BECKY LEMME SMASH | open, ic AMA

[Cosmic]

The first to approach was Imperia eith a simple question. I had a lot of answers for this one, but I figured why not go with a food I miss as a human?

"I really enjoy tuna and pepper jack sandwiches. I miss them if I'm honest." I replied, giving a smile to her.

Next was Margaery, with... my fondest memory? I had to think about that one. With all if the stress I had lately I hadn't really thought about the good things. But... sometimes it made me cry. Especially the ones that went way back in time. It was strange to sadly cry over a good memory. Maybe because I missed them? I didn't have enough of them? Who knows. But I sat there quietly contemplating how to answer.

Finally, I had something. "My happiest memory... has to be the times my life was the most stable. Like when I had encounters with Ada during the first T-Virus outbreak in Raccoon City. She brought me a sense of stability I hadn't known in such a long time."

And then there was Bast. With the personal question that bothered the absolute shit out of me. A heavy sigh rolled past my lips as I sat back on my haunches, as if ready to tell a group of children a crazy, long story.

"Starting out with the tough ones, eh, Bast?" My tone was playful, but my expression showed that I was just slightly bothered by this. Another sigh.

"Well... I was a ship engineer sent to fix the Ishimura when it went dark on radar. Turns out... there was a lot more that needed to be fixed than just the ship. There was a Necromorph infestation started by an artifact called The Marker. Apparently it could reanimate dead flesh and said dead flesh was controlled by a hivemind. The Marker is used to convert entire planets filled with intelligent life into a living moon, called a Brethren Moon. They are a bitch to destroy, let me tell you. Uh... anyway...

I lost my girlfriend Nicole on that ship. I went looking for her... I didn't find her... alive, at least. She took her life when the outbreak had become more than the ship's crew could handle... I only see her in... dreams. And... hallucinations. Sometimes..."

I looked down at the ground, subconsciously shuffling my paws trying to keep my emotions in check. A single silent tear fell down my cheek, however, as I glanced to the mark on my left shoulder. I shook my head, readjusting my seated position, body becoming rigid.

"The Marker... creates a signal that affects the minds of intelligent creatures, such as humans, and causes them to either take their lives or go insane and take the lives of others. All for the purpose of creating Necromorphs and therefore more Brethren Moons. Because I had been on the Ishimura, I was affected by The Marker. It caused me to have severe hallucinations, depression, anxiety and... tried to make me commit suicide. I was able to fight it off... but..."

I looked up at the small crowd, shaking just slighly as I struggled with myself, the marking on my shoulder giving a glow for just a single second- easy to miss. I was oblivious to it. This... this wasn't something I thought I would be talking about out in the open. This... this was hard. And I doubted any of them truly understood.

"This mark-" I moved slightly to show it off, "has remained on my body in the same spot in every lifetime after that... I... I think... it still has an effect on me..."

I remembered the attack on Cooper and Nero, and shook my entire body out as if trying to throw the memory out of my mind. So much shit happened... there was so much shit...

I couldn't help but shakily sigh, closing my eyes for a moment. But I regretted it as a hallucinated image of Nicole in front of The Marker flashed in front of my eyes. I nearly gasped and choked on air as my eyelids flew open, mentality all over the place. No... can't let it get to me... no.

Not today.