Let's Play Together – Wild ARMs 5

[Seldio]

Neuer Status:

Level: 28
Standort: Starlit Path
Spielzeit: 19:20 h
Gella: 80,000
Neutrino Medals: 6 / 30
Ex Files: 1 / 9
Opened Chests = 95 / 362

Das ist mir schon eine ganze Weile nun aufgefallen - wann hat eigentlich irgendjemand im Spiel mal vor, Dean ein Taschentuch zu geben? So oft wie er sich nun schon mit ein und derselben Hand die Nase mit dem Finger gerieben hat...
Auweia, ich glaube mit meiner aktuellen Spielzeit bin ich wohl wieder mal der Spitzenreiter im Vergleich zum aktuellen Spielpunkt - ich gammel einfach immer zuviel auf der Weltkarte rum um Schatztruhen zu finden. ^^ Ich will gar nicht wissen, an wievielen ich schon vorbeigelaufen bin aber man kann ja später nochmal sich intensiv auf die Suche begeben.
Ein paar Kostüme habe ich auch schon nebenher gefunden - die schwarze Wing Robe für Avril finde ich ganz toll und es ist auch schön, das man die Charaktere in den Eventszenen auch so dargestellt bekommt sowie sich sogar der Avatar im Dialogfenster dementsprechend anpasst. ^^ Ich kann auch jetzt schon sagen, das mir das Spiel in gemeinschaftlichem Spielen mehr Spass bereitet, als wenn ich es für mich alleine angehen würde - wenn ich überhaupt mich zu aufgerafft hätte. Ich schätze, es hätte wahrscheinlich noch viele weitere Monate im Schrank gelegen verschweisst.

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Hier der Dialogauszug:

Dean: This looks like... a graveyard?
Avril: What is that man doing?
Rebecca: He's offering flowers to the dead.
Avril: Offering flowers? Why is he doing that?
Rebecca: You don't know about that? I guess you must've forgotten that, too...
Rebecca: The dead can't do anything by themselves, so the living offer them flowers to help them rest in peace. That's what he's doing.
Avril: ...I see. That sounds like a nice tradition.
Grave Visitor: Is that young lady a Veruni, then?
Rebecca: Oh--did we disturb you? I'm sorry, we didn't mean to interrupt...
Grave Visitor: It's no problem.
Dean: But what do you mean about Avril being a Veruni?
Grave Visitor: Oh, she's not? When I heard she didn't know about offering flowers, I just assumed...
Grave Visitor: The Veruni don't bury their dead, you know. They cremate their bodies, and throw the bones into the sea.
Grave Visitor: Apparently it's a tradition that carried over from when they were traveling through space, and left the bones to float among the stars.
Grave Visitor: So they don't have a custom of offering flowers, either.
Rebecca: Oh, that's right... The Veruni were drifting through space until they landed on Filgaia, weren't they?
Grave Visitor: That's right. They settled here on Filgaia about a hundred years ago.
Grave Visitor: Now, they govern the planet as the leaders of human society.
Dean: Govern? You call what they do governing?!
Dean: We had a friend almost killed by them back in Mirapulse!
Grave Visitor: Well, there are a few who are...less than courteous. But there are those among humans who are even worse...
Grave Visitor: My daughter, my grandson...they were both killed by a human!
Dean: Killed?
Grave Visitor: Yes. I will never forget that day... I will bring their killer to justice... I swear it!
Grave Visitor: Watch out that you don't do anything to anger others.
Dean: Um...mister?
Dean: You know the wine they make here called Johnny Appleseed?
Grave Visitor: Yes, what about it?
Dean: Do you like it?
Grave Visitor: Yes, I'm quite fond of it. But I've not had a drop since my daughter and grandson were killed.
Dean: Then how about you try having some tonight?
Dean: Old man Tony always says that the best antidote for sadness is a good glass of wine and a good night's sleep!
Grave Visitor: Hah hah hah... This Tony of yours may be right. But I doubt I'll be able to enjoy it now.
Grave Visitor: The taste of wine depends as much upon your mood as it does the wine itself.
Grave Visitor: I'm afraid I don't feel the confidence to have a good glass of Johnny yet.
Dean: I see... Then let's have some together sometime when I'm old enough to drink!
Dean: I know you'll be able to enjoy it then!
Grave Visitor: Hah hah... You're certainly an interesting young man. I'll be looking forward to it, then.

Rebecca: I wasn't expecting you to just call out to him like that.
Dean: He was crying in front of that grave...so I just...
Rebecca: So you just couldn't leave him alone, right? That sounds just like you.
Rebecca: You've always been weak to tears like that. I remember how you always used to comfort me when I cried.
Dean: Now that you mention it, you don't cry much anymore, do you? You sure have changed a lot.
Rebecca: Hey! I'm an adult now! I can't go around crying all the time!

Rebecca Flashback

Come to think of it...
The last time I cried was when I got my ARM.
Ever since then, I've been trying not to cry in front of Dean. I didn't want to worry him. But lately, he hasn't been paying as much attention to me. Guess it makes me feel kinda lonely...

Ich hoffe, ich hab die richtige Szene nun genommen. Die kommt wenn man die Stadt zum ersten Mal besucht.