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devourthemfirst) wrote2012-03-20 12:07 pm
devourthemfirst) wrote2012-03-20 12:07 pm
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Second Misfortune - [voice/action]
[After a short trip to the grocery store, Czes comes back to the fifth floor of building seven and sets out the box of spaghetti and can of tomato sauce out on the counter. Despite how Firo made him paranoid about eating the food here, the kid has to eat something.
So as he puts a pot of water on the stove for himself then sits down at a near by table. He stares out the kitchen window for a few minutes, watching the storm outside when boredom strikes him and he pulls out his journal]
You know, it's strange. To think that a lot of us are from 'Earth' and yet they're not the same 'Earth' that each of us are familiar with. For example, someone could be from... I don't know, let's say Tokyo since a bunch of you appear to be from Japan, but it won't be the same Tokyo you know. In some way, it'll be different.
Things never happened the way one person knows it did in their version of Tokyo.
What would that be called again... parallel universes, right?
[He places some of the spaghetti into the pot of boiling water and turns down the stove a little]
So do you think that there might be like... another version of us on our different versions of 'Earth'? It's kind of exciting to think about actually. They'd have different memories, friends and maybe family...
I wonder what would happen if we ran into our other selves on this trip the Malnosso were talking about.
Would the universe just go BOOM? [He throws his hands into the air then chuckles a bit to himself]
Well, it was just a thought. [ ... ] What would you do if you could meet another version of yourself? Would you envy them for having a different life--for being set on a different path?
So as he puts a pot of water on the stove for himself then sits down at a near by table. He stares out the kitchen window for a few minutes, watching the storm outside when boredom strikes him and he pulls out his journal]
You know, it's strange. To think that a lot of us are from 'Earth' and yet they're not the same 'Earth' that each of us are familiar with. For example, someone could be from... I don't know, let's say Tokyo since a bunch of you appear to be from Japan, but it won't be the same Tokyo you know. In some way, it'll be different.
Things never happened the way one person knows it did in their version of Tokyo.
What would that be called again... parallel universes, right?
[He places some of the spaghetti into the pot of boiling water and turns down the stove a little]
So do you think that there might be like... another version of us on our different versions of 'Earth'? It's kind of exciting to think about actually. They'd have different memories, friends and maybe family...
I wonder what would happen if we ran into our other selves on this trip the Malnosso were talking about.
Would the universe just go BOOM? [He throws his hands into the air then chuckles a bit to himself]
Well, it was just a thought. [ ... ] What would you do if you could meet another version of yourself? Would you envy them for having a different life--for being set on a different path?
[action] >:C
[action] C:<
[Which is... quite a bit, if Czes happens to watch when Hayate starts adding in ingredients. Rest assured, it'll taste great, but yeah..!]
[action] dont gimmie that face
too late
Yes, that's correct! It is a part of my job, after all.
rude.
[He was going to say chef but he only said cooking was part of it]
no you
Oh, at home, I'm Milady's butler. So I have to do a lot of cooking at her home.
we are not starting this again woman
try me
/TRIES YOU FUU
not trying hard enough
how do you know
[He turns to Hayate and puts his index finger under his nose to make it look like a mustache]