INBOX for purgastory

[aerodynamic]

HELLO

"Yo. Is this thing on?"

GOODBYE

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[depressured]

That would be the logical conclusion, yes. Unless people prefer to heal organically.

[ She's so helpful. ]

[aerodynamic]

[ hm. ]

Do we even have time for people to heal organically...? [ most of siffrin's blood was on the outside. ]

[depressured]

It's very likely situational.

[ Like if she had a light stab wound or something. ]

[aerodynamic]

[ ma'am please don't get stabbed. ]

... yeah, I hate this. [ why!!! ] But we have to believe we're still moving in the right direction even with all of this.

[depressured]

I hope so. It at least feels like we're... progressing. I think.

[ None stabbings. The most exciting thing has been Melinoe giving her a jug of Sunny D. ]

[aerodynamic]

[ and yet the sekai still looks like this...

he does seem to contemplate this though. ]

Not that I remember why I'm here still, but... it does kinda feel like we're getting closer. Is it just me? I can't tell if it's wishful thinking or we're actually handling the maze right, whatever that means.

[depressured]

[ Yeah, Mafuyu has felt empty for a While. ]

No, I think I understand what you mean. There was a sense of... knowing, that I'd moved forward.

[aerodynamic]

[ please help her. ]

... Asahina-san, have you thought about why you might be here?

[depressured]

Specifically in this maze of sorts? I'm always thinking about it.

[ Yosuke, she's an overthinker. ]

[aerodynamic]

[ he tilts his head for a moment. ]

Can I ask what you've thought of?

[depressured]

This place...

... Knows too much about us. Our memories, our insecurities, our pain. I think...

[ ... ]

We're being tested, somehow.

[aerodynamic]

"The truth waits for those with the ability to endure. You have lasted long. How much longer can you go?"

That's... that's what we heard when we reached the platform above the summit and as our memories came back about our real selves. It sounds like a test, you're right, but I don't understand why. A test to make sure we'll do whatever to earn whatever we're looking for?

[depressured]

Maybe. We may not remember what it is, but it was clearly important enough for us to agree to this. So it may be testing our resolve or our worth.

[aerodynamic]

This sucks... [ it's a low sort of whine because why!! he is done being tested!! ]

But if it was something that big that we'd agree to come to a place like this, testing our worth might make sense. Kinda wish we knew what the scale was for that sort of thing.

[depressured]

I think, given enough time, we'll learn that for ourselves.

[ Mafuyu is patient. ]

For now, all we can do is endure and try to keep moving forward. With moments like this for respite.

[aerodynamic]

Unless the scale keeps changing the further we go. [ he can be patient, but he also will point out the possibility. ]

... to tell you the truth, I'm not always great at respite. Usually I have to be the one to call a break for everybody, but here it feels... [ he shrugs. pointless isn't the word he wants, but it's harder to make himself stop when it's not for other people. ]

[depressured]

Then I'll remind you.

[ She says this very simply. ]

Sometimes I need reminders, too. But I'm also used to reminding someone else to take breaks.

[aerodynamic]

[ he seems surprised by the straightforwardness of it. ]

... thanks then. [ who is he to argue? ] Your friends are bad about it sometimes, too?

[ he'll just make a mental note to up his efforts to check in with her. ]

[depressured]

One of my friends is so busy composing music that she'll forget to eat or go to sleep if I don't tell her. She was hospitalized for it once.

[ This is not an exaggeration. ]

[aerodynamic]

Geez. Now that's some dedication. [ but the look on his face seems to go ??? and quickly to ?! ] She's okay now though, right?

[ and more importantly... ]

I never really asked what kind of music you guys are making. [ is this helping him decompress? yeah, a little. ]

[depressured]

She's fine, with reminders.

[ Between Mafuyu and the high school housekeeper, Kanade is somehow surviving. ]

But it depends. Sometimes it's electropop, sometimes it's lo-fi... here.

[ Again, the phone. An example starts playing. ]

[aerodynamic]

[ well now i understand the fishtank in her display name.

but also what on earth ARE THESE GIRLS OKAY? this is me, not him. this is also slightly him but he's actually taking this slightly more serious, listening to the words but also the general vibe of the music itself. without noticing, his fingers tap out the beat on his elbow and he appears to be giving this some deep thought. ]

Who writes your lyrics? That same friend? Or is it all of you?

[ anyway he's not going to let it stop until the song's over, thank you. ]

[depressured]

[ Well, you see, she also has an empty fishtank that she'd just stare into--

She lets him listen in silence, only speaking when spoken to. But at least he recognizes the beat Hits. ]

It's just me. I write all of the lyrics.

[ This will surely not concern Yosuke at all! ]

I'm fairly fluent in English, so I'm able to fit in more wordplay with it.

[aerodynamic]

[ every day he grows more and more concerned... ]

Huh. [ this also concerns him a bunch, but from an artistic standpoint: ] They're pretty good. I like the idea that you have to be a little more clever to tackle things instead of charging straight ahead even if it's not always the right way. And the weight of the secrets a person can hold.

[ it's his interpretation, at least. again, so much of this really concerns him. ]

... does it help? Expressing yourself that way. [ he is starting to understand a few things, he thinks. ]

[depressured]

[ Interpretation is in the eye of beholder! ]

I... think so. [ Tilting her head to ponder it. ]

I don't always know how I feel, so the lyrics make me think about it more and then I'm able to express it better. And our listeners seem to be able to relate to it.