>TEACH JASPER: CARTOGRAPHY

Jasper now knows how to make maps- before they can ask why, you tell Jasper that you’re ready to talk now, and they put the mask on, albeit the tiniest bit reluctantly.

I don’t trust them. They brought me into this world, and I just don’t understand why…why me? Why am I the one that has to fight, and kill-

They stop broadcasting their thoughts aloud when you show up, and scoot against the wall a bit.

VOIDSY: Hey. Sorry for the delay… we’re here now.
JASPER: ….hey.

They look nervous, intimidated. You settle in as and try to make yourself look as non-threatening as possible.

VOIDSY: I made some stuff for all of you downstairs. I know it’s stressful right now, and we’re here to support you, in any way possible.
VOIDSY: We love you, and all of our other TCPs as well. But we’re not going to sugarcoat this for you.
VOIDSY: War is coming, and we need you to help us survive.
JASPER: I wouldn’t want you to. I…I want to know the truth. About all of this.
JASPER: I really like the other TCPs, they’re super nice to me…and you act like you will be too.
JASPER: I’ll help you, but I need to know some things if I’m going to risk my life.
JASPER: Why do we have to do this?
JASPER: Why do we have to go to war?
JASPER: Why did you make us, just for us to die?
JASPER: Why…why did you make me?