SHOWMASTER HEART GAME (WEDS)

[showmaster]

A familiar voice can be heard above you, you're not sure if they're talking to you or not but it does feel like you're part of this conversation:

"What a Wonderful Story that you have. I've read it many times when I was feeling sad. You know, I wanted to keep it in my personal collection, but it doesn't seem that's going to be possible. To grant my wish, I'd have to sacrifice what it means to be a reader ... to become the story. That's The End that I'm looking for.

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[frontdesk]

I don’t know…

Maybe the rules will go away.

[She scoops some of the snakes so she can lay on the ground.]

But maybe so will these snakes.

[liveslaughsloves]

You wanna put some in my pockets? I bet I could find a nice place for them outside. Or…we could find somewhere for them to go here, maybe.

[waves a hand at the Estoria and Worlds buttons]

[ticketmaster]

[She looks up at him and fumbles around in the openings where the snakes came from and then holds up a basket.]

Here you go.

[liveslaughsloves]

[he takes it. is it full of snakes]

[ticketmaster]

[It is an empty basket.

She is fully expecting you to be a snake wrangler and choose the chosen snakes to take with you.

She is looking right at you.

She knows what she's doing.]

[liveslaughsloves]

[fine he starts putting snakes carefully in the basket. but also, while he’s doing that—]

Say, this is a dream, right? D’you think you could go into someone else’s, if they opened a door?

[ticketmaster]

Oh? It's kind of like a dream I guess. What do you mean...?

[liveslaughsloves]

I can…I dunno how to explain. I can show you.

[tucks the snakes he’s holding in the basket and holds out his flesh hand to her; a small dark vine wriggles out of his sleeve, and a purple flower blooms on it in her direction]

[frontdesk]

[:O!!!!]

Whoa… that’s a strange thing you can do!

[liveslaughsloves]

Yeah. If you touch it, I think I can open a door for you.

[frontdesk]

[She blinks but slowly, as if curious, she reaches out to touch it.]

[liveslaughsloves]

[there’s a little tingle of connection, and blue lines of light start to glow under Erik’s’ skin

she can feel a door into his head through the flowering vine. it’s cracked a little bit open to let her in, if she wants.]

[frontdesk]

[fortunately children are very nosy so she peeks in first to see what’s there]

[liveslaughsloves]

[it’s a field of red geraniums, nearly endless. a strange, shifting sky, sometimes starry, sometimes misty, sometimes streaked with bold colour. and a rickety building in the distance, breaking up the symmetry: a small church, maybe]

[ticketmaster]

[She looks mystified, but excited, eyes wide.]

Wow... I'm gonna tell everyone about this!

[liveslaughsloves]

If you wanna try and bring ‘em too, you can.

[ticketmaster]

Oh, I'm not sure if I can do that, but if I can try, I will. But I'm really good at talking about people's stories, I think! I've been to a lot of places! And I collect all of the books and bring them to this place!

[liveslaughsloves]

You don’t always have to do what you’re good at, though. Have you ever wanted to try other stuff?

[ticketmaster]

I think I'd like to ride a boat.

[She nods seriously.]

[liveslaughsloves]

We could definitely do that. Is it okay if it’s a smaller boat?

[ticketmaster]

No, because you are very tall so it needs to fit you, too so it has to be at least tall sized. If it is just me, then a small one is okay!

[liveslaughsloves]

Medium boat seems fine.

[a lil medium stream with a medium fishing boat appears, winding through the flower fields; the boat looks a little like it’s cobbled together from both real and cartoon images of a boat, but it’s reasonably solid]

[ticketmaster]

Yes! Yes! Just like that! That will be a lot of fun, I think! Maybe someday...

[liveslaughsloves]

If you want me to stick around until you’re sure you want to try, I will.

[ticketmaster]

...I think you should...keep going. It is okay if you do not wait here. If I am meant to sail a boat, it will happen one day.