The overall plot is also more low key. K7 SINdrome had you participating in a cosmic cold war between super powers that were secretly governed by metaphysical beings using presidents, & other high elected officials as their proxies.
I dropped all of that bullshit for Daydream Cafe. (The game still takes place in a similar setting, but the world is just background information now.)
Daydream Cafe's plot is more closely centered around Daydream Cafe, and a bordello called Citadel De Laputa.
It revolves around a woman who dialed the "number" to summon/hire the Killer 7 to kill a girl that she has a grudge with.
(The bloody girl in the title screen is the one who she contracts a hit on.)
It sounds simple enough.
Unfortunately the story is presented as if it came straight out of bizarro world.
Let's just say that the only person in this game who isn't a deluded son of a bitch is the woman's daughter, and that's only because she doesn't get much dialogue in the game.
Emir himself is just a plot device, so don't expect me to develop his character.
(I believe that Emir is far more interesting as a mystery man who only does what he's contracted to do.)
Story interlude:


The Door Man:
I saw a child. Wounded beside a river. I asked her what's wrong.
She did not respond. However I did feel a quiver.
That omnimous feeling sent chills down my spine.
An image of a bar, or maybe it was a cafe.
Appeared before my eyes.
Was it a daydream, or a mirage? By the time I had noticed.
It was already too late. I was smitten by the allure
of the lotus. I could not resist the temptation, so I resigned to my fate.
I had no choice. It was all that I could do.
Her web of allure spun around me. For she has mounted a new
unsuspecting mate.
Ever since I first met her... I have felt an omnipresence
of a mustachioed man.
Laughing, laughing at me.
Young lass,
Do you understand why that is?
There's no need to reply, for I can already see the answer within
your eyes.
All I ask is that you remember to take a deep breath.
Count from ten to one. Stare into their eyes...
And pull the trigger in order to unleash your rage from the barrels of the
inner chamber.
She appears. I trust that you know what to do.
Character battle sprites





Battle screens




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Carmila Xiomara:
She dials the "number" to contract the Killer 7 to kill a friend of hers.
The plot mostly revolves around her.
Her daughter makes fun of her. Constantly accusing Carmila of speaking to an imaginary friend.
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Bloody Heartland: AKA Emir Parkreiner / Killer7
He accepts a job to kill a woman, and flawlessly completes the contract.
The problem is that he seems to be trapped inside the house that he killed her in, and is trying to navigate his way out in order collect the other half of his agreed upon payment.
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Xerxes Jahangir:
The main character.
A convict who does all sorts of underworld wetwork/contracts.
He's currently assigned to assassinate the foreign ambassador for a woman who he calls "The Whore", or "The Harlot".
He constantly reports back to his superiors whenever they "pull" him into "their world".
His life comes into question once he discovers that somebody contracted Bloody Heartland to kill him.
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Doc Silver:
Jahangir's partner in crime. Silver was a Catholic priest. (Yes that "kind" of Catholic priest.)
He seems to be the more level headed of the two, but it turns out that he merely has better manners than Jahangir.
He's actually more insane than Jahangir, but his insanity isn't quite as clear to see.
Due to him being far more eloquent in his method of speech.
He's the magician type of the party.
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Camellia Petal Blight: AKA Tsubaki
She's the girl who gets killed by Emir at the begining of the game, and is also the same girl who Emir was contracted to eliminate.
She lives in a bordello called "Citadel De Laputa".
Camellia is not actually a prostitute. She just lives there.
"The Whore" personally invited Camellia herself.
Camellia joins with Jahangir & Doc Silver during the 2nd chapter after she becomes "one" with Harold. (By "one" I do not mean intercourse.)
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Harold Kumar:
He's just some hopeless romantic dork who falls in love with Camellia, and becomes "one" with her.
Well, he got what he wanted at least, hah hah.
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Jezebel, the Harlot:
She is the whore of the citadel. She seems to be a metaphysical being. She owns a bordello & is said to wield enough influence & military might to stand up against the super power of the USOA (Union Society of Acquiescence.)
Wait a minute, that can't be right. That doesn't make any goddamn sense.
It's just a fucking bordello!?
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Mamoru bros.:
Well suited men. Who speak half assed philosophy during a blow job.
They constantly seek for an "Answer" away from this "state of decay", and they don't seem to like Camellia much.
"She is carnivorous. She disgusts me."
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Henrik Dullahan:
CEO of Godsong corp. He seems to have a hand in many underworld activities.
He's also constantly seen being pleasured by whores at Citadel De Laputa, yet he claims that he's never been there in his life.
The records check out, and it turns out that he's telling the truth.
What gives?
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Cornellia:
She's a crazed ninja school girl serial killer.
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Augustus Gustavo:
He's typically seen hanging out at the restroom lodge of Citadel De Laputa.
He's an old acquaintance of Jahangir.
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Morganna Fyawat:
A stunningly beautiful impeccably dressed woman who goes out with Camiuex Weswin to some fancy ass bourgeois opera.
This, this is the most wonderful day of her life.
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Camiuex Weswin:
He takes out that hot ass babe Morganna to a date at a opera house.
He doesn't seem to give a fuck about her.
His eye seems to be more focused on the Well suited men, the Mamoru Bros.
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Millsbury Doeboy:
Jahangir's contact.
They seem to always be discussing about the Carmila vs Camellia rivalry.
Is it just a simple bitch fight that they should ignore, or should they step in & interfere before everybody else around Carmila & Camellia gets dragged into their business.
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The Door Man:
He's the creepy guy who hides behind the shadows of a door every time Carmila comes over to visit him.
The Mamoru Bros. can't stand it when she comes over to speak with the Door man.
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Monsieur GREEN, & Mistress PINKY:
Jahangir's superiors who sometimes "pull" him into "their world".
They may look like a bunch of shady characters, but hey shame on you.
You should know by now not the judge a book by its cover.
They like to check up on him every once in awhile, that's all.
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Tetsuguro Kusabi:
The same Tetsuguro from the Silver Case & FSR.
Although he's a cop, he was actually on a joint assignment with Emir Parkreiner & Sumio Kodai.
Unfortunately Sumio Kodai went missing, and he has no fucking idea where Emir Parkreiner went.
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Toriko Kusabi:
The same Toriko from Silver Case & FSR.
She seems to live in the same dorm as "The Door Man".
She has sexual relations with a man who's nearly a decade older than her.
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Sumio Kodai:
Yup, the same Sumio from Silver Case & FSR.
While not a therapist, he is a freelance detective so he takes up any job regardless of how inane he may think it is.
He spends the whole game just listening to Carmila nag all day.
He sometimes offers her advice that he himself would never be caught dead following.
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Yayoi Itsushima/Hanayama:
The same girl from Moonlight Syndrome & FSR.
Who knows what she's up to. I don't even know why she's in this game.
Hell, not even Suda understands what the hell she's up to half the time.
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Mika Kishi:
Same dead bitch from Moonlight Syndrome, and guess what?
She's still a dead fucking bitch....
The character who is based off of I, Topdrunkee.
Calagatha Seizar
Is still in this game, but his role has been reduced to a minor one.
He's more of a narrator who foreshadows events every now & then.
I had to write his part out, because I preferred the extreme absurdity of the Mamoru bros.
















Still editing this post. I need to post up more pics, more samples of the plot, and an swf file sampling the soundtrack.


The part when you shoot the K7 logo is pretty cool. (It only works if you shoot his head.)
Battle screens



Bloody Heartland

Looks like you've been busy. Now I feel lazy ; PI haven't worked on the game in over 6 months, lol. I was supposed to release it last October. So now I'm rushing to complete it before oct. arrives again. It's an adventure game so the duration of the game isn't going to be long. (I'm aiming for the game time to be about One hour 30 minutes to 2 hours tops.)
Nice. I like all the perverted lines.Wait until you realize what exactly it is that they're talking about. (It's even more twisted when the lines are spoken in context.) The story direction of this game is a mind fuck similar to the likes of Mulholland Drive & a Suda 51 game. In the sense that the plot is really about two or three characters. Everybody else is just a cipher. The plot seems much more insane when you're actually playing it due to all the weird intermissions & transitions screens. (One guy even walks out of the cafe, because the tv keeps playing the same "Daydream Cafe" show all the time.) Here's the monologues that I have for the first crime, and the first half of the second crime. (I deleted all dialogue trees, because I'm too lazy to come up with some random ass shit to say.) The following only details the spoken dialogue. any information that is obtained from a letter, visual/action scenes during cutscenes or through gameplay will not be posted Intro part 1 "Enjoy Drive" (To insanity)
Carmila Xiomara:
I can't stand it anymore. What is her problem?
Can she not see that she's only making it worse for all of us.
There has to be a way for her & I to come to an amicable agreement.
????:
Tactful as ever eh, Mrs. Xiomara. Oh excuse moi.
I meant Ms. Xiomara.
Honestly are you really going to let her get away with that?
Carmila Xiomara:
Of course not! It's just that I.... I still consider her a friend.
????:
Is that so?
Hmmph, I would never befriend one such as she.
One who has put you through the unspeakable, & yet she departs.
Without even uttering a word of thanks, or at least a goddamn apology!
You disappoint me Ms. Xiomara.
I once believed that you had a thicker spine then that.
Carmila Xiomara:
You heard her yourself. In her own words she recited...
"Life is but an essence that deteriorates with time before
they ever get the chance to bloom."
"Our time is short, like the petals of an infected camellia.
Why not Kill the Past? After all, It's water under the bridge."
????:
Heh, that has to be the most pretentious tripe that I ever had the displeasure of hearing.
Ms. Xiomara do you really intend to let bygones be bygones?
Not that I honestly care.
This is your life we're speaking about. I'm just here to guide you.
Carmila Xiomara:
Oh of course not. I just dialed the number.
????:
Hah hah hah hah hah!
THE NUMBER!? You mean the...
Carmila Xiomara:
Yes that number.
I'm expecting a reply shortly.
????:
I suppose that you actually do possess a backbone.
That's always nice.
Daughter:
Mother, who are you talking to?
(You stare at her pondering
who the hell she was.
Then it hits you this is
your mid teenage daughter.)
Carmila Xiomara:
Oh, no one sweetie. I was just thinking out loud. That's all.
Daughter:
Hee hee, you were speaking to him again weren't you?
Carmila Xiomara:
Speaking to whom may I ask?
Daughter:
Your imaginary friend! So what he say this time?
Tell him to bring me a big chocolate Easter bunny the next time he pays you a visit!
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TEE HEE HEE!
Carmila Xiomara:
Susanna will you cut it out? Stop making fun of your mother.
Intro part 2
????:
Pick up the damn phone already. The suspense is killing me!
Carmila Xiomara:
Hola, how are you. Is this....
Phone:
(The phone relays a garbled
message, and god awful salsa
inspire para para music.)
Carmila Xiomara:
Do you still have her i.d. cards?
If it's not too much to ask I'd like to keep them as a memento.
Oh that's quite alright. I completely understand.
I'm sure that you don't want to risk it.
By the way did she fit the description that I gave you?
Mostly you say?
Well, she was still in bed.
You'd be surprised how different us women look without our make up.
Oh she was still pretty?
Ah well knowing her she's never had a bad hair day,
"smirk".
I'm sorry to bother you with the small talk.
Let us get down to business shall we.
I don't mind at all. It sounds like you did a thorough job.
Did she put up any signs of struggle?
So she went peacefully sound asleep.
That woman did always like to daydream. Even at its least opportune.
You did do directly as I asked right? What! You did it after you killed her?
Are you a necro- Please excuse me a slip of the tongue. I mean no disrespect.
Ah I see now.You merely stripped her naked.
In either case as long as she's found nude in a pool of her blood.
Did you amputate one of her hands as I asked?
Splendid.
Yes, yes I know it's an odd request.
She did the most amourous actions imaginable with those hands
that no self respectable women should be doing in the first place.
Believe me, you did her a favour.
BLOODY HEARTLAND.
Begin Drive: to Insanity
Crime 1: Life is to kill for ~ Play Emir Parkreiner contract
Daydream Cafe scene 1
Camellia:
Oh hi. I had the most wonderful dream of a prince charming who swept me off my feet.
No matter what the trouble may be. He would always be there by my side.
Too bad it was just a dream.
Sometimes, sometimes I wish that
I could dream forever.
????:
Don't worry about a thing madam. I shall keep watch over you while
you slumber.
Camellia:
Ah, how thoughtful. Let us dream together.
????:
I'm afraid not madam. Dreams don't work that way. I'm a man of action, not peace.
Camellia:
What's that supposed to mean?
Emir Parkreiner:
May you find the salvation that you sought in eternal slumber.
For I have freed you from the daily suffering of life.
The Door Man
The Door Man:
I saw a child. Wounded beside a river. I asked her what's wrong.
She did not respond. However I did feel a quiver.
That omnimous feeling sent chills down my spine.
An image of a bar, or maybe it was a cafe.
Appeared before my eyes.
Was it a daydream, or a mirage? By the time I had noticed.
It was already too late. I was smitten by the allure
of the lotus. I could not resist the temptation, so I resigned to my fate.
I had no choice. It was all that I could do.
Her web of allure spun around me. For she has mounted a new
unsuspecting mate.
Ever since I first met her... I have felt an omnipresence
of a mustachioed man.
Laughing, laughing at me.
Young lass,
Do you understand why that is?
There's no need to reply, for I can already see the answer within
your eyes.
All I ask is that you remember to take a deep breath.
Count from ten to one. Stare into their eyes...
And pull the trigger in order to unleash your rage from the barrels of the
inner chamber.
She appears. I trust that you know what to do.
Begin Drive: To insanity
Crime 1: Life is to kill for ~ Play Xerxes Jahangir contract
Jahangir speaks to Doc Silver
????:
Jahangir.
Tonight's the night.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Ah hah Doc Silver. No need to complete that sentence.
I've been waiting all year for that new prime time show to come on.
"Avenger's Death" It air's tonight at 10:30 PM.
Doc Silver:
What the devil are you babbling about?
Tonight is the night that we "personally invite" the foreign ambassador.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Say what!?
Jahangir is interrupted by
Monsieur GREEN, & Mistress PINKY


Jahangir:
Why now of all times? Can't you see that I was in the middle of something?
Monsieur GREEN:
Come now. Is that any way to speak to your superior?
I'm like the father whom you've never had. Once again it begins.
Will they ever stop? How many times must you fail before you finally
make a right?
To be quite honest. I have no idea why you would waste your time targeting an ambassador.
They have diplomatic immunity. No one will come to their aid.
Shall an unexpected disaster befall them.
Jahangir:
Do they honestly believe that just I & Mr. Silver could pull this shit off?
Monsieur GREEN:
Not likely. You lot are nothing more than hired goons.
It seems that they're trying to manipulate you two into becoming patsies
who go down for the cause.
Jahangir:
Then what in blazes is my part-nah so happy about?
Why'd we even agree to take this fucking shit hole contract
in the first place?
Monsieur GREEN:
Don't ask me. He's your partner.
I'm only here to observe. Nothing less & nothing more.
I suggest that you ask him yourself.
Mistress PINKY:
Sorry to interrupt this chat, but I've come to inform you that "dinner" is ready.
Monsieur GREEN:
Ah hah dinner. As you can see Mr. Jahangir. I must depart now.
Mistress PINKY:
Hold it, may I speak to the boy dear?
Monsieur GREEN:
Why certainly my beloved. I have no objection.
Mistress PINKY:
This is about your contract, that "ambassador"
Or at least that's what he prizes himself as.
Jahangir, Look closely at the night sky. The moon. The stars.
The moonlight in particular. My premonitions tell me that the bride of chaos will grant you two with great fortune this evening.
All you have to do is charge forward, & eliminate all that impede your path.
Think not of their friends, family, or loved ones. They are the enemy.
Consider any & all who get in your way as a demonic raging beast.
Do what you must to stop them dead in their tracks, because they will not hesitate to kill you.
Don't ever forget that.You are like a son to me, and I don't ever want to
lose you.
Jahangir:
I understand, father, mother.
Monsieur GREEN, & Mistress PINKY:
Oh please, stop flattering us. We're not your parents.
Not biologically speaking at least.
Thanks, we appreciate your generosity. We'll take your sentiments to heart. Just don't fail us now you hear.
Jahangir & Doc Silver convo resumes
Doc Silver:
Jahangir, are you even listening. Okay I'll tell you one last time.
This assignment is a personal request from the "Harlot".
Xerxes Jahangir:
The Whore... of the citadel. What the hell does she have to do with this?
Doc Silver:
She wants the ambassador dead. In order to create a "reason". A reason for divergence away from the capital in the mainland.
Xerxes Jahangir:
So she's finally planning to bring the fight back to them. Shit, sounds good to me.
Doc Silver:
Agreed.
Jahangir & Doc Silver confront the ambassador
You can see an older gentleman being guarded by an entourage of
bodyguards. No doubt about it. This is the foreign ambassador.
Jahangir:
How you doing cocksucker. Too bad it's about to rain.
We wouldn't want you to get prematurely wet now, do we?
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
I make it a point to never respond to such vulgarities.
What is it that you believe that you could accomplish by killing me?
If it weren't for my noble efforts.
Our countries would still be at war with one another.
I must say. You my dear sir, have gone mad with rage.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Mad? I ain't mad. This is how I make a living.
Look at this pathetic con man. Acting as if he's making a difference.
Doc Silver:
I concur. You may assume that you are making life prosperous for all.
What you don't seem to realize. Is that no matter what...
The world needs people like us.
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
And that is?
Xerxes Jahangir:
Natural born killers.
It does not matter how peaceful,
how fucking benevolent the world gets. No matter what...
Doc Silver:
Death will always be the only escape.
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
A grand escape that shall be.
It was fun chatting with you vagrants,but as you can see I have a meeting
to attend to.
Goodbye. I do not believe that we will ever see each other again.
Whore of the Citadel swoops in & kills all of Gregorius guards
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
The Harlot!? What is the meaning of this?
Whore of the Citadel:
Meaning? There is no meaning.
Lets just say that I hate to waste my time.
Time, a precious commodity that was once mine to control.
Until you foolishly tried to amend all past transgressions.
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
What are you saying? Is this what you want?
A revival of the turmoil that you & I once sought to relinquish.
Whore of the Citadel:
Spare me.
I only seceded, because the one identified as the God Hand.
Beckoned that I do his bidding.
I was only doing what I did as a show of respect for his achievements.
My decisions had nothing to do with your mediocre diplomatic efforts.
It seems that even your mind has been clouded by your own countries rhetoric.
How rich.
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
What about stability? Law & order? Surely you must have not thought
long & hard about this.
Whore of the Citadel:
I may be a bitch, but I'm not one content to be lead around the nose on a leash.
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
I, I don't know how I should respond.
Whore of the Citadel:
Exactly. You never did understand.
Farewell, for now.
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
Looks like I'm trapped with nowhere to run, or hide. Let it be known. I'll shall not go down without a fight!
Gregorius Ferdinhanz:
Blood, blood... Blood is the sign of life.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Sweat signifies the need.
Doc Silver:
Tears symbolizes the fear.
_______________________
That Death comes to us all.


"Chapter 1: Life is to kill for completed
Screen transitions back to the Mika Kishi static screen."
_______________________
The first chapter doesn't tell you much.
It's during the second chapter where you get a bit more of an idea of what's actually going on.
Lomrathalia Reynes:
Good evening & welcome to thursday night's edition of the weekly Freedom Reel.
I'm Lomrathalia Reynes & tonight I present to you with Ifala's evergreen
hard hitting news.
Henrik Dullahan, the ceo of Godsong Corp. is currently celebrating the marriage of his lovely daughter, Isabella.
Henrik Dullahan is proud to announce that this celebration will be an open invitation.
Open to all residents of Ifala to attend his daughter's wedding.
Festivities will be held tomorrow from midnight to daybreak at
the Sunshine strip east from Citadel De Laputa.
I know I for one won't want to mis---
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................................................
This just in....
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it appears that Gregorious Ferdinhan, The Foreign Ambassador of the USOA has been assassinated.
This does not bode well for us Ifalans.
The Foreign Ambassador happened to be the one man who single handley
kept the peaceful coexistence between our beloved home land & the
One world government of the USOA at the current status quo.
We here at the Freedom Reel, express great concern over how the USOA will handle these current change of events.
...........................
.......................................
I'm fully aware that I as a professional am not suppose
to express my concern unless otherwise noted.
However, I fear that the USOA will scapegoat our great mistress,
The Harlot of the Citadel.
The USOA will not take kindly to the announcement that
Gregorious Ferdinhan's death occurred on Ifalan soil.
I, Lomrathalia Reynes have reason to believe that the USOA will no doubt view this la-*test*-('") occurrence as an act of aggression towards their government.
I fear that they will use this perceived transgression as a
political lynchpin in order to attain local support from their populace.
I'd hate to say it, but it looks like we're headed for
another war over the sovereignty of Freedom Prison.
Personally I'd pack my bags & run, but unfortunately there's nowhere to hide.
Cutscene with unidentified girl

Unidentified woman:
Those men, in the back alley? Who were they?
The one with the blade in his hand.
He turned around to speak to me, but I could barely make out what he was saying.
All I recall were the words.... "I believe"
"I believe"... What is it that he believes in?
Who cares he's just a murderer, and I'm a witness.
Now I'm afraid that he may come after me as well, but why is it that he hesitated to kill me?
Why did it all seem so familiar to me?
I heard that the man murdered in the back alley was somebody important. Whoever he was it doesn't matter.
Nothing matters. Nothing.... Nothing matters anymore.
I... .. I just want to live to see another day.
Child of The Moth:
Curiosity killed the cat, but unfortunately for this woman.
She does not have nine lives to live.
Crime 2 Intro part 1
Carmila Xiomara:
This isn't good. Another war!? This is all her fault.
????:
Whaddaya mean her?
Camellia's dead. Bloody Heartland confirmed the hit himself.
Carmila Xiomara:
It's just that...that I feel we need to dispose of the evidence.
????:
Evidence, as in the eyewitness? Ms. Xiomara you are colder than I originally presumed.
I respect that.
Daughter:
Mother, there's something I wish to speak to you about. Please listen, it's urgent.
Carmila Xiomara:
Now now sweetie as you can see your mother is busy right now.
Daughter:
Busy? You've been staring at the car roof mumbling to yourself for the past few minutes.
You call that busy?
(You stare at her pondering
who the hell she was.
Then it hits you this is
your mid teenage daughter.)
Carmila Xiomara:
Susanna, your mother is tired right now. Let her get some shut eye.
Daughter:
Stop speaking to me like I'm a little kid.
I'm 16 yrs. old and please stop calling me Susanna. That's not my name.
I just want to say that I think I saw who murdered that old ambassador guy.
There were three of them.
A guy in a cloak, a muscular dark haired man in a wife beater, & a woman in a thong.
Mother I want you to please ask the driver to turn the car around so I can report what I saw to the authorities.
Carmila Xiomara:
Oh Susanna. You & your crazy imagination.
Crime 2 Intro part 2
????:
Nobody is answering.
Carmila Xiomara:
Darn it. Pick up the phone Bloody Heartland. What's the hold up?
Mamoru Sorakuro:
Hah hah, it looks like he didn't escape the Camellia after all.
Carmila Xiomara:
What do you mean? She's dead!
Mamoru Sorakuro:
Why yes of course. SHE'S dead.
However you must always hack away at the roots in order to get to the center of the problem.
She is carnivorous.
She disgusts me.
Carmila Xiomara:
So what do we do now? What about Bloody Heartland? Do we just abandon him?
Mamoru Sorakuro:
He's trapped in her web. Forget him. You & I need to discuss loose ends.
About that evidence. Have you dealt with it yet?
Carmila Xiomara:
Not at this time no, but arrangements have been made.
I must say that I feel a bit dead inside, because the evidence was dear to
me.
Mamoru Sorakuro:
My condolences. I assure that you will get over it.
Carmila Xiomara:
I suppose you're right.
Mamoru Sorakuro:
(Sorakuro has spotted something,
or someone from the corner of
his eye.)
Carmila Xiomara:
I have to leave. There's someone who I must speak to.
Mamoru Sorakuro:
(Oh come on.
I can't believe it.
Not the Door man.)
______________________
Year: 2057
A manifestation of alternate celestial realities that under suspicious circumstances became intertwined & broke into the 4rth dimension.
IFALA, otherwise known as
Freedom Prison, &
USOA Super government.
What are they?
Let's stick to something
simpler.
Who is
Bloody Heartland?
Begin Drive: to Insanity
Crime 2: Flowers of Romance ~ Play Emir Parkreiner contract
-Emir's 2nd transition level tells you more of the background politics of the plot.
It will not be posted here though, because it's read through a letter.
I'm only posting up the spoken dialogue in the game.
The Door Man: Crime 2
The Door Man:
I can feel the misled presence of 7 entities without rest.
The subject in question belongs neither to the East or the West.
He was unable to grow wings, yet somehow he still managed to escape from his nest.
One might say that he possesses true individuality, but to my eyes these 7 entities are nothing more than a mess.
Bound by laws created by man, Harbouring great ambition so intense...
An ambition bred by false independence.
In time I hope that you will understand...
Nevertheless I shall watch intently as the theory comes to a close.
For the misled entity of 7 may benefit the ABSOLUTE
Whether this be fact or fiction. No one knows.
The only true Absolute is that
CHAOS REIGNS
IN THE NAME
OF THE HARLOT.
All I ask is that you remember to take a deep breath.
Count from ten to one. Stare into their eyes...
And pull the trigger in order to unleash your rage from the barrels of the
inner chamber.
The subject appears. Carmila, I trust that you know what to do.
Camellia & Harold



Crime 2: Flowers of Romance ~ Play Harold Kumar's scenario
*There was an awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity.Then all of a sudden.*
*The woman glanced up & smiled at you.*
Harold:
Ever since I first laid my eyes on you. I just couldn't avert my gaze away from your sight.
Your smile has left me speechless. I honestly don't know what to say.
I know we just met, but If you don't mind me asking?
Could I at least get your name again?
I'm Harold by the way...
Tsubaki Komori:
Tsu... Tsubaki. My name's Tsubaki.
Harold:
Tsubaki is it? What a beautiful name.
I don't want to come off as nosy, but could you please tell me what you were doing at Daydream cafe by yourself?
Tsubaki Komori:
Oh no reason in particular.
I was wondering could you accompany I for a bit longer tonight?
I mean, if it's not too much trouble for you.
Harold:
Why of course anything for you.
Tsubaki Komori:
Hmm, anything you say?
Harold:
Uh, yeah anything! I'd give you the world.
Tsubaki Komori:
That's more then I could ever ask for.
Harold:
So this must be Citadel De Laputa. What kind of establishment is it?
Tsubaki:
A bordello.
Harold:
You don't mean to tell me that you're...
Tsubaki:
No, I just live here. I owe it all to the landlord. The Harlot.
Harold:
The Harlot? That's a fitting name to go by I guess.
Tsubaki:
Indeed it is.
Well, I'm ready for you to escort me anytime now.
Harold:
Ah yes, sorry about that. I'll try not to disappoint you any further my beautiful flower.
Tsubaki:
Ah please stop that. You're embarrassing me.
Harold:
That's what your beautiful lips may say, but your face is blushing red.
Oh how I adore the contrast with your face. Pale as the snow.
Tsubaki:
Oh cut it out. Just you wait. I'm giving you a big surprise once we get to my room.
Harold:
Hmm, a surprise? From a goddess such as yourself? I could hardly wait.
Tsubaki:
As do I, cutie pie.
________________
*Harold & Tsubaki enter Citadel De Laputa.
They partied for a few hours.*
*Tsubaki went for a bathroom break.
However 40 min. have long since passed
& she still hasn't came back out.*
*What in blazes could be
taking her so long?*
NPC Augustus Gustavo
Harold:
Excuse me, my kind sir. Have you seen a young beautiful woman pass by around here?
????:
I see many fine pieces of ass around here. Could you be a bit more specific?
Harold:
Ok, well she's about 170 cm tall.
Has long silky black hair, pale skin, green piercing eyes.
????:
Nope, can't say that I have.
Harold:
Oh surely you must've. She came by here 40 min. ago!
????:
Hmmph, I came here about 15 min. ago. So no dice kid. Get the fuck out of my sight.
Harold:
You have got to be kidding me?
I was standing near the bathroom entrance this entire time.
I don't recall ever seeing you come in.
????:
Tough break kid. It ain't my fault that your eyes are failing ya.
So shut the fuck up, before I end up having to hurt ya.
Kappeeeessshhhhhh!
Harold:
Um, yeah.
Ok, whatever you say.
NPC Bathroom stall kid
Harold:
Camellia! Are you in there!?
????:
This stall is occupied. Now please leave me alone.
Harold:
Sorry. My mistake.
Mamoru Sakaruba Blowjob Philosophy

Man in suit:
In this world, there is no such thing as absolutes.
This hold's true for the fabric of reality that you call "truth".
Your eyes & ears can't always be depended on to gauge your surroundings.
Hoe:
*Constantly bobs head back & forth
like a chickenhead.*
*As her tongue swithers
around the well suited man's
shaft.*
Mamoru Sakuraba:
Suppose that one day what you saw in front of your eyes was nothing more than a manifestation that rose from your inner sub conscious.
What would that imply? Is it real, because you can see it?
Hoe:
*She doesn't seem to be too
interested in the well suited man's
inane banter.*
*She's only concerned with
what she is paid to do.*
Man is suit:
Or is it fake, because it came directly from your mind?
If the entire world around you turned out to be a fabrication
indoctrinated to you since child birth.
That in turn would also mean that you were living a lie your whole life.
Your friends, family, & loved ones. They would simply cease to exist.
If the mind of the host no longer believes in the reality instilled to them from their surroundings & social upbringing.
If reality is FICTION, &
Fiction is REALITY.
Would that imply that if I were to kill you right where you stand?
Would it be considered....
IMAGINARY or a TRAGEDY?
Hoe:
*She gags on the man's cock.
Her lips still on the rim of the
shaft...*
*Open wide as her mouth
full of cum slowly drips to
the floor.*
*She constantly nods her
head as if in agreement with
what the well suited man
preached.*
*She holds out her hand,
as if she were expecting
a commission.*
Man in suit:
What's that? I don't get it?
Was that a yes it's imaginary?
Or a yes it's FICTION?
Well, since I am still slightly confused.
I propose that we seek the answer out.
Mamoru Sakaruba Blowjob Philosophy part 2
Man in suit:
What a pity. I don't feel a thing. A tragedy this is not.
This passing moment I felt was nothing more than a fleeting moment of imaginary pleasure.
Harold:
Oh my god!!! You're a madman!
Man in suit:
Why hello there. I didn't see you come in.
I must've been way too consumed with the thralls of oral ecstasy.
The Harlot's hoes achieve so little in intellectual stimulation.
It's a sad shame really. I heard that they were the cream of the crop.
I heard that they could provide all patrons with any service that they so desired.
Too bad it's all hearsay.
By the way, My name is Mamoru Sakuraba. How do you do?
Harold:
How am I doing? I just saw you callously murder somebody!?
Mamoru Sakuraba:
Murder? Me? I would never do such a thing.
I only grant others what they desire most.
Harold:
Like what? Death!!
Mamoru Sakuraba:
If you could please ever so kindly stop accusing I of such heinous acts.
I do not wish death on anybody. I only grant them their desire.
The answer.
Harold:
The answer?
Mamoru Sakuraba:
Yes that is correct. Mankind's grea-*test*-('") desire is the answer to the meaning of life.
Knowledge of that which is mine.
Harold:
What the bloody hell are you yapping about?
You call that an answer?
You cold bloodedly murdered that woman for you own enjoyment.
Don't tell me that you got to Tsubaki too?
Mamoru Sakuraba:
Did you just say Tsubaki? As in the Camellia? Don't be crazy.
I would never go near such a poisonous flower.
She is carnivorous.
She disgusts me.
Heh heh, you are indeed a funny guy.
You must not pursue the Camellia's smile
I advise you to leave this place while you still can.
Harold:
That's ok. I'm going to call the cops, and I'm taking Tsubaki with me.
Mamoru Sakuraba:
As I said earlier. That flower is carnivorous. She disgusts me.
I can't allow that tainted flower to claim a new trophy.
A word of advice. You shouldn't act upon emotion.
That Camellia is a siren of the foulest breed. Torn limb from limb, they have befallen.
Enticed by the scent that lead to their demise.
An unfortunate mishap.
One that you yourself should be mentally equipped enough to withstand.
Harold:
I've had it. I can no longer listen to your gibberish.
NPC Augustus Gustavo after hoe gets killed.
Harold:
Quick you have to get out of here!
????:
Shut the fuck up. I don't take orders from you.
Harold:
You don't understand this is urgent!
A woman has been murdered. Right before my eyes!
????:
And?
Harold:
What do you mean and? Surely you must've heard the gun fire just now?
????:
Can't say that I have. Now leave me the fuck alone.
Harold:
You have got to be kidding me?
????:
Listen here brat. I couldn't care less what you saw or heard.
It has nothing to do with me. So shut the fuck up & go whine to some one who cares.
Harold:
Well, suit yourself. Don't say I didn't warn ya!
Whore of the Citadel's room
Harold:
What the hell!?
Mamoru Sakuraba: I'm afraid you're dead wrong. This is the Citadel De Laputa.
This is the court of Jezebel. The whore of the citadel. The truth is a harsh mistress, and reality is a bitch. Reason, that pretty whore. She thinks she be wise.
The devil's courtesan is all she amounts to. I must hand it to you. Even I needed guidance to locate Jezebel's courtship for the first time.
Unfortunately the whore of the citadel seems to be away for the time being. You're either immensely lucky, or immensely naive.
Harold: Enough with your babble. I just want out of here. Where ever the hell here is.
Mamoru Sakuraba: In due time, In due time. Weren't you the one who wanted to see Tsubaki?
THE CAMELLIA PETAL BLIGHT.
Harold: You, what did you do to her?
Mamoru Sakuraba: Nothing. Nothing at all. As I said. She is carnivorous.
She disgusts me, but I can lead you to her.
Harold: Why should I trust you?
Mamoru Sakuraba: The way I figure it. If I grant the camellia what she so desires.
Than maybe, just maybe she'll show I the answer.
A way for I to escape from this state of decay.
Harold: I don't believe that I follow. Than again I don't really care. Just lead the way.
Mamoru Sakuraba: Why certainly. Proceed to your left.
Balcony
Harold:
What a joke. We're at a balcony. What am i suppose to do? Jump?
Sakuraba:
Tsk tsk, haven't you been listening to a single thing I've said?
Your eyes & ears can not be trusted in order to gauge what is truth or fiction.
Harold:
Spare me. Just show me the way.
Mamoru Sakuraba:
Your wish is my command.
Daydream Cafe scene 2
Welcome to Daydream Cafe, where we invite you all to chill,
unwind, kill & dine at your heart's discretion.
Don't worry we don't discriminate & are even willing to turn a blind eye if the commission of silence is high enough.
Calagatha Siezar:
Excuse moi, where are my manners... Allow I to introduce myself.
My name's Calagatha Seizar.
I am the bartender of Daydream Cafe. I see many assholes & whores come & go. I also hear many stories of
*smirk* heroism & deceit.
Ah hah the joy of youth. To be naive once again. Such a despondent fruit of labour.
However today is different...
Do you see that woman over there?
Yes that's right. The one sitting alone in the middle of my cafe.
Ah hah, you may be asking yourself. Why is one beautiful as she...
Unaccompanied by a man of equal value?
Is she waiting for someone? She could be, but she's here every night.
Does she like to be alone? It's possible, I myself prefer the general atmosphere of solitude.
It sure beats the hell out of having to engage in menial small talk with riffraff such as yourself.
No offense...
What's quite comical is that whomever manages to put a smile on her face is fated for...
Well perhaps I said too much.
Crime 2: Flowers of Romance ~ Play Xerxes Jahangir contract
Xerxes Jahangir:
So what kind of boring ass shit are we doing today?
Doc Silver:
We are to rendezvous with the Camellia Petal Blight.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Camellia Petal - what? Is that some kind of disease?
Who would go by such a dumbass name!?
Doc Silver:
I believe that she is a woman sir.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Ah, well in that case. I'm all ears. Let's see what she has to say.
Jahangir & Doctor Silver entering Citadel De Laputa
Xerxes Jahangir:
Citadel De Laputa. I haven't been here in ages.
Doc Silver:
Takes you far back I presume?
Xerxes Jahangir:
Ah, hellz yeah. There was this hot blonde babe. She gave one hell of a blow job.
Doc Silver:
Did you happen to catch her name by chance?
Xerxes Jahangir:
Who me? Hellz nah. I don't ever remember any of deez bitches names.
That round ass, dem big tits. The fake ass orgasms. That's what I remember.
Doc Silver:
Interesting. I think I've heard enough. Lets just get this job done already.
Xerxes Jahangir:
About that. I'm thinking about knocking some bitches up first. Then we'll get to business.
Doc Silver:
Sigh... whatever you say. You're the one in charge.
Xerxes Jahangir:
What the fuck was that sigh for? Are you gay or some shit?
Doc Silver:
How many times must you ask me that inane assumption of yours.
I prefer to kill these filthy whores. It's just that simple.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Hah hah, I forgotten how much of a twisted son of a bitch you are.
There are plenty of hoes here. Kill to your hearts content.
I just got one question to ask you though.
Why the fuck do you be twisting deez bitches heads off & shit.
During their mothafucking orgasms no less?
Doc Silver:
Well you see. Their clitoris tightens up during the sudden instant of their demise.
The heated passionate moment emanates a sensation quite unlike any other. You should try it some time.
Nothing is quite like the sweet ecstasy of death.
My only regret.
Is that death
is a once in a life time experience.
Xerxes Jahangir:
You are one sick ass mothafucka! I'll take you up on that offer though.
Everything in life is worth a try at least once.
_______________
*The duo entered Citadel De Laputa..*
*One hour passes.*
Augustus Gustavo, Jahangir's acquaintance.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Hey Augustus. How's it holding up on your end.
Augustus Gustavo:
Nothing much. I saw your partner run straight into the third stall to your right, I'm guessing that he needed
to do no. 2.
*Chuckle*
Xerxes Jahangir:
Fuck him.
Augustus Gustavo:
Fuck him? Why don't you just kill him if that's what you feel about him.
What's the point in working along side somebody whom you de-*test*-('")?
Xerxes Jahangir:
Have seen this motha fucka fight? I mean sure. He's a weakass bitch.
I seen him do this holy witch craft ish.
He can mothafuckin' tear shit up just by doing these crazy ass chants.
I may be a crazed armed & dangerous psychopath.
That guy though.... shit.
He be droppin' atom bombs on foolz. Nah mean.
Augustus Gustavo:
Makes sense. By the way Xerxes...
Get yourself a fucking dictionary, & increase your goddamn vocabulary.
It's aggravating hearing you swear all the damn time.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Shut the fuck up.
Augustus Gustavo:
My point exactly.
NPC Bathroom stall kid

Xerxes Jahangir:
Hey punk! You still in there?What the fuck is this kid up to anyway!?
????:
This stall is occupied. Now please leave me alone.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Everytime I come here. This brat is always occupying this goddamn stall.
Dead hooker Blowjob philosophy
Xerxes Jahangir:
Ah come on Silver. Did you have to kill her?
She was the blonde babe that I was reminiscing 'bout earlier, I think...
Doc Silver:
I had nothing to do with it. It was like this when I arrived here.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Seriously? Damn part-nah you crazy. Taking a shit up in here.
Doc Silver:
I had to expulse thy excrement of concentrated evil. I couldn't hold it any longer.
I had to go badly.
Xerxes Jahangir:
Aight whatever. Let's just get the fuck out of here, & retrieve what we came for.
THE CAMELLIA SMILE


Xerxes Jahangir:
Goddamn that's fucking sick.
Tsubaki:
..............................................
Xerxes Jahangir:
What's the matter? Speak up.
Oh what cat got your tongue? You cocksucking necrophiliac.
Tsubaki:
...................................
Xerxes Jahangir:
If there's one thing that I hate more than necros.
It's necros who think they could ignore me.
As if I wouldn't tear you good for nothing son's of bitches limb from limb.
Doc Silver:
Now don't get too hasty. This is the one we were scheduled to meet.
Isn't that so, Ms. Camellia Petal Blight?
Camellia:
.........................................
Doc Silver:
Ah the cold shoulder eh?
Jahangir:
Bitch must've grew up in Seattle. Damn snot nose anti social liberal scum.
Fuck them, and the Seattle freeze! Acting as if they're too high on the social food chain to congregate with us outsiders.
Camellia:
..................................
Jahangir:
Goddamn bitch! Speak the fuck up. What you can't speak, because you ate your tongue too?
Shit ima be laughing my ass off. If that's exactly what she did.
Doc Silver:
If it's not too much to ask. Do you mind me asking...
Who is that young gentleman that you seem to be sustaining yourself with?
He appears to be quite delectable.
I'm not into that, but you know. If I were, then yeah I wouldn't mind having a piece of him either.
I bet he tastes like chicken.
Jahangir:
Ah hahh hah. Yeah could you imagine that shit?
I bet she poured a whole bucket of salt over his candied ass.
Camellia:
Harold, him and I have united as one.
Doc Silver:
I assume that he's the young chap that you've have endowed yourself with.
Camellia:
Yes, I mean no. Harold and I have become one.
Jahangir:
Hah, my ass. The only thing Harold is going through is your shitting hole.
Did you ever think about that, huh?
All that we consume must always come out the back door sooner or later.
Camellia:
.....................................
Jahangir:
Hee hee, hot bitch, but dumb as hell.
Whore of the Citadel randomly appears out of nowhere.
I can feel the divine presence of an unwanted force of inquiry.
Was it due to the subject's ingenuity? Or the subject's mere naivety
Some may recognize the subject as brave,
but to my eyes, the force of inquiry is Nothing more than a SLAVE.
Chained to the walls of her perceptions of the history of humanity.
Nevertheless I shall watch intently as the theory comes to a close.
For the force of inquiry may benefit the ABSOLUTE.
Whether this be fact or fiction. No one knows.
The only true Absolute is that
CHAOS REIGNS
IN THE NAME
OF THE HARLOT.
The Camellia Smile Happy Meal


Jahangir:
What the fuck are we supposed to do with this bitch? Bring her along or kill her?
Doc Silver:
Huh, oh sorry about that. I wasn't paying attention.
Jahangir:
What the fuck? You're supposed to be the smart one.
I thought you were listening to that crazy ass whore who keeps teleporting out of nowhere.
I'd swear I was fucking wasted or some shit, but every time I wake up.
I know I'm not, because I wake up to your ugly ass face everyday.
Doc Silver:
As I said. I was not paying attention.
I'm at a loss for words as to what it is we're supposed to be doing.
Camellia:
I can't believe how hopelessly retarded the both of you are.
I thought it was obvious that she wanted us to seek out & eliminate Cornellia.
Jahangir:
Obvious? How the fuck was that obvious?
That was random as hell you necro slut!
Doc Silver:
Something about your disposition. You're actually speaking normally. What a miracle.
Camellia:
I was in a trance, so what? It felt good.
Jahangir:
Hah hah, it felt good she says.
Camellia:
Whatever.
Anyway it seems that Cornellia has been snooping her nose in places where it does not belong.
I've been assigned to assist you two for the time being.
I can see why I was requested. After seeing how you two aren't exactly the brigh-*test*-('") of bulbs.
Jahangir:
Fuck you. I don't even know who Cornellia is.
Carmila vs Camellia / THE BLOODY HEARTLAND CONTRACT

Jahangir:
So how it all start anyway?
Millsbury Doeboi:
I always assumed that it was over a man.
Although I honestly wouldn't know. So don't take my word for it.
Jahangir:
Hah, they sure are going through some extreme measures if it really is over a man. How fickle.
Millsbury Doeboi:
Who knows. My only hope is that it does not escalate any further then it already has.
Jahangir:
Hah, you've said it. By the way. Who is this Cornellia?
What did she do to get on her bad side?
Millsbury Doeboi:
Aside from her being a convicted serial killer.
It seems that the only crime she committed was when she overstepped her bounds.
After all, this is the ladies territory.
Jahangir:
Which lady?
Millsbury Doeboi:
You know...
Jahangir:
No I don't know.
Millsbury Doeboi:
Do I honestly need to spell it out for you?
You know the point of these talks is that we're supposed to be speaking in code.
That way "those who see all" won't be able to comprehend our speech.
Jahangir:
Yeah, well it seems that we're doing a good job, because I don't know what the fuck we're saying.
Millsbury Doeboi:
Okay okay, I'll break the code just this once.
The "lady" is Carmila Xiomara.
Jahangir:
Ah, I see now. The girl who survived the burning of Silverfall lodging.
Now tell me about this necrophiliac. The Camellia.
Wasn't she contracted to die last night?
Millsbury Doeboi:
That's a good question. Nobody escapes the Bloody Heartland.
That Camellia is a siren of the foulest breed.
A Camellia Smile. She will -
Jahangir:
Never mind look who's coming our way.
Daydream Cafe scene 3: He's got the whole world. (In his hands)
THE DOOR MAN IS NOT HERE.One of the more telling plot scenes happens after this guy leaves the cafe, but I will not describe it here, because it's not spoken dialogue.
Xerxes Jahangir was still unsure who this Camellia was.
Nor did he understand why the Whore specifically chose Cornellia as his assigned target.
Jahangir visited the dorm where the Door Man resided.
For he knew that the Door Man would be able to set his priorities straight.
Unfortunately, the Door Man never seems to be home when ever Jahangir needs him for guidance. A young woman & an older man noticed Jahangir loitering around.
They decided to invite him over. For one reason or another.
The older man seems to be the young woman's sugar daddy.
The young woman herself is only 15 years old.
Will you settle for the young woman instead?

LOCATION:
Toriko Kusabi's room
_________________
Jahangir:
Let me get this straight. So you're saying that this serial killer, Cornellia.
Is a young 15 year old ninja school girl!? That's preposterous!
Yoshimitsu:
Believe it or not. I saw her with my own two eyes.
She appeared normal on the surface.
Yet she began to change once the full moon approached.
Jahangir:
Change? So are you saying that she's a werewolf? That's even more insane.
Toriko Kusabi:
By change, my lovely meant that it was Cornelia's demeanor, her psyche
that changed during the night of a full moon.
She seemed to have a sudden lapse of sanity.
Cornellia kills not because she is without morality.
Her mind ceased to function & her inner killer instinct quickly crept to the surface.
Completely overtaking the identity that she once held.
Jahangir:
I suppose that makes sense.
Where can I find this Cornellia, the ninja schoolgirl serial killer.
I wish to be notified of her exact location.
Toriko Kusabi:
Fair enough Mr. Jahangir.
Mr. "Conqueror of the World"
Jahangir:
Huh?
Toriko Kusabi:
"Conqueror of the World" Isn't that what your name means in Persian?
Jahangir:
I honestly have no idea. I never paid attention to it. A name is just a name.
Now cut the chatter, and just tell me what I need to know.
Toriko Kusabi:
She's currently at the ruins of Masochist High.
Jahangir:
Masochist High? That's one fucked up name for a school?
Toriko Kusabi:
It used to be called Morrison High, but you'll see why the name changed once you get there.
Jahangir:
How do you know all this info about Cornellia anyway?
Toriko Kusabi:
I'M CORNELLA!
Jahangir:
!
Toriko Kusabi:
Actually I lied. I'm not Cornellia.
I just thought it'd be funny if I said I were though.
You know like one of those lame videogame plot twists.
Jahangir:
(That wasn't funny at all.)
Toriko Kusabi:
Cornelia & I used to attend the same class before she was pulled out of school.
Her mother Cerisa was a very important person so Cornelia had to transfer schools every two months. Due to the nature of her
mother's occupation.
Jahangir:
That still doesn't explain how you seem to be aware about Corneillia's
current predicaments & whereabouts.
Yoshimitsu:
Um, are you guys about done yet?
I need to get back to work, but I need to drive Toriko "hunnybuns" to her class first.
Jahangir:
Just wait a minute alright. Toriko are you going to tell me or what?
Toriko Kusabi:
That's a good question, but I regret to inform you that I can't answer your inquiry today.
Yoshimitsu:
Yup our time is up. It's time for us to depart.
Jahangir:
What, ah come on. Don't leave me hangin.
Hold up, I forgot to ask about the Camellia...
SHIT!
_____________
That concludes the first half of the second chapter.
Basically everything starts to get more fucked up (Than it already is.) once Camellia joins your party.
Every story tidbit that I've posted are all building up to the series of events that you'll experience during the 2nd half of
"You did do directly as I asked right? What! You did it after you killed her? Are you a necro- Please excuse me a slip of the tongue. I mean no disrespect.I liked that touch of FSR in that line. I am very interested in this game. If you decide to release it here, I'd play it.