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[lockeandshock]

Characters: Locke and YOU!
Date/Time: FORWARD DATED to September 16th, late evening
Location: Blank Wilderness
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Locke dispenses important information to the people of Edensphere. As said in the in the OOC community please be aware that FOURTH WALL BREAKING INFORMATION will be given here.

( Revolution! )

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[spandexisyouth]

He hadn't realized Fugue had killed Mother. That made the guilt make more sense, and lined up with how Fugue reacted to things. But he refused to believe that there was no home, that they were only part of Fugue's mind. Everyone had an agenda here, and surely that believe would serve Locke's agenda. But none of them had ever told the full truth to the residents before, and Gai was not about to believe he was being told the full truth now

[weaver_girl]

He killed his sister. Rem killed Renée. Kagerou reeled, hugging herself and trying to keep her posture straight and her face as even as she could. Of course, everyone's attention was on Locke; she still couldn't let herself crumple with the confirmation. Of all the horrible things that could have happened between the siblings, wasn't this the worst, the most painful? It could never be fixed. It could never be undone.

Gai's voice rising over the din of conversation felt like a beacon sweeping darkness: Kagerou pushed past a cluster of people to get closer. Of course, of course! We have to tell them! They'd thought and plotted and planned and turned in circles for so long, trying to find a way out of the binary of status quo or the Sphere's destruction. Neither choice was any good.

"We do live," she heard herself say. Was that her voice, quivering, but carrying, stronger by the moment? "We do exist! We have our own minds and hearts. We care about the people around us, and, um, even about this world! I know not everyone does. That's

[blindedmewith]

Rosalind stood stock still, unable to follow her friend-her sister, in a wya, and if what this man said was true and they weren't real, why couldn't it be true?

And if it were true, what then? A man who could dream a whole world into being, do whatever he wanted with it-she'd always believed in it despite the magical things that happened here, but could science have any meaning after all?

Could they have any meaning?

[weaver_girl]

The stance was made, and for all that her heart raced and her throat felt dry, Kagerou stood straighter as a few more people stepped up to the pair of her and Gai. Huo--she didn't know him well, but turned and gave him a tight-lipped smile at his words. Souji. Kiba's voice from further away, and Kazahana's softer one, both infusing her with strength.

However, she was also conscious she had left Rosalind on her own in her haste to go to Gai. It was a few moments before she could duck back towards her best friend, other people talked to and the first shock of Locke's revelation seen to best as Kagerou herself was even able to process it.

She touched Rosalind on the shoulder, nudging her towards the back of the crowd. "Um. Sorry I left so suddenly. Are... are you all right?"

[blindedmewith]

"I don't know," Rosalind answered, surprised at how thick her voice sounded.

"No, I'm not," she corrected herself after a moment. "I don't-um. What he said. Is it true? How Fugue made this place?"

It was a futile search for answers, she knew. Kagerou had no more ultimate knowledge of this world than she did. But if seeking information was something she did as a calling normally, in this moment it was also a a search for comfort. She didn't want to be alone in this.

[getsome_sleep]

In the back of the crowd, always in the back of the crowd, Huo breathed in deeply, and let go of the tight control that he held over his rage.

He had never been a man to feel rather than think, and the emotion was fantastically liberating in its purity, its conviction. Freedom. It was always the same word. But it was not freedom, it had never been freedom. It had always, always been death, and they had nearly been fooled into walking toward it with open arms.

I will not, he thought, with the sharpest clarity of purpose that he had ever felt or recalled feeling. Everything was simple now. I will not die. I will not watch this world die. I know why he had come for me, what he had wanted of me. I am one who defies fate."Even if we do not exist outside of Edensphere," his voice was quiet, but it carried - carried with strength and anger fiercer by far than anything that had come out of the mild, polite scholar before. "Why are we any less real for it? While we exist here, we are alive, and I will not lie down and die for the sake of one

/late, sticks this in here anyway

[crimson_seeker]

He hadn't heard something.

Hawk had stood, still and ramrod straight, on the outskirts of the gathered crowd. He didn't want to draw attention to himself, but could hardly have missed this... sharing of secrets, either. Locke. He knew the name of the man, if not much else.

Near the end of Locke's speech, his voice seemed to tremble and warble as if replaced with the sound of running water. Hawk frowned, a shiver of alarm snaking down his spine. It was never a good sign to have a sense blur or alter; it meant you were too close to something you were not meant to know.

However, he grasped the gist of the matter. Make Fugue face the truth, and die free. He grit his teeth silently. This was the Exile's way, then? Break the prison and perish. Even before Gai began speaking, before the girl with long red hair, then Huo, then others, moved to stand shoulder to shoulder with Gai, Hawk knew he could not agree. He would fight such a fate tooth and nail.

Do you want to live?As the crowd stirred, he shifted with it, moving forward to the

[fragmentofagod]

Seven had never put much effort into figuring out the Sphere, too focused on figuring out himself. Despite (or perhaps because of) that lack of knowledge about this world, Locke's words ring incredibly hollow. A madman's playthings, that was easy enough to believe, but hallucinations? delusions? fantasies of a deranged mind? Impossible. Insanity.

He waits in the crowd and watches, and while he does not move to stand beside the others, he agrees.

[coughcoughshank]

Souji listened as the others spoke. It gave him time to collect himself, collect his thoughts. He had heard some of this plan, from Yamazaki - and shared the shinobi's distaste for it. Locke meant to walk the Exile's path, and Souji would not follow. He wanted his home back - but he would not take it at the expense of those around him. Even honor has a price. And this price was too high. The idea that they were not real, were figments - he had asked Orca that, once, and the idea seemed even more preposterous now