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limacharlie2018-03-01 10:23 am
hippocarnival) wrote in limacharlie2018-03-01 10:23 am
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Hey, everyone.
[There's a pause, like he's waiting to be sure enough people are listening before he continues. He wants to reach as much of the carnival as possible.] I spoke to Noa, and she explained a little bit more about the Void and the Harbingers to me.
She said she thinks the carnival members can still be saved. I think so, too. The Void makes them think there's nothing worth living for, but we know them and we know that's not true. If we can show them that whay they cared about before still matters, what was to their souls can be purified and the Void won't have them anymore. We think CY-Ren can be saved, too.
I... don't know exactly how to do that. But everyone taken, they have friends here, don't they? If we work together, we can find a way. Maybe we can share what made them happy, what might remind them of who they are or--or how to talk to them? [His voice wavers a little, but not out of lack of confidence in his plan.]
I know they can be reached. It won't be easy, but... I think we should try. I think it's better than just fighting them.
((TREAT THIS AS A MINGLE threadjack each other, this is an open forum of friendship.))
[There's a pause, like he's waiting to be sure enough people are listening before he continues. He wants to reach as much of the carnival as possible.] I spoke to Noa, and she explained a little bit more about the Void and the Harbingers to me.
She said she thinks the carnival members can still be saved. I think so, too. The Void makes them think there's nothing worth living for, but we know them and we know that's not true. If we can show them that whay they cared about before still matters, what was to their souls can be purified and the Void won't have them anymore. We think CY-Ren can be saved, too.
I... don't know exactly how to do that. But everyone taken, they have friends here, don't they? If we work together, we can find a way. Maybe we can share what made them happy, what might remind them of who they are or--or how to talk to them? [His voice wavers a little, but not out of lack of confidence in his plan.]
I know they can be reached. It won't be easy, but... I think we should try. I think it's better than just fighting them.
((TREAT THIS AS A MINGLE threadjack each other, this is an open forum of friendship.))
TW imaginary violence
Were they really that completely ignorant to everything he's been saying? They asked him and ASKED him and he kept answering and he wants to bash his head against a wall, harder and harder, or maybe let someone smash his skull into it again and again, just something to stop it, or stop him, to split open his--]
I told you several times!
[More than angry or frustrated, he sounds anguished. But those too.]
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[HELLOOOoooOoooOO]
.........Can you tell me? You didn't tell me, and I want to hear what you said.
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[Reira, you can't just--nevermind, you just did.]
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Tell me what you told Lambert, and Syrlya.
They said it didn't make sense, but I want to hear what you said, since it probably actually did. [NOT THAT YOU'RE A LIAR LAMBERT but she's super sure it'll make sense when she hears it Probably]
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[Foster isn't sure what's more disorienting: the fact that he cannot, in fact, recall his words, or Reira's certainty that she'll understand them.
Not that memory lapses are anything new, but... it's different this time. It's...]
I don't... remember the exact words I used. Creation, the Void... they wanted it to be something you could fight. But the Void is inevitable. The finite end to finite power. There is no weakness, only oblivion and the persistence of will against it.
[He sounds moderately disgusted.]
Living, life--existence itself, all of Reality is that power.
A Pillar of Creation... Noa's world is what supports that power, strengthens it against the Void, to keep it whole. But they are finite. Limited. Every one that falls... Creation's strength is lost.
Eventually... hahaha.
[He laughs, unpleasantly.]
I told Syrlya, you can't punch the ocean.
[You can drown or you can swim.]
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Umnh, so basically, Noa fighting 'CY-Ren' is Creation fighting the Void...but I guess that means it's not supposed to lose yet, then.
What happens after things 'end' though? [She asks, admittedly a bit distracted by that matter over asking about what else was potentially said.]
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Why does there have to be an 'after?'
That's the point of the end. There is no 'after.'
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That's not what happens if you 'reset' something.
So, if you know it's definitely the end, then we know, but if there's something else, that's why I'm asking.
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There is nothing else.
[This is one of those topics on which Foster's intensity leaves no room for compromise. Even without emphasis, the sentence is an absolute.]
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Ok, I was just asking. [She knows better than to argue though.]
I'm not the one who has your book.
Did you tell Lambert other things about it? He's talking about it a lot...
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[What do you mean, he's talking about it a lot? What is he saying?
From where Foster's standing, what Lambert's saying sounds a lot like 'I asked to have something explained and now I'm mad I didn't understand it.' Which is not his fault. Except it is. He doesn't know what to do about it, but it's definitely his fault.
Even though it isn't.]
He ordered me to write him a short summary and deliver it to Syrlya, and I did.
I don't know what Syrlya reported to Lambert.
[How could he?]
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Did you tell me everything that the summary for Syrlya was?
Can I hear the rest if you didn't?
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--why don't you go ask Syrlya.
I'm sure he'll do a much better job than me!
[The fine line between passive aggressive and genuine enthusiasm....]
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Hey, where are you?
[uh oh]
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He can't refuse, though. So he answers.]
On the ferris wheel.
[Normal.]
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