Glamour Failure

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Characters: any
Setting: all around the Tower
Format: any/party-style
Summary: A general mingle log for the reaction to the beginning of the Idealism event.
Warnings: PG-13; please include any more detailed warnings in your threads if necessary

Comments

B because England needed more sad bitties

[notagiraffe]

[He probably wouldn't recognise Taiki but he might take a second glance at the wireframe who looked definitely more horselike than human like.

Taiki was getting more and more scared, he didn't understand what was happening and though the blood sickness was gone there was so much he didn't understand.

He had began to sob again softly, the tower was scary enough normally, when there were friendly faces of people Taiki knew wouldn't hurt him.]

his entire life is sad bitties

[keepscalm]

[Even through his anger, he recognises that vaguely horse-like shape. At first he thinks of Taiki's companions, as he can hear the crying, but it seems to be coming from the blue figure itself.

England stops in his tracks, staring at the scene. He recognises those sobs; he's certainly heard them enough. He knows that there's nothing he can really do, nothing he can say that will make this better. Perhaps someone else, but not him.

Still, he cannot idly stand by while Taiki is so distressed, if it's really him. Even if he can't offer much in the way of comfort, it feels wrong to walk away. His voice is tense in a strange way when he addresses the young kirin:] Taiki?

[notagiraffe]

[He knew that voice and turns his head towards them] Mister Kirkland? [His voice is even smaller and more scared than usual]

What's happening?

[keepscalm]

Yeah. [A much less formal confirmation of his identity than usual, but confirmation all the same.

He sets his jaw, flexes his fingers and then clenches them into a fist. He can't really feel the wires; the film feels as much like skin as it ever did, and what he feels as his nails bite into his palm is so at odds with what he sees that he doesn't really consider the bluntness of his words before saying them.]

It was all an illusion.

[notagiraffe]

An illusion? What do you mean? [He said was... not is... Taiki let out another sob as he looked around. Did that mean it wasn't an illusion anymore?]

[keepscalm]

Our bodies, our belongings, the strange floors — they were just tarted up to look real.

[He draws his knife and holds it out, so that Taiki can see that it's merely a construct of the odd film that's covering most of the Tower.] This is what it all really looks like.

[notagiraffe]

[He whimpers as the implications of that hit him but he believes him. It's mister Kirkland and he would never lie to him.] So we aren't real at all...

[keepscalm]

That thing inside of you is real. [England indicates his own soul, suspended and glowing in the violet fluid within his wireframe body.] Your soul.

Bollocks to the rest of it, but that little thing is real. [Or it better be. He'll be pretty pissed if the Tower makes him a liar.]

[notagiraffe]

My soul? [He looked down at the shiny ball of light.] So we really are just souls... [He let out another sob.]