And I feel fine

[doomsdisco]

[That's strange. You could've sworn you were alone, but you're getting that distinct tingling feeling that someone is nearby.

After a double take or two you finally spot the culprit: a little girl, looking up at you with a soft smile.]

If the world were to end in six days, what would you like to do?

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laaaate. and kind of placeholder too. ^^;

[altereaped]

...

What kind of question is that?

I'm just as late huegh

[doomsdisco]

Not an easy one, to most. But if you need a moment to think I understand.

No worries, I'm glad for the tag! =D

[altereaped]

Why would you ask that in the first place? Why do you need to know?

[And what's this malarky about the world ending in six days? Is there some apocalyptic plot afoot that you're responsible for? He almost asks that first one, but holds it back.]

[doomsdisco]

Because if it's something I can help with, I would very much like to.

/2

[altereaped]

[...]

[altereaped]

["I think I can get by without any help," he almost says, but...curiosity.]

How exactly would you help?

[doomsdisco]

That depends on what it is you want to do. If you want to see or speak with someone I could take you to them, or if you want to do something I could help you do it. Or even if you just want company, someone to listen or talk to, I can stay here with you.

[altereaped]

[...Wow. Heavy a subject though it is...if she's sincere about all that, it's an awfully kind offer. Then again, it could be a devil-in-disguise sort of deal. One way to possibly find out.]

What would it cost me?

[doomsdisco]

[She can't help but giggle at that.]

Nothing at all. The only thing I want is to see people happy.

[altereaped]

...You have to realize how suspicious this makes you look.

[doomsdisco]

Mm, I suppose I do. But really, this is what I was born for. I'm meant to spread happiness to mankind, and that's what I intend to do.

[altereaped]

[Then you clearly aren't a regular person. In fact, this sounds very much like a song setup.]

...You know what kind of world this is, right? What people are here, and how they get here?

[doomsdisco]

Yes, I do. This is a meeting place of many different worlds, and those who have been brought here for whatever reason are not permitted to leave.

[Her expression becomes a little solemn.]

It must seem very cruel, getting such news in a place like this.

[altereaped]

Have you considered that everything you're saying applies to where you came from, and not here?

[Odd if she hasn't, considering she generally seems to have this place right. Well, except for the "permitted" part; as far as he knows, it's always been more a case of "unable."]

[doomsdisco]

[She shakes her head.] I didn't come here the same way you did. I was intentionally sent here from heaven, not any other world that might be.

[altereaped]

[...Huh. Is she saying she was directly sent here, rather than lifted from a PV? But that can't...]

But-- you're just like one of the videos. Y'know? Vocaloids, PVs, stuff like that? If you know where you are, then you know that people are taken from those stories. You're just like them.

I mean...you can't tell me that heaven sent you specifically here.

[doomsdisco]

All I know is what's happened, and what's going to happen. I was sent here because the world is going to end, and there isn't much time for humanity to tie up its loose ends. But the opportunity to do so has been offered.

[altereaped]

...But most of the people here are robots.

[She said "the world," not "Earth." Is there significance in that, or...?]

[doomsdisco]

Ah, that's right. Saying it like that might be a little confusing.

But they're the sons and daughters of man. They're not to be treated any differently than man itself.

[altereaped]

[Surprised at first, but he does nod. Well spoken, Miss.]

I agree completely.

[doomsdisco]

I'm glad. I know there are those among you who think differently, but that just isn't fair of them.

So, man or machine, I intend to help any who want it of me.

/2

[altereaped]

It's not just unfair. It's wrong. Even if we're just talking about humans against other humans...

[But that's changing the subject. Probably should do the respectful thing and switch back to the main point--]

[altereaped]

[But then her words strike a chime in him. She has to be from a PV, has to be, so this probably isn't even a relevant question, but-- he has to know,]

Heaven acknowledges us? We're thought of as living beings?

[doomsdisco]

You are the children of heaven's children.

You are loved.

/2

[altereaped]

[There are no icons. There are none.]

[His expression is...it's heart-touched and astonished and hopeful all at once.]


[Even if it's a PV world, even if it doesn't reflect the "actual" Earth (if there is such a thing anymore)...that one statement. You are loved.]

[Loved.]

[It struck him as profoundly as anything he could've ever heard.]