Espio (
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tabularasa_rp2020-11-25 08:53 pm
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Who: Espio + anyone
What: One very belated intro
Where: Here and There
When: "November", if November exists
Content Warnings: Likely references to him being from a sex-or-die CRAU in the tags.
1. The Sky
[Why, you might ask, is there a short man with a lizard tail standing on a rock, arms spread wide as he laughs almost maniacally at the sky? There must surely be a reason, right?
Before he can be interrupted, he notices whoever approaches him and his laughter trails off as he turns to face them.]
Look at that! Five years, and they give me this - it's like going home! How long's that been like that?
[He jabs a thumb towards the sky behind him, where shapes are twisting and coiling just like in the weird part of the Special Zone. It has been so long since he's seen a sky as colourful as the one he was once used to that the little taste of home actually makes him feel slightly ill... still, seeing it, all he can do is laugh, even if it's not a happy laugh.]
2. How to Be Social
[Still convinced this is only an illusion, just like the countless illusions he's experienced in the past several months, Espio has not been particularly inclined to socialise. The problem with that is that while he does not want to go through meeting and greeting new people who might not even be real, being alone is... well, it's lonely! So while he has mostly been steering away from more obvious social hubs and has instead wandered what feels like the entire habitable area for he doesn't know how long, eventually he gives in and shows his face somewhere with people. What few people there are in this place, anyway...
The Heavenly Blanc is as good a bet as any, but he can also be found somewhere in the Underground Academy. Either way, his idea of a greeting is questionable:]
Still haven't seen anyone I know. How 'bout you?
What: One very belated intro
Where: Here and There
When: "November", if November exists
Content Warnings: Likely references to him being from a sex-or-die CRAU in the tags.
1. The Sky
[Why, you might ask, is there a short man with a lizard tail standing on a rock, arms spread wide as he laughs almost maniacally at the sky? There must surely be a reason, right?
Before he can be interrupted, he notices whoever approaches him and his laughter trails off as he turns to face them.]
Look at that! Five years, and they give me this - it's like going home! How long's that been like that?
[He jabs a thumb towards the sky behind him, where shapes are twisting and coiling just like in the weird part of the Special Zone. It has been so long since he's seen a sky as colourful as the one he was once used to that the little taste of home actually makes him feel slightly ill... still, seeing it, all he can do is laugh, even if it's not a happy laugh.]
2. How to Be Social
[Still convinced this is only an illusion, just like the countless illusions he's experienced in the past several months, Espio has not been particularly inclined to socialise. The problem with that is that while he does not want to go through meeting and greeting new people who might not even be real, being alone is... well, it's lonely! So while he has mostly been steering away from more obvious social hubs and has instead wandered what feels like the entire habitable area for he doesn't know how long, eventually he gives in and shows his face somewhere with people. What few people there are in this place, anyway...
The Heavenly Blanc is as good a bet as any, but he can also be found somewhere in the Underground Academy. Either way, his idea of a greeting is questionable:]
Still haven't seen anyone I know. How 'bout you?
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[It’s a sensible enough reason, he thinks! However, he then makes a disgruntled, annoyed sound, and shakes his head.]
...why is it always Earth? And so many different Earths, too! No wonder you nuts always think reality revolves around your own damn planet, but you all can’t even be consistent on what Earth even is!
[Really, why? He sounds genuinely put out by this. What the hell is so important about that one planet that it’s got countless different versions??
To be fair, he’s also well aware there’s multiple versions of Mobius, but still.]
I’m from Meridian. And yes, the sky looks like that.
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Got me. Maybe because it's the only planet capable of supporting the lives of complex organisms? [Meaning in his own solar system but not seeing a need to qualify it. There had been no evidence of intelligent life in other regions of space yet.] I haven't run into anyone's account that seemed all that different..
[It's clearly because it's the planet Seto Kaiba calls home. The universe revolves around him]
In case you haven't looked at a globe lately.. the meridian covers a wide array of locations, want to narrow it down to the Atlantic, Pacific, or Indian ocean? [Look- he still thinks this furry is from Earth too..]
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Go ask other people what world they all come from. I guarantee you, not everyone here’ll be from Earth.
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Considering I doubt that some of them even have a concept of reality, it would be a wasted effort.
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Obviously? And really not worth commenting on when earth’s just another word for dirt. A word with more than one meaning, what a surprise...
[HUFF.]
Just a thought, maybe you should pay attention to some of these people. Just ‘cause their reality’s different doesn’t make it less real.
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[Rolling his eyes at this buffoon]
Not unless there's a universal translation program in place that's confusing the issue...
[Gawd help us we're at the mercy of babelfish or google translate]
I could- or I could focus on getting back to where I belong and leaving all this, and you behind.
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Don’t question the logic, it clearly doesn’t apply here. Everyone understood each other fine in Between too, just because they believed they could. This place seems to have the same flavour of stupid, so...
[Though Espio actually does speak English. It’s probably not called English, but it is indeed perfectly understandable English. No translation convention here.]
For someone professing to know better, you’re shockingly dense.
[Must. Prove. Idiot. Wrong...]