According to your ghost buddy, someone else's virus stuff just faded away upon getting a body here, so maybe it's like that.
They sure left all other traces of what happened accurate. [ He points at the scarred side of his face with its red eye. ] That kiss won't hurt me anymore, but I'll sure remember it every time I look into the mirror anyway.
I'm 20 years old, why the fuck would I never have gotten kissed before?!
[ He hasn't... actually ever kissed anyone on the lips. But this is a matter of principle. What's with the assumption??
Kohaku's making what he roughly assumes to be eye contact with Yoshi now. ]
She turned herself into a zombie to take revenge on me, so she bit me in the head and then I shot her, because what else would you even do with a fucking zombie trying to kill you? So some great 'kiss' it was, she can insist on it being that all she wants!
[ This doesn't answer the 'why' at all. Also it's probably not a kid appropriate story, but we're word vomiting here in the heat of the moment. ]
[ This is rapidly drifting down a slippery slope into Long Story territory but they may have already moved too far along to stop that now. Time to own it and keep going. ]
Oh, what the hell, whatever. I was part of the anti-government terrorist group that took down her castle and killed her mother. Mind you, bitch had it coming. There's nothing good about nobility.
[ There's a pause here. Despite how casually Kohaku launched into this explanation, these memories aren't exactly pleasant. He remembers hearing that she requested the zombie head, he remembers the way he felt when he ran to the room she was held captive in... What the other terrorists did to her, what he did to her... And what she did to him, before that. What a wreck of a situation. Almost laughable now. Almost. ]
She figured she might as well make her last act one to spite me and boy, she did it. Women are fucking terrifying.
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so you got really lucky
i wonder if they just left it out when they made you a new body?
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They sure left all other traces of what happened accurate. [ He points at the scarred side of his face with its red eye. ] That kiss won't hurt me anymore, but I'll sure remember it every time I look into the mirror anyway.
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it would be pretty weird if we had bodies that weren't like the ones we're used to
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[ Kohaku buries his face in his arms. He hasn't really been this vulnerable in a long time and it's a weird feeling. ]
It's what she called it, when she tried to kill me.
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[Kohaku can probably feel a ghost kid leaning off the bed over him.]
why was she trying to kill you with a kiss???
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[ He hasn't... actually ever kissed anyone on the lips. But this is a matter of principle. What's with the assumption??
Kohaku's making what he roughly assumes to be eye contact with Yoshi now. ]
She turned herself into a zombie to take revenge on me, so she bit me in the head and then I shot her, because what else would you even do with a fucking zombie trying to kill you? So some great 'kiss' it was, she can insist on it being that all she wants!
[ This doesn't answer the 'why' at all. Also it's probably not a kid appropriate story, but we're word vomiting here in the heat of the moment. ]
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why did she want revenge???
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[ This is rapidly drifting down a slippery slope into Long Story territory but they may have already moved too far along to stop that now. Time to own it and keep going. ]
Oh, what the hell, whatever. I was part of the anti-government terrorist group that took down her castle and killed her mother. Mind you, bitch had it coming. There's nothing good about nobility.
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[ There's a pause here. Despite how casually Kohaku launched into this explanation, these memories aren't exactly pleasant. He remembers hearing that she requested the zombie head, he remembers the way he felt when he ran to the room she was held captive in... What the other terrorists did to her, what he did to her... And what she did to him, before that. What a wreck of a situation. Almost laughable now. Almost. ]
She figured she might as well make her last act one to spite me and boy, she did it. Women are fucking terrifying.
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that sounds like a really special case???
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One can only hope so.
[ Not like he tried to get close to women in any other case than this so his experiences are... limited to the worst case scenario. ]
Wow, this got depressing fast. How useless.
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[ TRAGIC EDGY PAST ASIDE, he is still ecstatic about the news. ]
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good thing it's gone, though
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[ He gestures towards the eye that is on the scarred half of his face - it's red, as opposed to the other blue one. ]
If it wasn't for your weird number thing, I'd still be guessing.
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that's so weird!