Wilhelm (
oforder) wrote in
animus_network2012-07-31 08:48 pm
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[ Guess who has already settled well into his apartment? Wilhelm has set himself up into a nice little corner, with a desk, a small phonograph playing some rather old music, and a strange, golden disc, complete with two rotating circles similar to a sextant, and a green, translucent cube made of energy. ]
What a fascinating world this is.
[ Wilhelm muses, though his face isn't quite in the camera; just the left half of his body, and the bottom part of his chin visible as he rests it in his palm. One of the circles of the Compass is rotating madly, while the other is only slowly turning. ]
The collective unconscious has become difficult to read. I find it difficult to believe that my world was destroyed, but the collective unconscious has never been this uncooperative before.
[ Despite the fact that he's been ripped out of his own world and into one entirely unfamiliar to him, he seems... calm. Perhaps even content. The truth is, he's feeling absolutely devastated right now, due to him knowing that somehow, he might have failed at his mission. Only one person here will be able to tell, though; and it's the only person here mentally connected to him that can tell his true emotions beneath the pokerface. ]
Might I ask what became of my own world? Or how it met its fate?
What a fascinating world this is.
[ Wilhelm muses, though his face isn't quite in the camera; just the left half of his body, and the bottom part of his chin visible as he rests it in his palm. One of the circles of the Compass is rotating madly, while the other is only slowly turning. ]
The collective unconscious has become difficult to read. I find it difficult to believe that my world was destroyed, but the collective unconscious has never been this uncooperative before.
[ Despite the fact that he's been ripped out of his own world and into one entirely unfamiliar to him, he seems... calm. Perhaps even content. The truth is, he's feeling absolutely devastated right now, due to him knowing that somehow, he might have failed at his mission. Only one person here will be able to tell, though; and it's the only person here mentally connected to him that can tell his true emotions beneath the pokerface. ]
Might I ask what became of my own world? Or how it met its fate?

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[By "pasty guy" she means Ghirahim.]
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[ Impossible to kill, hm? ]
How is he immortal?
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[ So, actual deities do exist in other worlds. Interesting. ]
What does this 'Ganon' wish for?
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He never got the chance to make his wish. A hero always comes to stop him!
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[ Wilhelm's lips twist into whatever passes for a smile for a Wilhelm; that smile he gets whenever he starts getting an idea. ]
I wonder what it is he wished for?
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[Tetra would be very disappointed if that had anything to do with helping Ganon and it being her fault for putting that idea out there.]
Probably control of Hyrule. Or to be a god. Or something else the ugly old jerk doesn't deserve.
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Such a typically human desire.
[ He sighs, and closes his eyes. ]
I am disappointed.
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[Weirdo alert?]
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What can I expect from him, then?
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[ He tilts his head again. ]
Has he wronged you, personally?
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[ That's about a hundred times more interesting to him than your friend dying. Sorry, Tetra. ]
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[Yes.]
Why do you care?
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There's just a lot'a stories about people tryin' to steal it for themselves so ya can't be to careful.
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