Review in the works; it's been years since I played

[disillusionary]

I'm doubtful you truly want to understand how I feel.

You would spare us both pain if you ceased this game of pretend as soon as possible, but I can see that isn't going to happen.

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[apropergent]

I'm sure that with a bit of hard work and dedication that both of you shall find it more rewarding than originally thought?

[disillusionary]

It isn't so much the main story I mind. But rather, what comes after...

[ He pauses. ]

Professor, you are fond of puzzles, correct? How do you feel about those that have no answer? No reason?

Myself? I'm not so fond of them.

[apropergent]

... I firmly believe that all puzzles have an answer. Perhaps the answer may not be one that can easily found but an answer exists nonetheless.

What happens to be the problem, Duke?

[disillusionary]

I've been made aware of how some of these Mundanes' little 'collaborative stories' work; a disturbing number of which are just layers of suffering upon suffering.

My added presence would do little to help. Because from as far as I can see, victory is impossible. Their clinging to hope is of no worth, so as heartless as it sounds, no one in their right mind would hope to join them.

[apropergent]

It's been rather fair on this side. Of course, that may have something to do with who she plays and where, but it's never something that a little negotiation won't be able to fix.

[Layton is fortunate; there are simply better people to torment than him]

Besides, a little creative writing practice now and again keeps the mind sharp. A bit like a puzzle...

[which reminds me of one! Would you like to hear it?]

[disillusionary]

Ha, my Mundane's plans for me are far from her norm. If anything, she is only tempted because of the number of friends she has there. While the Mundane may easily fit in where she eyes, can she really say the same for her muse?

[ Anthony chuckles. Maybe later! 8D ]

It's true. The very reason people 'roleplay' is to challenge the boundaries our usual circumstances give. Still, I'd rather not be forced into such situations.

[apropergent]

... One never quite knows when it comes to situations like these. But there might be other factors that will needlessly complicate things.

Being free to choose where one ends up and what one does has become a rare thing in these places. Such a shame as well... [thoughtful pose] Places like these might be filled with less complaints that way.

[this is something he wonders about a lot]

[disillusionary]

I'd imagine. In the end, it isn't about what we want; we're like puppets, except we have our own thoughts on the matter. So the least we can do is protest and hope it is not to no avail.

The ones whose wishes coincide with their Mundanes are... fortunate.

[apropergent]

[ah, such practicality. Why couldn't they have solved all of the issues in Folsense like this? You're a pretty dapper fellow, Anton old chap]

Depending on the age, our protests seem to serve as prompts instead. Ah, the wonders of youth. [... Hey. 8I;;;;; ]

Come now, it's rare but not unheard of. I'm certain you'll both come to an agreement over something.

... One day.

[disillusionary]

[ Literally old, too. --And well, love makes you dumb. He's had more time to think here. ]

I certainly hope so.

Though, the only thing that could convince me to go anywhere is her presence.

true story, iris started playing when I read the notif

[apropergent]

[how punny! /shot Layton understands the sentiment. Situations like these are always more bearable with loved ones by one's side]

You'll see her again one day, my good fellow. Until then, perhaps you should enjoy your time a bit more? I've some Earl Grey tea with me; would you like a cup?

it KNOWS

[disillusionary]

Thanks for the sentiment, but I dare not be so hopeful.

[ A long sigh. But then, a smile. ]

I wouldn't disagree to having some tea.