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animus_network2013-03-16 01:52 pm
fionnuisce) wrote in animus_network2013-03-16 01:52 pm
☿ // 001; [text; dated to 3/17]
Now that I've collected what I'd evaluate as the basics of this place and how it's run, I'm curious enough to ask for a discussion of general opinions rather than concrete facts.
Particularly, regarding the supposedly confirmed ideas revolving around the state of our worlds. While the evidence supporting our homeworlds' destruction is considerable, I'd still like to hear what people think. It initially crossed my mind that it could be a very well-constructed lie, and while that has become a very distant possibility I'm hesitant to discard it altogether. And if it is in fact true, what happens then? Do you think there is a way to restore the places from which we've originated, or are we fighting for a Pyrrhic victory at best?
And that's not yet touching upon the more clearly confirmed matter of our souls and the replica forms we're using in place of our original bodies. I'd imagine this has caused existential crises aplenty, but let's put that aside for the moment. If the administrators possess the technology or magic to create such close copies, how is it they can't simply take out original bodies along with our souls in the first place And if there is a way to restore our worlds, would you logically assume that includes our original selves?
You're free to answer if you like, or ignore me altogether. It's your own choice. I can't really picture this as a simple matter to talk about without inciting a sense of dread and misery, so I'll hardly be offended if everyone shrugs this off and pretends they never saw it.
--Lord El-Melloi II
[Waver, honey. I'm sure signing your name like that is simply habit by now, but you might give your younger self a stroke.]
Particularly, regarding the supposedly confirmed ideas revolving around the state of our worlds. While the evidence supporting our homeworlds' destruction is considerable, I'd still like to hear what people think. It initially crossed my mind that it could be a very well-constructed lie, and while that has become a very distant possibility I'm hesitant to discard it altogether. And if it is in fact true, what happens then? Do you think there is a way to restore the places from which we've originated, or are we fighting for a Pyrrhic victory at best?
And that's not yet touching upon the more clearly confirmed matter of our souls and the replica forms we're using in place of our original bodies. I'd imagine this has caused existential crises aplenty, but let's put that aside for the moment. If the administrators possess the technology or magic to create such close copies, how is it they can't simply take out original bodies along with our souls in the first place And if there is a way to restore our worlds, would you logically assume that includes our original selves?
You're free to answer if you like, or ignore me altogether. It's your own choice. I can't really picture this as a simple matter to talk about without inciting a sense of dread and misery, so I'll hardly be offended if everyone shrugs this off and pretends they never saw it.
--Lord El-Melloi II
[Waver, honey. I'm sure signing your name like that is simply habit by now, but you might give your younger self a stroke.]
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[Waver shrugged off the matter at that, having stopped on the stairs with a critical stare directed at the water covering whichever floor they'd stopped on.
does it really matter RANDOM BATTLE][He could have sworn he'd heard something through all the rain; some unnatural shifting of water only heard distantly and only caught out of the corner of his eye.]
...Dilectus incursio. [The mercury canopy above them shifted; it seemed to tense up as though it turned as alert as the magus commanding it. 'Attack on command'; the equivalent of his finger resting on the trigger.] Don't move. I can take care of this.
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[Despite everything, Kariya is amused. He is primarily a long-range fighter, but Waver Velvet wouldn't know that firsthand, would he? He keeps himself and his Worms at the ready anyway, because he too has sensed something amiss on the floor.
It's a good thing the Worms have taken to the air, because the mercury certainly becomes very impressive and belies its maid
enname with the small incantation.... Ah. So that's where he's seen it before.]
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[It wasn't the mercury that moved next, but Waver himself; dropping immediately into a fighting stance and striking out with a few rapid punches and knifehanded strikes...most of which bounced off. All Waver seemed to be doing was annoying himself and dazing the monster. Mostly the former.]
Damned thing, I'm going to hate myself for this later-- Scalp-!
[The flat makeshift umbrella twisted and reformed, moving past both Kariya and Waver to lash out in a quick storm of bladed strikes. Whatever his opponent was, it was taken apart in a moment before Waver calmly reformed their silver pseudo-umbrella and adjusted the sunglasses on his head.]
Let's go. Knowing my luck, that damn thing will rebuild itself and follow us or something.
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The fighting style isn't one he recognizes firsthand, but he's seen enough of the martial arts to recognize expert movements when he sees them.
He follows obediently in the aftermath, his Blade Wing Worms soggily joining the mercury maid, back to its mundane occupation, in guarding their backs.]
... You're a very strange magus, Waver Velvet.
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I take that as a compliment. [An ordinary magus wouldn't even have gone to the length of learning aikido, even if it was self-taught--he was precise, and that was what mattered. What was 'standard' in the world of magi was everything Waver Velvet hated and lived to change.]
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[He leaves it at that.
He has to wonder, though, if it's his imagination or if their paths really are that similar. He doesn't, after all, know this Waver Velvet much more than the man knows him. Something to chew on for the road.
Incidentally, though, it wasn't Volumen Hydragyrum that had impressed Kariya, though it certainly is a fine specimen of irony.]
You know, I think I understand your maid a little better now.
[It's too bad the Worms don't lend to a similar sort of repurposing. Though maybe having them bounce on keyboards is close.]
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Part of my 'inheritance', such as it is. I've put a lot of work into giving it some more practical uses.
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[He stifles a chuckle.] I like the improvements -- a blob of magic should have a lot of applications on and off the battlefield. I doubt El-Melloi had the imagination.
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[A sigh, as he idly swats a Worm off his shoulder. They're getting quite lazy.]
It's almost impressive, in its own way.
[Considering all else he's seen in the Tower...]
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[Small, wry smile -- he knows the irony is there, even if it'll stay a private joke forever.]
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[Have an eyebrow raise.]
Did you forget? I haven't even met you -- this you -- in my world.
[Are they at another floor yet? This Tower is way too difficult to get around in without elevators, which is saying something considering how annoying the elevators are to navigate.]
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[no. this is bowser's endless staircase, bitches.]
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[You are such a funny guy, Waver.
Meanwhile, seriously, he is fit(ish) but not an athlete and he is going to start getting tired of these stairs. Especially if they're all this slippery.
OH WAIT what is that? Could it be one of the lake floors? (How many of those are there again--)]
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[Flooded floor is flooded. He stops a little ways above the last step onto it, peering down curiously. There are probably shadows of monsters beneath the water, how cheerful.]
It's like saying, 'You'll be here for a while, but at least you won't lack for anything.' Not even weather.