Well, only you know the script? I certainly don't. You keep talking about playing the role that society has forced on you like this is a continuation of the same stage, but, well.
Well, maybe its similar scripts? But I suppose my experience only might have passing resemblance to yours.
[He smirks.]
I may not be used to this kind of society, that's right, but...being on strange stages is part and parcel of my job. Though I suppose the people on those stages are nothing more than set dressing. So even conversations like this...well, only brilliant detectives can have things like that, as far as I know.
People on strange stages as set dressing? My, and just what sort of simulations is it that you get put through, Herr Anaido? Don't tell me you're the only self-aware entity in these things.
Do you think all of the rest of us here might actually be set dressing once more? Ah, but I suppose if that were the case, we wouldn't know, would we?
If I told people, they wouldn't believe me, so I don't! And indeed, I'm a little too aware of myself. Even more than I rightfully should.
[His tone is as light as ever.]
I used to think so at first, on the island, but it seems unlikely. But how would I know? Perhaps you're also your own copies, and the real you is somewhere else entirely. One can only assume.
"This killing game they really want you to buy into was just a social experiment all along, everyone! Your real selves are safe and whole outside the simulation, so don't worry. Feel free to murder!"
[ well. yike. chalk that up for another memory she has of dying, then. ]
... Lightning, hm? Quite the simulated death to have.
[ since that's what it was, right? a simulation? there's a deliberateness and design to the setting, it feels, that wouldn't exist otherwise. parameters and limits. ]
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Date: 2020-07-22 06:41 pm (UTC)[Sometimes a rainy day is the best time to have an existential conversation!]
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Date: 2020-07-22 08:04 pm (UTC)We're hardly a regular society here.
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Date: 2020-07-22 08:12 pm (UTC)[He smirks.]
I may not be used to this kind of society, that's right, but...being on strange stages is part and parcel of my job. Though I suppose the people on those stages are nothing more than set dressing. So even conversations like this...well, only brilliant detectives can have things like that, as far as I know.
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Date: 2020-07-22 09:44 pm (UTC)Do you think all of the rest of us here might actually be set dressing once more? Ah, but I suppose if that were the case, we wouldn't know, would we?
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Date: 2020-07-22 09:52 pm (UTC)[His tone is as light as ever.]
I used to think so at first, on the island, but it seems unlikely. But how would I know? Perhaps you're also your own copies, and the real you is somewhere else entirely. One can only assume.
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Date: 2020-07-23 03:29 am (UTC)"This killing game they really want you to buy into was just a social experiment all along, everyone! Your real selves are safe and whole outside the simulation, so don't worry. Feel free to murder!"
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Date: 2020-07-23 04:05 am (UTC)[He shrugs.]
If that's the case...then I guess a lot of them would be relieved, huh.
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Date: 2020-07-24 07:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-07-24 07:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-07-26 04:59 am (UTC)But then what is your situation, if I may ask?
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Date: 2020-07-26 05:02 am (UTC)[He winks.]
Wouldn't you like to know?
[And wouldn't you know, that triggers a memory.]
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Date: 2020-08-09 10:28 am (UTC)... Lightning, hm? Quite the simulated death to have.
[ since that's what it was, right? a simulation? there's a deliberateness and design to the setting, it feels, that wouldn't exist otherwise. parameters and limits. ]
Perhaps we've both overstayed our welcomes?