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It does, but it’s very rare. As you said, it’s boring to be tied down to a single place and a single location, not to mention the fact that us Voyagers must constantly travel in order to keep ourselves entertained and alive. So to be wed to a single person in a way, compromises our existence.
However, there are cases of marriage. In all of those cases, however, either both the Witches are Voyagers, or most importantly, both parties understand that the Voyager cannot be tied down to one place for long, and must leave and travel. they could return, but who knows how long that would take. You’d need a good amount of determination for that.
It’s entirely possible for more powerful Witches to drop down and assume less powerful roles. If you recall, I was Game Master twice during the Golden Game, and I’m a Voyager. Creators, far more powerful than I am, should have no problem assuming smaller positions.
Yes and no. From a simple perspective, then yes, they are chess pieces, to go along with the metaphor. But the big difference with unfeeling wooden pieces and a Witch’s Pieces is that our Pieces can learn. They can feel, sometimes they can remember if we allow them to do so, and so they can feel terror. They can recall the punishment that awaits them if they fail. And so they can use that information to do even better in future Games, so that they do not fail us, their Masters.
So while there are some similarities, they are not entirely equivalent.
[I personally think that she would look like an early teenager, so around maybe 13~15. She definitely doesn’t look twelve or younger, and keeping in mind that Furude Rika, whose body she used to inhabit was about 10-11 during the events of Higurashi. Bernkastel was freed from Hinamizawa with that body, and assumably grew a bit from that, since she doesn’t exactly look like the girl in the green dress from Higurashi, so she’d have to be a bit older.
It depends on the adaptation, of course, but from what I’ve seen, her physical age never exceeds around fifteen.]
[I love Pokemon, man. I ‘stole’ my friend’s Black 2 when she was in the second town, and now she has a box of Level 70s. I really love Pokemon.
Ooooooh awesome! Okay, so I don’t think Bernkastel would be an abusive trainer, but just really harsh. Look at how she treats her kitties; she actually treats them pretty well, even if she views them as tools. She offers very high rewards for good behavior, after all.
As for a team…I think she’d try for a team based off her Furniture now. So….
I feel like she would value power above all, so she’s train them harshly (and EV train like whoa) with methods that would be considered cruel, but she rewards them really well when they win battles. She loves them personally and they love her back, just everyone is like LOOK AT THAT ITS ABUSEEEE.
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[Okay, well, let’s look at Bernkastel analytically. It’s very clear that she loves Lambda romantically, and as friends when they’re not heavily flirting, because Lambda understands her. Lambda can see past Bern’s stoic expressions and still show her unconditional love regardless. Nothing short term in terms of arguments comes between their relationship as a whole. Bern trusts her, and considering how many trust issues Bern has, that’s a lot.
Let’s think about why. She was created, only to be endlessly tortured and abused. Her master abandoned her in her time of greatest suffering. The Witching world as a whole requires you to absolutely destroy your opponent to continue living. She was forced to realize that most beings were nothing but pawns to be moved around, discarded and shut away once they outlived their usefulness. I’d be jaded at minimum if I were her, so her trust issues are pretty understandable.
So, her romantic love is fulfilled, but there are other kinds of love. I honestly think that she just needs someone to stay with her, and fully accept all that she is, without any ulterior motive or obligation, but because they want to. In other words, she just really needs a friend or two.]
Ah, I highly doubt /shes/ My game master.
Ah, well this requires some setup description. In every single game, there is the Game Master, who creates the game, all the Pieces and the board to play on. Then there is an opponent that challenges the GM to a Game.
The name of Game Master doesn’t necessarily mean that all Pieces are under their control. The opponent controls Pieces in opposition, one of which you may be. Or if what you say is true, and that blue horned thing is the Game Master, then you would be under the control of the Game Master, yes, and the opponent would be that woman. …Or is it that Horakhty woman?
I don’t quite recall.
Shes also the embodiment of a concept that touches the lives of all beings though I suppose you witches are supposed to be too, aye? I’m pleased to have never met the woman either, but I’m no ally of justice. Auau’s job sounds fun for her, though
…Sounds like a Game Master to me. Which is probably good for you, since nobody has a chance of beating a Creator aside from other Creators. Makes you wonder why there’s so few of them…but I digress. At the end of the Game, you will be forced to meet her, if your Piece survives that long. At the end of the Game, the Game Masters always reveal themselves.
Yes, that’s exactly what we are, really. We lost our human form and became conceptualized beings. That’s why it’s so hard to destroy us- can you really deny the chance of miracles ever occurring? Can you destroy all certainty? Of course, the higher ranking a Witch is, the more conceptual she becomes. And of course, the more dangerous.
…Auau loves her job, she is great at it, and that’s terrible for the multiverse.
Oh, so a god.
Unfortunately, she is the closest thing to a God the multiverse has. All Creator Witches, actually. Luckily, there are so few of them, and they’re often asleep, so the Sea can progress without anything dire happening to it.
When they wake up, however…
…Auau needs to go back to sleep.
Well, at face value, Auaurora is very nice. She will invite you for tea, let you read her books, and even give you some biscuits.
However, this is something extremely short term. She is conniving, and will always have long term plan if she bothers revealing herself to you. Keep in mind that she created me, my home world, and also decided to abandon me in my time of suffering. That she caused herself, mind you. So she is in a way, my mother, but what sort of mother throws their children to rabid dogs and praises them when they come out tattered and torn?
..However, I have use for her status and power to utilize for myself, and the bottom line is that she really could crush me without batting an eye. Plus, her library is very helpful.
I would have to say, becoming a Witch. Not only had it prolonged my pain of existing, as I was only a being meant to somewhat exist for archival purposes, but it also kept me alive and breathing. Existing and living are different, do not think they are the same. One is significantly more painful than the other.
On the other hand, it is my greatest accomplishment, because it proved that I truly won that Game, that I am more powerful and that I can truly exist.
Somewhat correct. She does frequent the Internet, but still has yet to figure out why lolcats is a thing. She also is completely unsure as to why people find the Internet so compelling, something she writes of as another stupid thing humanity likes to do.
She does feel pleased that people revere cats so much, though.
However, since she is still trying to figure out the mystery that is cell phones, whenever she goes on the Internet, it’s her kitties doing all the work; all the typing, clicking, etc.
Not the Oblivion of your world. That is far tamer to the Witch’s oblivion. If you are dropped into Oblivion by the Game Master, you are never to emerge again, unless a Witch pulls you out.
Your world’s stasis between games, however long it may be, is not the endless abyss of Oblivion. You’ll know it when you see it. And if you’re in it for a short amount of time, it’s not so bad. But when you climb the layers, the endless layers, one after the other without ascending or descending, without others, with nothing but the voices in your head and the endless quietness, then you’ll know.