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prompt five | E N D I N G S dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all. |
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prompt five | E N D I N G S dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all. |
AZAZEL | embeds
It's not like dying together is going to help anything in the long run. All you end up doing is making it so whatever team you're batting for lacks two members. Bravo, sentimental fool, you've single-handedly taken down you, a partner, and your entire operation. How does that make you feel? Any better than before?
[ ladies and gentleman, words of wisdom from an AI named azazel. your life is now far more fulfilled than it was before. ]
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[ Ladies and gentleman, this is what happens when your AI equivalent of a little sister tries to self-duplicate on her own. ]
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[ Azazel used to call her Bella, now her clone is called Bel. Shorter because he's less of her than he should be and because, well he's young. ]
You need to learn not to believe they're all just hypothetical propositions.
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I do trust you, [ he says, always such a literal thing. (That's unique, that's strictly v2.0. Bella had never been that way, not even in the slightest.) ] I know they're not all hypothetical, it just—
The proposition seemed silly, otherwise.
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I know you do, but I don't mean it that way, [ he frowns back. (Bel takes things literally and sometimes Azazel forgets that they're different in that respect.) ] You'd be surprised how silly people can be.
They think doing that is the ultimate sacrifice and that it's the truest form of loyalty. [ A pause. ] It's not, of course.