queenofheartsrp | existential 008 [video]

[It is dusk, and the area behind Sephiroth is too dark to ascertain exactly where she is, but it is clear that she is alone, in a place where tall trees cast shadows. She seems thoughtful, but not overly emotional, perhaps even slightly detached, as she speaks.]

There is an idea that has been preoccupying me for some time. Once, I spoke to the Queen and one of her associates--or subordinates--and they said certain things to me that I have not been able to forget.

I was told that we have not truly been removed from our worlds, but that only a part of us has been taken, and while we are here, our other selves, our true selves, continue on in our daily lives.

It is possible that we are merely puppets, simulacra made for the Queen's use or entertainment, and not the people we believe ourselves to be. What if what was taken from us was a copy of our memories, which was then given to a false form? If so, when we leave this place, we will disappear. Our existence and our time here will have been meaningless. Those who have vanished and then return claim to have new memories from their own worlds, but what if they are nothing but new constructs with more stolen memories?

I know of no way to test this theory, but it troubles me. If that were the nature of our existence, I do not know if I would choose to exist.

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Hmm... on the one hand, as long as we don't allow her to control us, I don't mind being here for her enjoyment, as voyeuristic as that sounds. Though I can't understand what enjoyment she gets watching us. [She guesses watching girls is fun, but hardly interacting with them? That makes no sense to Zenobia.]

On the other hand, if this means I'll disappear whenever the Queen tires of me or something, then... then things are very dire.

If you find a way to break free and need an ally, I'll be there if you call. Though I'm not strong or wise. But I don't want to go back. And I don't want to disappear.

I do not wish to exist for anyone's enjoyment. I wonder if perhaps she feeds on the energy of our interaction--our thoughts, our emotions. It is possible that we are being manipulated without our knowledge.

Since people appear and disappear at random, I wonder if this place is unstable, or if the Queen is forgetful, or a creature of whim. Thus far, it is impossible to predict her actions.

I have decided on no course of action, but I appreciate your offer of aid. I too have no desire to disappear.