[Open to the community at large] Welcome

[needsheartsplz]

Welcome friends, comrades, guinea pigs.

We have come together in this town for a purpose, a purpose that may not immediately be clear to those unaccustomed to looking beyond the obvious. In honor of this illustrious occasion, I offer this haiku:

Behold the ego
Set in glowing emptiness
On the edge of timeEnjoy your stay with us, and please,

Comments

[sandinmyboots]

Nice haiku.

[But what does it mean?]

[needsheartsplz]

Thank you.

[Some things are their own reason for being.]

[sandinmyboots]

You contemplate nonexistance?

[Kefka the god--he remembers full godhood through a veil and it's not fair at all--could see the nonexistance of everything on the horizon and was fascenated by it. Loved talking about it. Kefka's not sure if he agrees with everything his godself thought--there is a point to existing now and that was to have fun with power--but finding something so similar sparks his interest.

Besidse, he's never been able to leave anything well enough alone. To merely exist is not enough, is it?]

[needsheartsplz]

Yes, for we without hearts - do we exist? Or do we wonder along, ignorant of our non-existence?

[sandinmyboots]

You're here. I'm talking to you and you are talking back. You can touch objects and write haiku.

You seem pretty real to me.

[needsheartsplz]

An astute observation, if unfounded.

[sandinmyboots]

How else would you see if you exist?

And what do you mean by hearts?

[needsheartsplz]

Proof of existence is different for all.

[ignores this question]

[sandinmyboots]

What more can you need than the tactile sense of being there?

[Notes. He will investigate elsewhere and be wary of what Xemnas is doing while he does so, just like with the Emperor at home.

This will be fun.]

[needsheartsplz]

A heart.

[Duly noted. He will keep an eye on you.]

[sandinmyboots]

Uh huh.

[He can read brackets? Oshi-]

[needsheartsplz]

[I see all.]