momquest: a quest for moms

[farfromgrace]

[ It's another day in Tokyo-D, and the relentless cycle of content generation for the masses goes on; how long have you been filming this drama, exactly? And it's not that it's a bad show, per se, but the fact that it's really dedicated to showing the gritty realities of combat and using practical effects for it is... kind of a lot.

Also it can't decide if it wants to be a show about frenemies or about enemies-to-lovers-to-enemies. Cowards.

And besides, it's not home, is it?

It occurs to you on break at the really honestly lackluster buffet table set up for the actors and any surviving extras that... there's really not that much security on this show, all things considered, unless there's something you're not seeing... ]

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[farfromgrace]

[ there's a very distinct, like, mildly confused thought that appears in your head in amaranth's voice, like she just spoke to you: ]

Why would it be a ghost?

[ and then: ]

...You can hear me?

[ There's a kind of emotional background radiation, too: the kind of awe that is a mix of wonder and alarm. ]

[heavenlyvisitor]

[ It takes him a moment before he realizes that he didn't physically hear those words. They weren't his own thoughts, but were entirely in his head---

... It's weird. It's bad(?). He doesn't like it.

This is definitely some kind of Hell Bullshit, isn't it.

...How can we help? ]

[worthathousand]

[ well, seems like this is happening now. ]