It's clear this is something that changes our way of thinking. I can see now I've done a lot of terrible things, and I owe most of you a sincere apology. What I've done is terrible ( Read more... )

[The PCD clatters to the ground, showing Rhode's rather distinctive heavy shoes and striped socks. Her voice somewhere above sounds angry, and maybe a touch panicked. Scared? Surely not.]

Tyki!

Is it just me, or are some places haunted now?

I'm going to blame the boy who talks about ghosts. Hey boy~ Make them go away, they're annoying me to death.

[This is a fail filter. The failingest filter to ever fail. Fail filter to the Animus]

It's the Animus~~♪ Right?

I don't really mind other things. But dreams are my domain. [She sounds huffy and cross.] You could have invited me, at least. Not fair.

...

I know you're not real Tyki, go away.

Say, people can use these things so they can have private conversations right? Like on a phone?

How do you do that?

[The PCD clicks on to show a little girl of about thirteen walking with a pumpkin headed umbrella, which she occasionally uses to poke at things.]

Ahh, this isn’t America at all.

[She looks up at the sky and frowns. And then frowns deeper.] Why aren’t my doors working…? Is this Innocence?

Earl? ...Papa?