{Animus}

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[There's the usual static hum on everyone's PCD, as the screen goes black. After a moment, a low flute tone starts up, continuing as a background melody throughout. For anyone who hears it, it would sound vaguely familiar, from their home world- though played inexpertly, as if they couldn't entirely remember how it was supposed to go.]


too soon, too early

not quickly enough

calm down, take a breath we're still setting up
we'll take it apart
you always do

we can carry it ourselves
is it really necessary

^finally, that's better
wait what's going on

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Poor word? [Were was "God" when it was trying to slice her throat?]

Really? Whose souls did you create then?

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What about the roses and orchids? Do they know what they want to be?

I guess we should consider ourselves lucky, then. Are others here capable of creating souls?

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[feel-nevermore.livejournal.com]

The fish? ["Trust the fish", that's what the orchid had said.] Is it here too? I'd like to speak with it.

Well I guess it'd depend on what you look like... What do you look like?

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I'm majestic
full of all the right lines and points