Tidus (
blitzcheer) wrote in
dualisnet2020-02-02 01:19 pm
text | UN: blitzace
magic question
say there's something that keeps someone alive in their world and if it doesn't exist, they don't
do you think it's possible to still exist in another world without it? like there's any chance that they just can
or does something have to keep them there on purpose
i get this is weird but i don't know a lot about magic
anyway thanks
say there's something that keeps someone alive in their world and if it doesn't exist, they don't
do you think it's possible to still exist in another world without it? like there's any chance that they just can
or does something have to keep them there on purpose
i get this is weird but i don't know a lot about magic
anyway thanks

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Or I guess I should say you are changed. Whatever they did to us to bring us here, it's real. It's happened. It's not going to just disappear without good reason.
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it's just figuring out if something else happened or if it's the universe you know? i guess i'm worrying about nothing but
there's all kinds of people around i thought it couldn't hurt to ask
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But a bit of advice from possibly a clone? You're here now, and you're as much you as anyone is ever themselves. "I think, therefor I am." Unless you need to change your diet or wear a magic amulet or something, the details don't really change anything. You have a life. All you have to do now is live it.
Or your friend, or whoever you're asking about this for. The general 'you'
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but thanks. i wasn't trying to be cagey but it's still weird for me to talk about. and the truth is just as weird anyway. it's not that different from the way i described it
but i appreciate the answers. i know i'm me and i'm okay with being what i am. just the...disappearing part's been on my mind
it's just something i need to get used to. or just accept that i'm not gonna know but i'm here now
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I think we're all struggling a little right now with... you know.
[ Televised executions. ]
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[ And, with a small delay: ]
would you mind if i asked you some more stuff in private? maybe later?
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[ Read: depending on how big a concern being overheard is. ]
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to action?
And this doesn't fit that at all.
So dressed with the jacket and in jeans, he's got a foot tapping against the coffee shop wall, looking less than comfortable with his phone out. But he's not so distracted by it not to look out once in a while for someone approaching. ]
action!
Oh, hey! Sorry, you haven't been waiting long, have you? I kinda live here during the day.
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--oh! Surprise widens Tidus's gaze, takes a second for him to laugh a little nervously, closing off the phone and shoving it in his pocket. ]
No -- but guess I should've checked inside! [ He sort of looked, through the glass... but also, that's too many heads to guess at, so. ] You really love coffee or something?
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[ She waves a hand at her other arm and smiles, letting him in on the joke. ]
Did you want to order anything?
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Sure. You uh, already got a place in there?
[ He spares a glance through the shop by the window, sounding slightly hesitant. But it wasn't any big deal if she did. ]
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[ Maybe. Maybe not. ]
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I wouldn't count on anything making it okay.
[ Trust nothing, but you gotta keep holding on to hope. Maybe they aren't being listened to 24/7. ]
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Well, think I'm still made up of whatever it is I'm made of.
[ As in, his big mouth hasn't gotten him in trouble yet. All the same: ]
Let's walk then.
[ And he'll order his drink, give a quick sorry if it takes too long, but eventually they can actually get going. Tidus knows to keep his head down, his drink held close to chest like he's going to forever be waiting to take a sip of it. ]
Thanks though, for meeting me. I guess what my problem was really about, well... you know. The thing in us. [ He's keeping his voice as low as being in a street works, but tries to be careful saying even that. ] It's the last thing I should care about, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. Like I'm going to be minding my business, and -- and it's just gonna happen.
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I can't tell you that it won't happen, obviously. But I can say that if it does, we'll know it wasn't you. I know that's not much comfort if... [ if he kills someone. ]
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'Least I won't be hard to... [ Take out? Take down? He wants to play it off as a joke, but then realises quick how unfunny it is no matter the way he frames it; or that it's a matter he just doesn't want to joke about. Or think about it. It might not be him, but that he could be made to hurt anyone... ]
Were you here when that happened? The blackout.
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Yeah. Creepiest fight of my life, hands down.
[ She pauses, thinking about that word, 'creepy'. ]
...Okay, maybe not creepiest. Definitely weirdest though.
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[ He waves his free hand in place for 'fighting yourself', though he can't remember if that was exactly a thing. Except then, he remembers. ]
--The zombie thing?
[ There was definitely something creepy about zombies he remembers her sharing. ]
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Something that happened a long time ago. Trust me, you don't want to know.
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