Transcript for the 2nd video. Prince Mew arrives in Kyle’s game, seconds later being told THEE-I-DARE is in the game. Kyle lets Mew guess who’s there beforehand and Mew immediately responds with, “an egg.” Mew continues to compare TID to an egg, until Kyle informs him that TID is leaving. Mew gently accepts defeat. Mew never informs Kyle that TID is still around.
Mew, mentally shrugging: “Tragic. He just hates me I guess. RIP.”
Mew messes with a different tab before going back to playing, toddling only meters before--
TID: GREETINGS. KYLE HAS SOME...IDEAS
Mew, pleasantly surprised as he realizes the marshmallow stuck around for him: “Oh. Oh! Hi! Um.. Yeah, I’ve definitely heard some of his ideas. Uhh.. I’m imagining if you’re talking to me you’re a little concerned about them.”
TID: YES, BUT TO HARP ON ABOUT IT...
TID: IT WILL JUST FUEL HIM. IT DID FOR ME
Mew: “Oof. Oh, I understand. Getting yourself worked up to actually do something, and you think it’s a great idea since you’re so hyped up about it, and then it’s a kind of bad idea. But then it’s too late to fix things.”
Kyle get shaped, and Mew is only gently worried about losing out on a convo if he gets caught too.
TID: YES. HE IS RIGHT. IT WILL DISTRACT.
Mew, while planning his route down into the maze: “Um.. Fwoo… Is it okay if I ask a couple questions?”
TID: AND REDACRE WILL BE A MASS GRAVE
Mew, obviously concerned by Redacre becoming A MASS GRAVE JFC: “Ooh, yeah, uh..That’s a sad thing to think about.”
Kyle, unaware TID is still present: “Alright, my character’s in string relay somewhere.”
Mew, playing it cool: “Understood, be there soon.”
Kyle: “So, yeah, THEE-I-DARE popped in to tell me waking up the 8th is a bad idea, and that I shouldn’t do it.”
Mew: “Okay.”
Kyle: “And apparently he thinks SAO is weak.
Mew: “Interesting.”
Kyle: “Which came as a surprise to me.”
TID: YES, IF I AM THE VOICE TO ANSWER.
Mew: “I.. I’d hope so. Um, I did send you a couple rituals, I think, before.. Um, I think my biggest question, though, is if Coyote… If Coyote doesn’t care about the well-being of his hosts, y’know, let’s them die, doesn’t care if they die, etc. How.. How are they still alive? Like.. Cause they need us to an extent to survive.”
TID: DO YOUR PEOPLE HAVE BLOODSPORT?
Mew: “Bloodsport? Like, killing for fun? Not since.. I imagine before modern times. Or, back in medieval times.”
TID: MEN OR WOMENT FIGHT IN CONTESTS
Mew: “Wait, are you telling me that he has people that would fight to survive for him?”
TID: THAT IS HOW HE THINKS OF HOSTS.
Mew, intrigued, but equally disturbed: “Oh, interesting.. I mean I guess it makes sense since he wants the strongest. Only the strong survive, etc., etc. He doesn’t want any weak people. And anyone who does die is just a snack for him.”
TID: ONLY THE BEST DESERVE FLESH.
Mew: “Yup, okay, that makes complete sense.”
Kyle: “There’s one lucid in here.”
Mew: “Okay.”
Mew: “Um.. One more question pertaining to Coyote. Um.. Fwoo.. Very.. A-around the time he first showed up, uh, antagonizing Kit and stuff… Uh.. He left me a dream, um, along the lines of, uh “if these horrors would shun the light, why would you wish me to perch upon your tongue?” Like, does that mean he’s got his eye on me, or…”
Mew finally saves Kyle.
Kyle: “Thanks.”
Mew: “No problem.”
TID: IT SOUNDS LIKE A TEST OF METTLE
Mew, very quickly pulling up google: “A test of mettle.. Hmm…” (mettle: a person's ability to cope well with difficulties or to face a demanding situation in a spirited and resilient way.)
TID: BUT IT ALSO SOUNDS LIKE NONSENSE
Mew: “Also sounds like nonsense… Oof. Ah, I mean, if anything.. Ah, if anybody was gonna survive through something he did, I don’t wanna sound arrogant, but I do think it could be me.”
TID: HE IS FANCIFUL. MORE THAN I AM!
Mew, laughing: “THEE-I-DARE, you’re so cute.”
Mew: “Um.. But I-I dunno if you’ve seen it all, uh, if you’ve looked through my eyes at all, but I’ve survived through some of the stupidest things imaginable. And, I’ve saved team wipes, and it’s.. Ridiculous! It’s like I’m not supposed to die. And I mean, I’m not complaining about living, it’s just.. Bizarre at some point, y’know?”
Kyle: “The shape is up here in the Plexus, by the way.”
Mew: “Okay.”
Mew, back to TID: “Yeah, but it feels like I’m not meant to die. Even in the most dangerous situations.”
TID: I HAVE SEEN. NO COMMON CHILD.
Mew, chuckling: “Okay, so.. You get it, too. (“get it” as in understand, to clarify) I just.. It’s weird. It makes sense. It’s nice. It means I can protect the people I love as long as I can. Which, I imagine would make DIE-FOR-YOU happy, but..”
Kyle: “”Alright, I’m gonna head to the exit.”
Mew, trying to decide on how to stall: “Alright, I’ll be there soon.”
Mew: “Like.. What do you do when you just live forever?”
Kyle, in reference to the Shape: “He changed pretty quickly.”
Mew, trying to sound casual and playful: “Guess you made him angry, Kyle.”
Kyle: “Well.. I was thinking you meant that, like, I made SAO angry.”
Mew: “Oh.”
Kyle: “But then I realized, “Oh wait, SAO wasn’t here.””
Mew snorts, and continues taking his time walking through the maze, quietly going over if he had anything else he wanted answered.
ANGER ... NO. RECOGNITION. PITY.
Mew, momentarily confused: “Anger, no, recognition.. Pity? Wait, in regards to.. what? Am I being pitied, or.. Sorry if I didn’t follow.”
TID: KYLE'S GAMBIT.
Mew: “Kyle’s gambit. Ah. Heh…”
Kyle makes it to the exit to edit his video with TID.
Mew: “Um, let’s see.. Ooh, there was one last thing, um, if you still have time. Basically, uh, a theory I had. Essentially on a way to damage the Song, and considering how long SAO has been around I’m sure it’s.. You’ve heard it before. But, for peace of mind, I’d like to, uh, at least briefly bring it up.”
TID: IF I KNOW ENOUGH TO HELP.
Mew, very excited: “Sure, sure. So, basically my idea was.. The Song connects all these people together in one big, let’s just call it a dream. One huge dream: everyone sees each other else, everyone feels whatever everyone else is feeling. If we purposely planted somebody in the Song, someone willing, someone SAO didn’t expect something bad from who had a strong enough, generally negative, uh.. Something in them, like.. Uh, bad example, but really bad anxiety, and it somehow tainted the Song, or corrupted it in some way. But like it was too strong to remove from the song, so like.. It damages it?”
TID: AT BEST, A NEW GOD WOULD GROW.
Mew: “Oof. Dang. I always joke about it with my friends that if I was..”
TID: AND DIE, SMALL, AMONG THE WEEDS
Mew: “Aw.. Dang. Well, it’s good to know at least. But me and my friends always joked, like, if I was put into the Song, me specifically, I’d be too, uh.. Electric, and zappy, and passionate to actually be held down by it, or be controlled. I doubt that’s the case. I doubt, heh, my passion for DIE-FOR-YOU would be enough, but it’s fun to think about.
TID: THEY IDENTIFY THAT TOO WELL.
Mew: “Ah, okay. So it’s like they have, uh, spyware, and it’s just really good spyware. Or I guess all the watchers.”
BUT YOU ARE RIGHT ABOUT THIS.
Mew: “Oh?”
TID: CHILDREN ARE HARD TO KEEP DOWN
Mew, chuckling: “Children are hard to keep down.. It makes sense since we can’t be hosts until a certain age.
TID: THE REST OF US CAN WAKE YOU
Mew: “The rest of us can wake you. Well, I’m waiting for the day I get to meet DIE-FOR-YOU.”
TID: OVER AND OVER
Mew: “Over and over. Yeah, the blackouts. It’s gonna be such a great day, and then.. Cause you care about him, cause you’re the one who contacted me about him first. So.. He wants to do some good, right? At least good enough to stop SAO. Oop-- I’m not here, lucid. I’m not here…”
Mew, casually toddling past the Shape: “I hope DIE-FOR-YOU’s proud of me. I think about that a lot. I.. I’m left to my own thoughts. A lot, haha. And I’ve definitely mellowed out since the beginning. Um.. You know, really thought things through more properly. Uh, thought about him, thought about myself. And every time, every time I inspire someone, or I save someone, or just look at the little reflections of the moon.. I just feel warm, and better. And I know one day he’s gonna show up and be like..”
Mew, sheepishly laughing: “Well, I don’t know what he’ll say. I’ve thought about this so much, but in my head it just.. Nothing’s correct. Cause I don’t know what he’d think. I don’t know what he’d say. But I still look forward to it.
TID: HE IS STRANGE, FLEETING.
Mew: “He is strange.. Fleeting. Oh yeah! I heard, um, from another kid that he doesn’t really actively seek love, etc.
TID: FOR NOW, PRINCE. DO SURVIVE.
Mew: “Thank you, THEE-I-DARE. I.. I honestly love chatting with you so much. You’re so pleasant, and sweet. And I wanna help you in every way possible because you’re the reason I was able to wake up DIE-FOR-YOU. And I.. I can’t even begin to express how grateful I am. If you ever need me for anything, or you need me to do anything for you, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
Mew finally heads to the exit where Kyle had been waiting.
Mew: “Boo!”
Kyle: “Boo.”
Mew: “What uh.. What video are you editing?”
Kyle: “The one with THEE-I-DARE in it..?”
Mew: “Ah! Look at you with your big brain.”
Kyle: “So, why do I get the feeling he was still here?”
Mew, being a dang liar: “I was just toddling around.”
Kyle: “Oh, okay.”
Mew: “I was, uh, I was playing Overwatch so my brain might be a little melted.”
Kyle: “Oh, that’s fine.
Fin.
