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“I don’t know if I can recall…”
Research Note 1: Spirits
“…Stumbling upon Kisa, it is apparent that something just isn’t right. It was raining, as per usual. A mask adorned her features, one in the shape of a butterfly. It was strange to see it - what was there to hide? I beckoned her forward. There was no response. She just laid there, staring off, mumbling incoherently. Was the child sane? The eyes were focused on me for the briefest of moments. Those eyes. They pierced through me like an arrow. Something about her had this way of looking right through you, making a person feel violated, yet yearning for more. I presented myself. It was only then I noticed the bandages tightly wound around one of her front legs and one more loose near the back end. She was gone within moments, almost seeming to have disappeared right before my eyes. Her presence didn’t feel real.”
Research Note 2: Behind the Mask
“She wore no mask today. The scar that traveled across her face was alarming, and I could only wonder what had happened. She wouldn’t tell me. She seemed a lot more open today, however; her mind was clear, and she wasn’t as quiet as before. I saw her smile, watching as the scar made a crease when she did. She laughed as well. She acted completely different than she had before. I asked her what had happened again. She was suddenly quiet and looked away, shaking her head. Had I said something wrong? I don’t know why it bothered me. I have to know what happened to her.”
Crimson Diary 1
"I heard it. I heard Kii-chan singing that lullaby.It's a very morbid song. It's about me - I know it is. The priestess, the rite of stakes... All me. She was practicing for the ritual again. Each stake she impales through the doll becomes more and more forceful with each waking second. Does she ever tire of it? I wonder..
I'm confident she'll do well."
Crimson Diary 2
"It's getting bigger. It still won't go away! I don't know if I can possibly do this anymore. I'm scared. Kii-chan says it will be okay, but I'm still afraid. It hurts so much.. The pain - it's unbearable!
I looked into the pit today. I shouldn't have; it was a horrible idea. Bodies ... So many bodies. All dead. All of them. Gaping wounds in their limbs. Was this the ritual's doing? And the song. The song - I heard it! Perform the rite of stakes, it says. I just want to talk to Kii-Kii... She'll help me. She'll know what to do.. She always does..
...It's begun."
“Now you know…”
Acknowledgments
Thanks to Unplugged for her sexy CSS skills and Rhiiza for being so patient throughout the entirety of fixing up the page. ; u;
Compliments to Rhiiza for the Kisa base and her blog entry for Kii-chan. If it hadn’t been for her, I’d still be thinking of what to put into this character profile. <3
Credits to © Tecmo for Fatal Frame usage. Music and “Research Notes” used in the making of this.
EDIT: Actions
Bow - Greeting
Bow + Sad - Good bye
Nuzzle - Endearment, “it’s good to see you”
Surprised + Nodding - “Good job!”
Surprised + Sad + shake head - “Stop it.”
Head tilt - “What?” Equivalent to confused.
Paw + Nodding - “Come here”
Paw + Nodding + Running/Walking away - “Follow me”
Paw + Nodding + Sitting down - “Sit with me.”
Paw + Nodding + Dancing - “Let’s dance!” (Attempting to start a dance line or just being goofy)
Sniff + Head tilt - “Do I know you?”
Sniff + Nod - “I know you.”
Sniff + Amazement + Nod - “I can’t believe I didn’t recognize you!”
Sad - “I’m lonely.”
-streaks around- CB And don't
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And don't feel bad; you can tweak it however you wish. 8D;
NEKKIDDEERISNEKKID. -points-
sfsdf I'M ALWAYS NEKKID.
Kii-chan is glad to have her half-sister in forest. C8<
NOU. GO PUT ON A PELT, HOE.
And Kisa is glad to join Kii-chan in the forest. C8<
Sounds of distant hooves
"You.. D-Do you have it still? Those things? Do you?" the tiny voice emanated from some unseen crevice upon her face. She looked with eyes deep in regret, and somehow forgiveness before retracing one step. Almost like a key, the sound of her speech twisted the dimensions to a more.. familiar place. Dilapidated wooden shafts protested as she stood waiting for that certain answer in the dimly lit room-space, filled with the the corpses of countless staked crimson dolls.
"Why would you still? I'm the one to blame. It's all my fault.. I'm so sorry, Kisa.."
/INOUCWUTIDIDHERE. CB/
The air was thick with
Tink.. Tink..
The sound of light hooves followed sluggishly after the chimes of what seemed to be bells. An ominous shadow grew in size along the worn wood flooring that accompanied each echoing movement. The constant creaking, the bells, each step that was taken; each sound seemed to drag on for moments on end and the dissipate into the stillness that surrounded.
"Why..?"
Light shone on the figure that stepped through, a dim shine coming forth from the source of the chimes. White bandages dragged behind each cautious step the victim took closer to her past. Soon enough, she was face-to-face with her fate.
"Why.. indeed, Kii-chan..."
Does the music bother