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capeandcowl2012-03-25 03:44 pm
smilelikeaknife) wrote in capeandcowl2012-03-25 03:44 pm
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Some people are so peculiar about wishes.
Make your dreams come true.
A dream is a wish the heart makes.
Be careful what you wish for.
If wishes were fishes beggars would eat.
A man is his own easiest dupe, for what he wishes to be true he generally believes to be true.
Wish for something, or not, fair City.
Make your dreams come true.
A dream is a wish the heart makes.
Be careful what you wish for.
If wishes were fishes beggars would eat.
A man is his own easiest dupe, for what he wishes to be true he generally believes to be true.
Wish for something, or not, fair City.
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[the most awkward beat.]
What for?
voice;
voice;
Maybe it's just awful close to hopin' for shit, an' I'm biased.
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voice;
Without hope there's just a whole lotta fuckin' despair.
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this is stupid.
still, backing out at this point is cowardice. and no matter what else Eridan is, he won't admit to being a coward.]
Alright.
[a barely hesitant pause.]
Let's do this.
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Instead there is gray.
Gray as far as anyone can see, gray like slate, like clouds, iron-gray, no color at all except for Eridan's hair and Desire's eyes. The ground is thick and swampy, and it's grabbing, grabbing at feet and ankles like it could suck them both in. The mist covers everything, even the mirrors, the mirrors that are windows into the world that is still gray]
Welcome to my twin's realm, where it borders mine. Don't let go of my hand.
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It's... not what I was expectin'.
[an uncomfortable pause.]
But it's fittin'.
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There is power here.
[The mists swirl around their ankles - it tries to suck him in, but there is power in the touch of an Endless]
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[kicking... at the mist...]
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This could be yours.
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How?
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You have to create your own way in. I won't bring you each time you want to cross realms.
[Desire steps forward, the mists swirl]
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How do I do that? I'm not - well, I ain't aware a any way folk like us manage crossin' realities and whatnot.
Is there some sorta, I dunno, process for non-Endless folk? I'm family, yeah, but I don't got quite the same influence you do.
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[The mists reveal more mirrors, faces of despair]
The Bleed is a river.
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[and he gets distracted looking at those mirrors, not without appreciation.]
Not sayin' I wouldn't or anythin', a course. This place is kinda growin' on me.
What if Despair ends up showin' in the City proper, though?
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[Because this information is something not many people understand. Some people in the City, certainly, but not many. But not the people who matter]
Realms are stacked, touching each other. Most people can't cross them easily. They layer over the reality people see, and they never touch each other.
But where they touch, where the touch is strongest and easiest, it's called the Bleed. You can travel in it, if you're strong enough. Or if you build a bridge.
[Desire isn't gonna talk about what happens when they find Despair.]
These Realms, the ones the Endless control, the ones that are us, there are always ways through.
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[it actually doesn't, not with something of this magnitude, but he won't admit to that.]
But a course, I can't refuse. Seein' somethin' like all this [he gestures with his free hand to the realm as a whole] goin' neglected - it's a real fuckin' shame, you know? All a this potential goin' unused.
I'd really enjoy lookin' at my handiwork from Despair's realm.
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[Desire is gonna try to make this easy for him because the stronger the call of despair in this world, the more likely that it's twin will come.]
Destroy someone. Not physically. They can't die. You must make them despair to the point of madness, and then use it. Do you understand?
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