenly sharp. Other times, she would confuse fragments of her childhood. It had gotten better with time, though. ]
I love you, too, Mom [ she murmurs, voice thick with emotion. ] I, uh... [ The familiar burn of tears stings her eyes. ] I think I needed to hear that. [ Because thereβs so much she tries to keep hidden. And she knows there are people—even those she loves—who might see her differently if they knew all sheβs done. ]