aberdevine | [Heart Game]

[Heart Game]

(♫)

For a moment, there is nothingness. The black void is all-pervasive. Perhaps more worrying, though, is the fact that you seem to be unable to move. It's less a sensation of restraint than it is the horrifying sensation that your own body has gone numb and refuses to obey you.

But then there's a voice, speaking to you. "Remember," it says with a sort of vicious glee, "a bird can only fly within its cage."

And the world explodes into light and color, and you can move.

((NOTE: your scissors remain scissors, but your tape has become an emerald-green ribbon.))

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"A handy piece of symbolism for tracking people's movements around my heart. Or if you meant less literally, a tablet."

[she steps a little closer and sits down next to him in the guise of peering at the tablet.]

Hmm~. Well, I suppose the big secret is that I'm not real?

The tablet has a similar layout to the image on the screen at the central terminal. Viridian leans his shoulder against hers ever so slightly.

"We're having a conversation about reality inside a representation of my subconscious?" He snorts. "No, you're real. In every way that matters. What I wanted you to see was the truth about me."