[Weirdly, it's not until strange things start happening that this whole thing makes more sense to her. One moment, she's where she should be. The next, she's somewhere else entirely. Dreaming? That hadn't really made sense.
Not until she suddenly finds herself rushing ahead, distorted blocks clouding her vision. Wait, no, that's not right. Not rushing. Teleporting? No...
Clipping. Glitching.
As she sees someone nearby - someone, really? - she laughs a little.]
Wow... Seems like someone should have playtested this a little more, huh?
ii. you're pollen my leg
[Oh, now what is this? She stops to smell these absolutely beautiful flowers and the next her throat feels funny. Monika stands there in the meadow, staring ahead of her and with one hand on her throat.
No matter how she tries, she can't... seem to make a sound anymore. And that shouldn't be happening! This is all wrong!
It's not like she's supposed to be a silent protagonist, or anything! She isn't even the right role or genre for that. It's utterly ridiculous.
She drops her hands back to her side, sighing both sadly and silently. How is she supposed to give anyone a writing tip of the day like this?
monika | doki doki literature club | warning for potential spoilers
ii. you're pollen my leg