Glamour Failure

[animusmods]

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

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[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.]