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

I am so sorry Saki. ;_; He doesn't mean to be horrible.

[frilliance]

[While this speech is cute and adorable, Saki, it has missed the mark, unfortunately. In fact, it does the opposite of what you intended and makes Edgeworth snap.]

Save the corny speeches, Miss Asami! Follow your heart? Let the light guide you? All that silly twaddle will do a fine job in uncovering the truth if one cannot tell the difference between perceived and objective reality in this miserable place!

being meguca is suffering. she's used to it.

[eternallily]

It's not -

[She pauses.]

- maybe it is something that sounds cliche. It's the only advice I have, though, because for a very long time now, I've known that my soul was one of the very few things I could always trust, because I had to.

I had to, because the body I've been in hasn't been real for me for a long time. My soul's only been a little light in a hairpin, or a gem; if that dims, I have to die. In exchange, I have the knowledge that the memory of someone important, someone that died too soon, will always have a reminder and won't be forgotten.

And I have the powers that were given to me, and the knowledge that I won't ever age, but...I have to fight. I have to fight dangerous things and there's always the chance one of them could kill me. I had to cut contact with my family when all of that happened.

So my soul and my friends are all that I have. The truth about this place? It's something that I want to find for the sake of everyone else that's here, so they can have their lives and their happiness, but I don't have any illusions about being able to go home and have some kind of happy ending for myself. I've known for a long time that it isn't possible.

[frilliance]

[While Edgeworth did listen to all of Saki's story - God, what type of life did that girl through? - she was still missing the point.]

....

Miss Asami, we are all stuck in a place where almost everything around us is a cleverly-fabricated illusion. The things we see, smell and touch are a complete farce! How would we know that a vital clue we find isn't just a sadistic trick set up by Little Miss Cannibal or that psychotic scientist?! [That, and even if everything were real, the administrators had the ability to warp everyone's minds at a whim - as Edgeworth discovered when he was affected by the rumour event. The administrators had successfully managed to mess with his ability to reason and it terrified him.] If trusting your heart can somehow magically stop all that, I have yet to hear of it.

Besides, even if all that were not relevant, it doesn't change the fact that our souls were all taken from our original bodies - how can we all go home if we're already dead?!

[eternallily]

We're not dead. They've always said that they've never really killed us. They're right, about that. They might play at putting our souls in different vessels, but that's something we all survive.

[Saki pauses for just a moment.]

Just because they've played some kind of mind games - and they've played them with all of us - doesn't mean that your perception's always going to be wrong, or bad. It just means that you look harder. The truth's always there. It might be hard to see, but the guiding light you need isn't hanging from the ceiling. It's not going to be a flashlight in your hand.

It's flickering right there inside you. You're not a bad person, Edgeworth-san. You put yourself out there to help someone, once, and anyone who would take that kind of risk?

That kind of person knows how to find what's really good, and what's really true, because their heart is good and true. Someone who's bad, deep down, wouldn't ever put themselves in that situation. They'd let that person who needed help die to save themselves. You didn't. That told me a whole lot about who you really are.

[ooc: continue here?