Multifandom Oneshot Book

Scene - Why Won't You Love Me?

In the twisted and rusting corridors of the city of Rapture, there were many madmen; beings lost to the grip of insanity. Some had goals, unlike the mindless thugs, though: Steinman pursuing beauty, convinced Aphrodite herself spoke to him. Suchong chasing knowledge and Cohen pursuing art. But there was another, a young woman, who resided in the depths of the city. She was sometimes in the library with Suchong, but more frequently she could be found in a grand dining hall, having tea with mouldering corpses. She'd laugh and converse like nothing was amiss. When you approached, she would rise and greet you with a bow and a warm, if somewhat unstable, smile. You'd see that her face was mangled and scarred, like she'd had multiple cosmetic sugeries, but if you asked her about it she'd just giggle and say "Well I needed to change a lot to keep people happy and stop them from leaving." If you attacked her, she would cry out in anguish, swinging a bread knife at you and yelling "WHY WON'T YOU LOVE ME!? WHY AREN'T YOU HAPPY?!" as she made her wild attacks. As she weakened, she would start crying, her cries getting weaker, but never changing. Occasionally during the fight she'd try and bargain with you; "Please, just sit down for some tea, we can talk through this and just be friends."

You would have the option to accept her offer, but upon sitting at the table, you'd be shackled there, trapped and unable to leave. She'd smile sadly at you and apologise, saying "I'm so sorry, but it's the only way to stop you from leaving me."

If you deny her, however, her anguish would only grow and her attacks would get less accurate and weaker. Killing her would allow you to inspect her room, finding that some of the corpses were shackled to the floor or table and others were clearly dragged from other parts of the city. You'd also find a diary of sorts, presumably owned by the woman. Reading it would tell you of what drove her so man, of who she once was;

She used to be one Samantha Scribe, a writer of fiction, you'd probably have found some of her work in the library, she specialised in atmosphere and tragedy, but she was lonely. At one point, she was loved, had many friends, but then something happened; she was betrayed by someone she held dear, they spread Scribe's coping mechanism through Rapture, that she would speak to her characters like they were real people, and all thought her insane. She was ostracised, people saying that it was petty things like her appearance that drove them away, so she changed. All she wanted was to make people happy, that's all she ever wanted. She just wanted, no needed, friends. While others lost themselves for their art or for wisdom, Samantha Scribe lost herself for probably the most tragic reason of all; she lost herself in the pursuit of acceptance.