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logica & fallenstar (kinome) 20
Chapter 20 is available to read here!
This chapter involves discussion of body horror and highly evil capitalism.
LOGICA & FALLENSTAR, CHAPTER 20: A Beautiful Heart
[sign: Beautician]
Fallenstar: It's the Beautician!
Beautician: Welcome to my shop! This is your one-stop shop for everything beautiful, from old to new and East to West.
Beautician: If anything catches your fancy, I'll let you have it if you trade it for something of equal beauty.
Fallenstar: (What's this? It's awfully beat-up.)
Beautician: Oh, I'm so sorry! This one isn't beautiful at all, right? I stocked it by accident.
Beautician: The other day I picked up a number of jewelry boxes... I thought this one would have jewelry in it too, but it was just a dirty box! How lax of me not to check it beforehand!
Beautician: You can just take that for free if you want.
Fallenstar: Is that really okay?
Beautician: Of course. I'd actually be grateful if you took it off my hands.
[sfx: flicker flicker]
Logica: What are these?
Beautician: They are hearts! Aren't they lovely?
Beautician: This one is the heart of a poet who wrote many lovely verses... This one is the heart of a mother overflowing with compassion... And this one here...
Logica: Wow, that's sure some variety!
Fallenstar: I bet they've got a golden fish too.
Beautician: Oh, a golden fish! How nostalgic, I did have one once upon a time.
Fallenstar: WHAT?!
Fallenstar: So they exist after all?!
Beautician: Oh, yes. They're very rare and very valuable.
Beautician: A certain woman took it off my hands a long time ago. Do you two know how eating a golden fish can cure any illness?
Fallenstar: But that's just a fairytale, right?
Beautician: Mercy me! Of course not, it's very true.
Beautician: Personally, I shudder to think of eating something so beautiful.
Beautician: But the woman who bought it had a sick daughter.
Beautician: She did everything she could to try to cure her daughter's illness. But none of them worked... the girl's illness was incurable. And then she heard that I had a golden fish.
Beautician: Why, she must have been at the end of her rope! She wanted that fish no matter what. But she didn't have anything of equal beauty to trade.
Logica: You should've just given it to her for free! You're so stingy.
Beautician: Now, now, it isn't possible to run a business without pinching pennies.
Beautician: But don't you fret. Even if they don't have any beautiful belongings, all living creatures possess three things of great value.
Beautician: Their bodies, their hearts, and their souls.
Beautician: Luckily for her, the woman had a very beautiful appearance. And not only that, she was a mother overflowing with selfless love! And so, this is what I suggested to her.
Beautician: If you want this golden fish, why not trade your beautiful body and the beautiful heart that loves your daughter so much?
Beautician: A golden fish is a treasure beyond all value, you see. To be honest, I was taking a massive loss to trade it for so little. My sentiments got the better of me.
Logica: But was she okay after she gave up her body and her heart?
Beautician: You can get by just fine without a heart, but it is rather inconvenient not to have a body, so I made sure to hook her up with something even if it was a bit makeshift. It's all right. As long as you still have a soul, you won't die.
Fallenstar: I wonder what happened to her after that...
Beautician: Who knows? She might even be happier this way, now that she can't feel anything.
Beautician: I made sure the golden fish got to her sick daughter properly, but I don't know what happened after that.
Beautician: Oh, by the way, I pointed that woman's heart out to you earlier.
Beautician: Well? Do you want it? You can trade it for your own heart!
Logica: Nope, I'm good.
Beautician: I see.
Beautician: Well, have a nice day, folks!
Logica: Fallen, what's that you got?
Fallenstar: About that, actually... This just might be a pretty big find.
Logica: This box is nasty.
[Isaac's House]
Isaac: NO...AH... In order to continue Project NOAH...
Isaac: Hmm...? This part of the paper is horribly degraded. Need... impossible...? One day... become......?
Isaac: It's no good, I'm too tired. I need a little break. (He hasn't slept at all.)
Isaac: And a-one, a-two...
Nana: Excuse me.
Nana: Hello. My name is Nana.
Isaac: Oh, hello. Nice to meet you. (She's pretty...)
Nana: There's something I'd like to ask, if I may.
Nana: Do you know a woman named Grace?
Isaac: A woman... named Grace?
Nana: I'm searching for my mother. She went missing when I was very small. I think she probably looks much like myself, but...
Nana: I've been looking for her for decades, but I have so few clues to go by... so anything helps. Please, tell me anything you know.
Isaac: ......
Missus Grace: AAAAAAAAAANA...
Isaac: Erm, that woman over there... Her name is Grace, too......
Missus Grace: AAAAA
Nana: ......
Isaac: I'm sorry... She doesn't look a thing like you, after all.
Nana: It's all right. This isn't the first time I've found someone with the same name.
Nana: I'm so sorry for wasting your time.
Isaac: Don't worry about it... I hope you find her someday.
Nana: Thanks.
Missus Grace: AAAAAAA... NAAAAA... NANA... NAAAAAA...
THE END
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This chapter involves discussion of body horror and highly evil capitalism.
LOGICA & FALLENSTAR, CHAPTER 20: A Beautiful Heart
[sign: Beautician]
Fallenstar: It's the Beautician!
Beautician: Welcome to my shop! This is your one-stop shop for everything beautiful, from old to new and East to West.
Beautician: If anything catches your fancy, I'll let you have it if you trade it for something of equal beauty.
Fallenstar: (What's this? It's awfully beat-up.)
Beautician: Oh, I'm so sorry! This one isn't beautiful at all, right? I stocked it by accident.
Beautician: The other day I picked up a number of jewelry boxes... I thought this one would have jewelry in it too, but it was just a dirty box! How lax of me not to check it beforehand!
Beautician: You can just take that for free if you want.
Fallenstar: Is that really okay?
Beautician: Of course. I'd actually be grateful if you took it off my hands.
[sfx: flicker flicker]
Logica: What are these?
Beautician: They are hearts! Aren't they lovely?
Beautician: This one is the heart of a poet who wrote many lovely verses... This one is the heart of a mother overflowing with compassion... And this one here...
Logica: Wow, that's sure some variety!
Fallenstar: I bet they've got a golden fish too.
Beautician: Oh, a golden fish! How nostalgic, I did have one once upon a time.
Fallenstar: WHAT?!
Fallenstar: So they exist after all?!
Beautician: Oh, yes. They're very rare and very valuable.
Beautician: A certain woman took it off my hands a long time ago. Do you two know how eating a golden fish can cure any illness?
Fallenstar: But that's just a fairytale, right?
Beautician: Mercy me! Of course not, it's very true.
Beautician: Personally, I shudder to think of eating something so beautiful.
Beautician: But the woman who bought it had a sick daughter.
Beautician: She did everything she could to try to cure her daughter's illness. But none of them worked... the girl's illness was incurable. And then she heard that I had a golden fish.
Beautician: Why, she must have been at the end of her rope! She wanted that fish no matter what. But she didn't have anything of equal beauty to trade.
Logica: You should've just given it to her for free! You're so stingy.
Beautician: Now, now, it isn't possible to run a business without pinching pennies.
Beautician: But don't you fret. Even if they don't have any beautiful belongings, all living creatures possess three things of great value.
Beautician: Their bodies, their hearts, and their souls.
Beautician: Luckily for her, the woman had a very beautiful appearance. And not only that, she was a mother overflowing with selfless love! And so, this is what I suggested to her.
Beautician: If you want this golden fish, why not trade your beautiful body and the beautiful heart that loves your daughter so much?
Beautician: A golden fish is a treasure beyond all value, you see. To be honest, I was taking a massive loss to trade it for so little. My sentiments got the better of me.
Logica: But was she okay after she gave up her body and her heart?
Beautician: You can get by just fine without a heart, but it is rather inconvenient not to have a body, so I made sure to hook her up with something even if it was a bit makeshift. It's all right. As long as you still have a soul, you won't die.
Fallenstar: I wonder what happened to her after that...
Beautician: Who knows? She might even be happier this way, now that she can't feel anything.
Beautician: I made sure the golden fish got to her sick daughter properly, but I don't know what happened after that.
Beautician: Oh, by the way, I pointed that woman's heart out to you earlier.
Beautician: Well? Do you want it? You can trade it for your own heart!
Logica: Nope, I'm good.
Beautician: I see.
Beautician: Well, have a nice day, folks!
Logica: Fallen, what's that you got?
Fallenstar: About that, actually... This just might be a pretty big find.
Logica: This box is nasty.
[Isaac's House]
Isaac: NO...AH... In order to continue Project NOAH...
Isaac: Hmm...? This part of the paper is horribly degraded. Need... impossible...? One day... become......?
Isaac: It's no good, I'm too tired. I need a little break. (He hasn't slept at all.)
Isaac: And a-one, a-two...
Nana: Excuse me.
Nana: Hello. My name is Nana.
Isaac: Oh, hello. Nice to meet you. (She's pretty...)
Nana: There's something I'd like to ask, if I may.
Nana: Do you know a woman named Grace?
Isaac: A woman... named Grace?
Nana: I'm searching for my mother. She went missing when I was very small. I think she probably looks much like myself, but...
Nana: I've been looking for her for decades, but I have so few clues to go by... so anything helps. Please, tell me anything you know.
Isaac: ......
Missus Grace: AAAAAAAAAANA...
Isaac: Erm, that woman over there... Her name is Grace, too......
Missus Grace: AAAAA
Nana: ......
Isaac: I'm sorry... She doesn't look a thing like you, after all.
Nana: It's all right. This isn't the first time I've found someone with the same name.
Nana: I'm so sorry for wasting your time.
Isaac: Don't worry about it... I hope you find her someday.
Nana: Thanks.
Missus Grace: AAAAAAA... NAAAAA... NANA... NAAAAAA...
THE END
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