I dreamed a dream in time gone by...

[these_balls]

Who: Those who lost their souls
Where: a dream
When: June 16-June 25
Summary: As the Shedinja begin their chaos, those whose souls were taken have a bit of a conflict finding a proper reality.
Rating: Probably PG of worse
Log:

Comments

[wantnotneed]

K-Kaito... What are you doing here...

[By Kaito's call, Mammon snaps out of it. However, the voices get louder, but this time... it's her own.]

Yeah, that's right! We're an illusion inside your head, Lady Ange, but so what? Yes, that's truue! We're just imaginary friends created to soothe lonely, lonely Lady Ange's heart because she doesn't have a single friend, but so what? If you want to look at reality, just look at it. You can stop looking at us and return to being surrounded and bathed with jeering over there!! C'mon, c'mon, go back, welcome home to reality!! Just call on us only when it's convenient for you and pretend you have friends, then spur us on even though you don't have the guts to dirty your own hands, then deny and erase us once you realize that it's hopeless! Yes, please enjoy it, I'll leave with a shriek of anguish just like you want, Lady Ange!! Just copy the jeering that you're being showered with right now, and do the same to us to get it off your chest. That's also furniture's duty!! Getting slammed against the floor when someone's pissed off is also a chair's important duty!! If that alone can absorb their master's bad mood even for an instant, there can be no greater honor for furniture. Kill me, deny me, your first and final friend...!!!

[bakaitoukid]

What are you--

[... knowing absolutely nothing about Mammon, he has no idea what's going on]

-- why the heck are you calling yourself furniture?

[wantnotneed]

That's what I am! The word "Furniture" has different meaning to you humans, so I don't expect you to--

[Then all of surrounding walls open their eyes.]

... under... stand...

[bakaitoukid]

[He wants to ask more about it, but... for some reason he feels like now is not the time. Taking a few steps toward her, he spins around to face the eyes, wincing as they stare at him creepily]

What's going on?

[wantnotneed]

I woke up... here.

[The walls keep talking, relentless with their words. They cackle and laugh at their target and Mammon could feel something breaking.

If you wanted to talk about literal breaking, her face seems to have a little crack in it.]

[bakaitoukid]

[... whoa, he sees that. And is immediately reaching out for her wrist]

Oi--! You're not letting what these creepy faces are saying actually get to you, are you?

[wantnotneed]

It's not a matter of them getting to me, but more as how they deny me.

[Even the wrist Kaito held seems to be having a crack, not from his grip but rather her existence being cut through.]

[bakaitoukid]

[he notices the crack, jerking away almost immediately as though his touch caused the break]

Deny you-- from what?

[wantnotneed]

[She hesitates, and a small part of her hair falls onto the floor, shattering into pieces as if it was like glass. She keeps her arms strongly by her sides, but...]

Existence.

[It just seeped through.]

argh html...

[bakaitoukid]

Why would it-- [as much as he heard of the witch's game from Battler, he doesn't really know all of the mechanics from her world]

Oi, Mammon! Why would you let something as dumb as words deny your existence? C'mon, snap out of it! You're here, no one can tell you otherwise!

/pats... ;u;

[wantnotneed]

Did you know, Kaito?

[And another crack appears on her face.]

Words are pretty powerful back in my world. You could even kill somebody with them. So they're not as dumb as you might think. At least not here.

[bakaitoukid]

. . .

[and suddenly, idea]

What about words that acknowledge your existence?

[wantnotneed]

--!

[Mammon is left speechless for a while, not knowing what to say. Even though she shouldn't be surprised at this concept, she stares at Kaito, wondering if he would be willing... to even do that.]

... Maybe.

[bakaitoukid]

[she's weird and violent, but he's not cruel enough to just let her die...]

Then if I say something like... [a beat; he doesn't quite know how to work this, but he'll give it a shot]

I know you're aren't a delusion. You can think, feel, breathe, live-- just like everyone else in Johto.

[wantnotneed]

[The mouths keep yammering but they have quieted down a bit. However, they're still talking. Mammon is quite surprised by the difference it made by Kaito's validation. It's not like she'll be urging him on, afraid that the mouths will retaliate, so she doesn't say anything anymore.]

[bakaitoukid]

... [he pauses for a moment, glancing around at the creepy mouths on the wall, before looking back at Mammon]

I think anyone who can't realize that is pretty dumb.