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While Rosa lumbers over to the bathtub, Molly continues to work, opening up another zombie's ribcage and sewing the removed limbs to its organs. Almost immediately, the rosaflesh begins to spread.

The tub is... Filled with half formed, dismembered rosas. It's a bit disconcerting, seeing a dozen groaning, faintly moving corpses of herself, many still bearing features of the Dolls they were made from.

Molly: "I'm not sure they'll be very talkative at this point. I only let one become conscious by accident, and I had to use her lungs to grow the next generation."


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Curie's faces seem confused, as they float around the surface of her brain. The tendrils continue to spread.

Curie: "I, I can only see tendrils. It's my immune system, I think it's treating you as an invader. I, I had never interfaced with anyone directly. I'm trying to isolate the damage. Please don't damage the brainmass!"

Harder said than done - many of the tentacles are already lashing out, spikes dangerously close to impaling him or Emilia.

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After biting all of her fingertips off in one fell swoop (ow), Rosa pulls the bathub back, and moves to grab the body on the surgical table. Molly, however, places herself between them, gently pushing Megarosa's hand down with a manipulator. For the first time, you notice a... Lack of excitement in her voice, or perhaps a hint of annoyance.

Molly: "Excuse me. I'm sorry, but I've spent quite a bit of resources preparing that body."



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Klimt pulls his other foot out of Curie, scrambling back along with Emilia. As soon as he's out, however, a large snakelike tentacle bursts forth from the brainmass, teeth bristling along its primitive maw.


Curie: "Uhm. Ah! I, I'm not managing to control it! Please be careful! Can someone, cut out that tentacle? It's... Resisting far too strongly!"

Molly: "The body, and the Pattern I've sewn into it. It's no longer you.

Please don't tell me you're following Desuri's mad code of honor. She's hopelessly antiquated."

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Rosa backs off for a moment, thrusting her wounded hands into the tub of gore, allowing her Pattern to mingle with what lies inside.


Darkness. Voices. A dozen voices, much like her own, though varying in pitch and volume.

Is she done yet?
Wait. Who? Who are you? Where am I?
I think it's another Rosa. Welcome to the Rosa pile!
No, no, look, it's - I think it's Rosa - THE Rosa. Are you Rosa?
Who's she to decide she's Rosa #1? I'm the one who should be the leader.
Shut up Rosa. Ahem. Rosa, hi! Is Molly done? Is New Rosa ready? It's hard to keep track of time in here.
You shut up, you're the only one who says you've talked to her. For all we know it was a big fat lie.
Well *I* chose to believe! She can help Rosa!
Ridiculous. The meatblob is going to eat us all anyways. What's even the point?

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There is a pause, then a moment of unintelligible chatter as all the Rosas try to answer at once, then a loud series of "Hm" sounds.

I, I'm going to explain it, I think.
Not going to stop you, you're the one who said okay.

Hm. Ahem. So. We're uh, currently very weird, right Rosa? I mean, with the whole shark thing, and then turning into a giant of sorts, and then a sea monster? Wait, you're no longer that, you're... A battle tank? I think? Yeah. Hm.

Well- That's, not really Rosa, is it? I mean, the person we really are, who we're supposed to be. I don't think any of us are, really. Not since we were regrown from a leg, and left the old Main Rosa to die-
WAIT YOU'RE WRONG we haven't been Rosa since we used that damned mud king flesh to -
LET ME EXPLAIN PLEASE ROSA SHUT UP. AHEM. Sorry. So, we're a mess. And chances are, we won't ever be fixed, right? But, Molly says she wants to make a Rosa without the whole monster part. And, I guess that'd be better for Rosa as a whole?

At least, I think Eigla deserves it. We've turned into something so disgusting... I'm embarrassed to be close to her. There could be a real Rosa once again. That's not so bad.

I mean - You, us - we've been treating this as if we're the main Rosa and Molly wants to copy us, but - What if WE are the imperfect copies, the dead ends? It would make more sense. We're broken, aren't we?

Hm.