[ Worth... A try? Maybe they'll get a lucid dream? He isn't sure. ]
Maybe we should have brought a third to look after us, but I'll send someone a text saying we're using this machine and to check up on us in five minutes or something.
Does Gojou want to go to America in the year 1783? Too bad if he doesn't. They are there now. They are in a redecorated White House, remade in the image of both Queen Medb and Cu Chulainn Alter. It's not the best look honestly, but that's more because Cu Chulainn than Medb.
[ do not make me rp cu alter. this is a dream, and cu is probably asleep now because i don't know how to write him, and if he's not killing everyone, he's usually sleeping. ]
[ you were the one who wrote it. you could have not, and we would not be here.
Cu Alter stirs awake because some random soldier is coming in to report something. Something about the going ons of Chaldea and their plans.
It spares her from commenting on whether or not Cu Alter was perfect for her or not. How even a wish to make someone perfect for you turns them into a joyless monster. That to be by her side as a king, he sealed away his happiness, and she...
Well. ]
Yeah, this is when I tried to conquer America. Honestly, it'd be great if it could show up.
[ Although it should not be influenced by this F/GO plot. ]
Some kind of interaction would be better than none.
[ Sometimes you want what you want, Mebd. Gojou isn't going to judge the fact that Cu Alter only has murder as a personality, though he doesn't wonder if she was happy with him. ]
Not even a little skitter... Or a purr. Not a mechanical laughter.
[ Well, they have been chasing it Too Much. He kicks the ground a bit. ]
I guess we can have fun in the White House of Medb! Never been here before.
[ What a good question!! Too bad he won't get an answer if he doesn't ask it.
He can wander and see the hundreds of blood soldiers Medb has made. They don't look like blood. They were just made from her blood. They look like regular Celtic soldiers, and they look at him oddly but don't stop him because....
Medb follows him and isn't ordering him to be caught. ]
We can set it on fire. I think they did that once.
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[ She makes a face. ]
Better to know what went on, if we can find out.
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[ So it's time for them to rev up the machine? Gojou sits in one of the seats. ]
All right! Time to think deeply about the thing in hopes we get another glimpse.
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[ Medb seats herself in the opposite chair and grabs the ocular device. ]
Now or never, hm?
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[ Worth... A try? Maybe they'll get a lucid dream? He isn't sure. ]
Maybe we should have brought a third to look after us, but I'll send someone a text saying we're using this machine and to check up on us in five minutes or something.
[ Let him do that. Okay. Time to start up! ]
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Does Gojou want to go to America in the year 1783? Too bad if he doesn't. They are there now. They are in a redecorated White House, remade in the image of both Queen Medb and Cu Chulainn Alter. It's not the best look honestly, but that's more because Cu Chulainn than Medb.
Medb makes a face. ]
Did we have to come here?
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... Is that your husband?
[ Gojou, of course, is going to look at Cu?! ]
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He was my king.
[ there is the smallest emphasis on was. ]
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Oh, he's super hot.
[ i am tagging this right away to curse you. ]
Didn't work out?
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Medb looks at Cu Alter and nods. Yeah, she can't disagree. She thinks he's super fucking hot, and it's terrible. It shows in her expression. ]
Death kind of makes things hard to work out.
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That's too bad... You guys seemed perfect for each other.
[ Hm. ]
So this is when you tried to conquer America, right? I wonder if the monster will suddenly appear anyway.
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Cu Alter stirs awake because some random soldier is coming in to report something. Something about the going ons of Chaldea and their plans.
It spares her from commenting on whether or not Cu Alter was perfect for her or not. How even a wish to make someone perfect for you turns them into a joyless monster. That to be by her side as a king, he sealed away his happiness, and she...
Well. ]
Yeah, this is when I tried to conquer America. Honestly, it'd be great if it could show up.
[ Although it should not be influenced by this F/GO plot. ]
Some kind of interaction would be better than none.
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Not even a little skitter... Or a purr. Not a mechanical laughter.
[ Well, they have been chasing it Too Much. He kicks the ground a bit. ]
I guess we can have fun in the White House of Medb! Never been here before.
[ HE STARTS WANDERING OFF. ]
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He can wander and see the hundreds of blood soldiers Medb has made. They don't look like blood. They were just made from her blood. They look like regular Celtic soldiers, and they look at him oddly but don't stop him because....
Medb follows him and isn't ordering him to be caught. ]
We can set it on fire. I think they did that once.
[ Grail knowledge. ]
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Don't mind if he takes a closer look. ]
But isn't this your place? Why should we do that?