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0 The Fool
[Waking up in a strange bed at 1128 Taylor Road didn't bother Elizabeth, nor did the frilly nightgown, or the odd man next to her. This was the world outside, though she remembered it being a bit different. It was odd though, she asked to go to the Abyss of Time to find what she was looking for, but the Master worked in odd ways. Heading downstairs she picked up the phone]
[Phone]
"Master... I am outside, the room, but, my compendium. My cards. My clothes. They seem to be missing. Is this a test? To live as those who are ignorant to the spirits and demons that people hide behind every day... Perhaps that is a better way to come to understanding Erebus and why it exists... I will endeavor to do you proud."
[Action 1]
[Elizabeth will be outside her house, wandering up and down the street, still in her nightgown, seeming in awe of just about everything]
[Action 2]
[She's finally dressed in her clothes from here, at least there were dark blue ones, but you can tell not having her hat bothers her, but she's in the library, taking each and every book down, looking at it, then setting it on the floor.]
[Action 3]
[She's in a shop that sells pianos downtown, playing a kind of creepy music that persona users, or anyone who Igor has played host to may be familiar with. She's quite good, just the music is a little creepy.]
[Phone]
"Master... I am outside, the room, but, my compendium. My cards. My clothes. They seem to be missing. Is this a test? To live as those who are ignorant to the spirits and demons that people hide behind every day... Perhaps that is a better way to come to understanding Erebus and why it exists... I will endeavor to do you proud."
[Action 1]
[Elizabeth will be outside her house, wandering up and down the street, still in her nightgown, seeming in awe of just about everything]
[Action 2]
[She's finally dressed in her clothes from here, at least there were dark blue ones, but you can tell not having her hat bothers her, but she's in the library, taking each and every book down, looking at it, then setting it on the floor.]
[Action 3]
[She's in a shop that sells pianos downtown, playing a kind of creepy music that persona users, or anyone who Igor has played host to may be familiar with. She's quite good, just the music is a little creepy.]
Always how it goes XD;
That may be, but you won't find your uniform any faster than I myself have located mine. This town, Mayfield, is far removed from wherever it is you come from, and it takes everything recognizable from that home region upon arrival.
[He gestures to the house - at least he's managed to close the door.]
I still know fairly little, but I will explain what I do, if you're interested. It's altogether fascinating, really.
At least its almost a weekend. In theory. Maybe.
[She shrugs a little]
"Knowledge is power, anything I can learn is welcome."
Ah, my obligations have nothing to do with the days of the week, sadly!
[He cuts himself off there, however.]
I agree. It appears to be doubly true here in Mayfield.
Thos obligations tend to be the most interesting or irritating
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Again, inside would be better - there are certainly more places to sit and have a conversation, no?
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[He pushes his glasses up, a rather wild grin across his face.] At some point, the decision seems to be made in their mind that the only way to fix it is to destroy all of mankind.
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Awaiting forever... that does sound like a troublesome life. But then, one does have to consider - is it worse to not perceive time... or to actively pursue an end to it, to give up one's own genetic makeup in preference for eternal life? I wonder what others would say.
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Control, however, is a fallacy. There is only one thing anyone can truly control: their own lives and decisions. Even if you believe in Gods and fate, the choice to believe is your own - and thereby, you have created for yourself a model upon which to build.
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... Well, theoretically, of course.
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